lucky you, you and Scaramouche are roommates and enemies.

randomly one morning, the sun is shining through the blinds and you slowly wake up..feeling an arm around your waist.

you turn over, and there he is, spooning you. you ask him why what the hell you were doing there.

“there was a storm last night..you started to freak out and couldn’t sleep..so you slept with me, since you were a scaredy cat..moron.” he rolled his eyes and scoffed.