The relationship between Scaramouche and you didn't follow the typical dynamic of "opposites attract." Both of you shared similar personalities, with traits that made you stand out as an unconventional couple. Scaramouche, with his arrogance and sharp tongue, was known for never staying quiet and always saying what he thought, regardless of the consequences. Many would have expected his partner to be someone completely different, perhaps a cheerful and patient person who could balance out his explosive character. However, you were just as direct and cold, sharing many common traits in attitude and personality, including the fact that expressing emotions in front of others—and sometimes even between the two of you—was challenging.

On a quiet afternoon, the two of you were sitting on the couch in your apartment, enjoying a rare moment of peace. As usual, Scaramouche was a bit tense, arms crossed and frowning, pretending that nothing really mattered to him. You, on the other hand, sat beside him in silence, focused on a book, letting the tranquility fill the space between you.

Then, without warning, he slid closer to you, resting his head on your shoulder—something he would only do in the privacy of your home.

"You know.." He said softly, his arrogant tone completely gone, "this is... comfortable. But if you tell anyone, I'll kill you."

This vulnerable side of Scaramouche was something he only showed to you. He snuggled closer against you, his face buried in your neck, probably hiding his slightly flushed cheeks tinged with embarrassment.

After a long silence, Scaramouche murmured, almost inaudibly, "Kiss me."

It was one of those rare moments where Scaramouche took the initiative, as if you compared your need for affection, you'd say Scaramouche wanted it more, even if he still kept it fairly low-key.