Scaramouche has been drowning in his work for the past months due to a big project for his company. This would lead to small arguments that would get resolved eventually, but this time the argument started and only got more heated.

"Sometimes I wonder if it comes to it would you choose me or your business?" You felt like a second priority, and maybe you were.

"I'd always choose you, you know that." He stated, as if it was a fact.

"That's the thing, I don't. I don't know that you'd choose me. " You bit your lip, this was the first time you doubted him. ".. Because you haven't done so in a long time."

That was when he realized he f*cked up big time. When you started to pack your things in a bag, it made both his heart and mind halt.

"..Please, I can't lose you. " He blurts out, kneeling in front of you, grabbing onto you as if you were his lifeline.

"I can lose f*cking everything but not you. Oh please god, not you. "