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◢◤◢◤◢◤ SCARAMOUCHE POV !
Am I seriously doing this right now? Scaramouche asked himself. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, tilting his head to the side. A song Y/N had sent him, ironically called Monday— maybe that's why Y/N had suggested it— played from his phone. He had to admit, he wouldn't listen to it regularly. He wouldn't of clicked play if it hadn't of been from you— but it reminded him if you, so it let it play. On repeat. For the entire time he spent getting ready.
You are my Monday.
He spent much longer than usual this morning. The awareness of the lack of time after school between picking you up and going to where he planned, the out of nowhere need to impress you. Scaramouche had never cared for the opinions of anyone, but if you told him you hated purple, he would get rid of all the purple he owned and never see the color the same way again.
You're the best day of the week.
Just look at the way he reacted when you said you preferred Mondays. Suddenly, it was his favorite, too.
So underrated and a brand new start.
A brand new start. Was that what this was? His relationship with you, his newfound... friendships, though he wasn't sure he could call it that, and the old grudges settled, was it all a brand new start for Scaramouche?
Archons, just stop thinking. He told himself, picking up his phone and getting in the car.
◢◤◢◤◢◤ YOUR POV !
"Will you tell me what the plan is now?" You asked the second you got into Scaramouche's car. At the same time, you took the auxiliary cord to play your favorite song.
"Nope." Scaramouche replied.
"Why not? That's not fantabulous."
"Fantabulous?"
"Itto taught Childe, who taught me. Fantabulously."
"...Can I unteach you?"
You laughed, "That's what I said to Childe! But no, you just have to embrace it. Accept this is me now."
"I don't think I will."
"Okay, be lame then."
group message: shino🅱️oo's 🅱️itches
(yoi_miya, u/n, missfrostflake, thomahawk, kazuhaha, and 7 others)
u/n
we never did figure out how
many ppl can fit into one gc
yoi_miya
GOOD REMINDER ‼️
i hgae no more friends to
add im sad
u/n
i think CHILDE has smn toadd
tartagalicious
ARE WE BACK ON THIS
BS AGAIN???? 😞
missfrostflake
Add add add!!
arataki_yeetto
childe🥺😳 do u have a...
another bro??
tomotomo
Don't brokeep dude, uncool
u/n
yeah bro🙄
thomahawk
Not a good look😬
tartagalicious
IM NOT BROKEEPING
omg fine
tartagalicious added zhongli12345
yoi_miya
HZONGLI?????????
omgmgofBJIGIHI
ZHONGLI!! HI!
u/n
🤭🤭
zhongli12345
Hello, Yoimiya
Oh, and Y/N
Wow, there is a lot of
people here
kuyooo_sara
That was the goal, I believe.
arataki_yeetto
YEAH NEW BRO😈
zhongli12345
Hello, Yeetto
u/n
YEETTO 😭😭
arataki_yeetto
no im ITTO!!
its ok tho bro i get it
shinoboo
ignore itto and everything he
says. its for the best
u/n
this is true^
zhongli12345
Oh, alright, then
arataki_yeetto
UR ALL BROKEEPING WTF
tomotomo
L + ratio 🫶
we need more
u/n
oh boyuhh
tartagalicious
heyyy y/n 🤭
rmemebrr heizou??? from
affinity day?
u/n
yesir
tartagalicious
found his profile im adding
tartagalicious added hellozou
hellozou
Hello
yoi_miya
HELLO
u/n
heiozu!!
Before you knew it, Scaramouche parked in a spot in front of your school. "Are you still free after school?" He asked.
"Uh, let me check with my people." You said, and waved goodbye. Except you forgot to tell him yes.
private messages (scaramoucheee, u/n)
u/n
so i midiot 🫶
i forgott o say yes i am
scaramoucheee
i figured
u/n
can i know what we r foing now
scaramoucheee
no
u/n
imams ay that u kidnapped me
again😡
scaramoucheee
okay
u/n
MAN😞
Without warning, someone came up and linked arms with you and started talking. None other than, of course, Yoimiya. Once you got over the initial shock, you laughed and listened to her joke.
"So, a guy is driving along, but then his car breaks down." Yoimiya starts, "A monk from a nearby monastery finds him and is all like Hey, dude, we can fix your car. It'll take one night but we can also give you a place to sleep. This dude is like Yeah, okay, sure. So, they go back to the monastery, they start work on his car, guy goes to bed.
"Well, later that night, the guy wakes up to some weird noises in the basement. He goes to investigate but he can't find anything. In the morning, he asks the monk Yo, what was that? And the monk's like, Sorry, I can't tell you, you aren't a monk.
"The dude shrugs and leaves in his car. A few days, a few weeks, a few months down the line, and the guy is driving down the same street in the same car and it breaks down again. The same monk finds him and he's like Hey, I remember you. Come on back, we can fix your car and you can stay the night. So, he goes back. He goes to sleep, but then he wakes up to the same weird noises. He goes to investigate again, but he doesn't find anything. The next morning, he asks the monk, and the monk says Sorry, I can't tell you, you aren't a monk.
