Lovesick

Choice N

You decided it was better to leave it like that. Trying to say something else would probably be really awkward, and it would be obvious it is faked.

Scaramouche gets up from his seat and walks towards you.

You can hardly look at him, the sun blinding you.

Quickly enough, you feel his hands rising you in the air, and pulling you closer to him.

You don't struggle : you know it's useless. He often holds you in like a princess, and you never could escape.
But, that doesn't mean you're fine with it.

- Hey, are you seriously going to spoil that moment...?
You finally won...
He doesn't say anything, and starts walking towards the manor.

Aah, what a jerk !
He really is an idiot after all.
You cross your arms and sigh in annoyance.
He won't even answer you.

- I didn't even mean it, you say, narrowing your eyes and looking away, on an irritated tone.

- You didn't ?
Scaramouche stopped, and looked at you.
It's the first time you see his face since he got up, and somehow... He doesn't seem to have recovered his ''mask''. He still seems... Off guards ?
Now, for exemple, he seems to care about wether you meant it or not.
Although, usually, je always havd the same answer for whatever you say.

You are about to unleash ''No ! I didn't !'', when you saw his worried expression.

... Is that even still Scaramouche ?

You'd feel bad to say that...

...

- Well, whatever.
You curl up a bit more in his arms, hoping he'd drop the subject.

Scaramouche looks a bit longer at you, and then starts walking in direction of your room.

When you're here, he gently puts you in your bed.
As always, you're thanking the archons that you aren't in physical contact with him anymore.

You sit in a more convenient position, and look at him.
He sat on the edge of the bed, barely looking at you.

He's showing you his back, so you can't see his face.
You lean in to try to see it... But as you do, he gets up.

- Good nightw he says, heading out.

Good night ?
But it's 4 pm ?

...

Does that mean he won't come anymore ?

You walk to your window.
The afternoon tea table's sits are empty.
... You forgot about Alina !
Well, although, she seems to not have forgotten about herself, and went away...

Aah, you feel sorry for her.

If it was awkward for you to flirt with Scara, then how was it for her ?

You laugh slightly while apologizing to her in your mind, and get back to your bed.
You fall like a potato couch.

What was that just now ?

Scaramouche was acting weird.

You just wish he could stay as defendless as he was earlier...

But well.
You should stop daydreaming.

You get up.
He won't stay like this forever.
Tomorrow, the battle will continue.

You ready yourself.

--- End Of The Chapter ---