"Met you through a suicide..." || kazuscara || modern au

"Weird..."

After that scaramouche scrambled off threw himself onto the couch to call it a night
He woke up to most his stuff from home standing there before him
Kazuha was beside it dragging more things to it

"What are you doing-?"
Scaramouche looked at him groggily

"Ok so while you were asleep and your "family"
Was asleep since I couldn't exactly sleep I took it as a opportunity to get your stuff for you I know it may seem weird but I know what stuff was more valuable to you so I just grabbed those and the necessities for you"
Kazuha blushed slightly and looked away towards the wall to avoid eye contact in the flustered state he was in

Scaramouche shrugged his shoulders in response "whatever, thanks I guess"
He dropped himself back into the couch and went back to sleep

Kazuha internally screamed his face somewhat red as he got back to unpacking his car

A few hours later

"Scara come on...wa...up.... Fine you leave me no choice than...."
Scaramouche than felt a cold sensation in his shirt so he adjusted himself he was no directly laying on top of it

His eyes wideneed as he jolted up and began acting like monkey on crack waving all over the place to get rid of the cold sensation on his back he did not succeed...
He threw off his shirt and flung it
Watching as the ice flew away with the shirt

Kazuha burst into laughter at such sight
Scaramouche turned red in embarrassment glaring at kazuha

Scaramouche crossed his arms huffed and looked away
His pride obviously hurting
Kazuha watched as he acted like a angry chihuahua that got its favorite toy taken away
He had a smile form on his face watching scara

"Stop staring..."
Scara turned even more red from embarrassment due to the fact he was shirtless now

"Why?"

"Im nothing to look at, look at me and this body of mine...." scara looked down in shame
But he was shook when he felt arms wrap around him and the couch cushions moving due to the weight being pushed more behind scara causing him to fly back a bit into kazuhas arms

"Your more than you realize your not fat, no one really is your gorgeous scaramouche i can't wait for you to realize that, you are absolutely amazing to look at your beauty is amazing to watch, a single glimpse of you sets me on fire
Your amazing beautiful and I hate to see those cuts on your arm it hurts me more than they hurt you dear"
Kazuha gently rubbed scaras cuts with one hand as he whispered this into his ears while hugging him with the other as his head rested on kazuhas shoulder

Scaramouches eyes widened and he felt a blush rush across his cheeks as he felt a slight breeze from a open window his hair moving gracefully in the slight wind
He felt a single tear Run down his face
And he didn't feel the same pain he usually felt
His cuts didn't hurt as much due to kazuhas hand caressing it his mind felt more at ease and peaceful due to his quiet whispers nearly as loud as the wind passing through the apartment
He felt... Loved... For once

Even tho kazuha wasn't saying a thing anymore and is now just holding him
Scaramouche didn't want this moment to end
He wanted to be held like this forever
He didn't care for anything else in the world he just wanted this and this alone

He'll admit
Hes grown attached due to these few moments alone
It meant the world to him that he had someone say such things to him
To not shame him curse at him
Tell him how he's...different in such ways

Hes never really been stable
He spent his whole life trying to live up to his sister
He was always compared to her trying to be her cause that's what he was told to do
It was never "good for you scaramouche" it was
"Be more like raiden scaramouche"

He remember crying at night because of this
He grew up faster than other kids he matured at a young age and was never able to have a normal childhood

He longed for a day in which he may be able to reverse that or talk to his younger self to provide the comfort he never recieved as a young one he wants to fix this
But now it seems he finally got that comfort in the least expected situation

He slowly turned around burrying his head into kazuhas chest
Sobbing quietly
Kazuha smiled and wrapped his arms around his back letting him let out quite sobs into his chest kazuha continued caressing the bandages on his forearm

Kazuha was warm to scaramouche and with a breeze passing through and him being shirtless because of a fucking icecube he snuggled against kazuhas body comfortably and ended falling asleep

Kazuha watched as the young boy quietly drifted off into a sleep
Peacefully
He never knew that
scaramouche would ever feel
safe enough to do so especially with kazuha
"Maybe he doesn't remember?"

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A/N

I know this chapter is kinda short but it's getting somewhat late for me it's like nearly 2 am and it's been a very dramatic week for me
And if some of you may be asking
"How do you know what it feels like for sibling comparison or growing up at a early age"
Or
"What do you know about trauma PTSD and self-harm"

I may not be a professional of mental health but I have lived through all these and still do
So I may not be a professional of the sort but I most certainly can provide the realism of the situation from my own personal experiences and I apologize if anything of this chapter may have triggered some of you I tried my best with the warnings in story description and I know some people don't exactly read description or author note as well

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