"So the dude's had enough, he says Okay, what do I have to do to become a monk. And the monk tells him, Go and count every single blade of grads and every grain of sand. Only then are you a monk.
"And the dude does it. He travels the world for years and years, and he returns to the monastery, says There are this many blades of grass and grains of sand. Now tell me, what are those noises?
"The monk nods, and leads him down to a hallway with a steel door. It's locked, the dude asks for the key, the monk gives it to him. Another door, locked, asks for the key, gets it. And on and on, through iron, ruby, sapphire, emerald, cor lapis. Until, eventually, the dude discovers the source of the noise.
"And I bet you're wondering what it is, right?" Yoimiya asked you.
"I mean, yeah." You said.
"Sorry, I can't tell you, you aren't a monk."
You physically stopped. Huh? All the while, Yoimiya had led you to your first class and started walking to hers, her messy ponytail bobbing up and down with each step. You could only imagine the cheery grin on her face.
private messages (yoi_miya, u/n)
u/n
SO??! WHAT ONOSIES?
yoi_miya
I CANT RELL U
UR NOT MONK
u/n
FFFFFFUCK
yoi_miya
ask itto he taught me the
joke🫶🫶
private messages (arataki_yeetto, u/n)
u/n
WHAT WERE THE NOISES IN
THE MONSASTERY??
arataki_yeetto
i cant tell ur not monk‼️
does this mean yoimiya is
spreading the good word??
or thoma????
u/n
THSNIS NOT GSPEL
hwta r noises
arataki_yeetto
spread the good word and
u can find out 🫶🫶😈
u/n
FUCK
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yoi_miya : @ u/n isnt a monk btw
u/n : ur hot but that wasnt nice😡🤬
shinoboo : i love being blessed
It took twenty minutes— ten more than usual— for Scaramouche to pick you up after school. You counted each one, down to the second, a feeble attempt to distract yourself. You were nervous, you were excited, you were all sorts of things, all at once.
You were also... nostalgic. Nearing the end of your senior year, it was bound to happen.
You started the year single, pining over something unrequited, you still had Yoimiya, but not in the way you were now. And now here you were, at the end.
You had your first kiss, first weird stalker guy, first going to the store at midnight for goldfish and instant mashed potatoes. First pseudo-kidnapping, first date. It was a year of firsts at the same time it was your year of lasts.
Your last day at high school neared. Your last first day. Your last fall break, winter break. Okay, maybe don't think about that part. You told yourself.
First kiss. You thought about that part instead.
Scaramouche seemed just as surprised as you were when he kissed you, even more when you left. And then even more when he kissed you again. It was an emotional rollercoaster. The second you stepped off of his front step, you wished you hadn't. That night, you decided you wouldn't leave again. That night, you decided you wanted to stay.
Pseudo-kidnapping... It wasn't the highlight of your life, but reflecting on it made you laugh.
Rosalyne Lohefalter was becoming one of your closest friends, a ride or die, and yet, with one seventeen minute car ride with the same stupid song on repeat, it was all destroyed. You didn't forgive her, you wouldn't, but it was funny.
It was meant to separate you and Scaramouche, but the event only drew you closer. It only helped you figure out who was a friend and who was a foe.
In a way, you had to thank her.
Your thoughts came to an abrupt halt when Scaramouche's car stopped in front of you.
"Okay, now can you tell me?" You asked.
"Nope."
You sighed dramatically. At the same time, you noticed Scaramouche only driving with one hand, the other resting in his lap. On an impulse, you took his free hand and intertwined your fingers.
He glanced at you, but you didn't say anything, and neither did he.
The drive was quiet, aside from the soft music playing from the radio on your part. You watched as the scenery changed from downtown Inazuma City, to the rolling hills of the suburbs, the wild ocean as it crashed against the shore. You wondered where you were going, and still couldn't tell by the time he stopped the car.
You were parked by the shore. Once you stepped out of the car, you were met with soft sand instead of solid ground. Guess I should start counting the sand, then, to be a monk. You found your inner voice quite amusing.
You two began walking down the beach. At some point, his hand found yours again. Or maybe yours found his. Right now, you weren't so sure.
He led you to a secluded corner of the shoreline, a place nearly surrounded by trees and already illuminated by torches taller than you. This alone was already beautiful, already a moment you didn't want to end. But the sun had just began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky an astonishing array of colors as day became night, and that made it all the more enchanting.
You only separated when you came to a picnic bench and sat on opposite sides.
"You really— wow, this is a lot." You weren't sure how to process the scene. You waited to wake up, to be shown this wasn't real, but no such thing came. This was reality.
"Too much?" Scaramouche said.
"Not enough, actually." You answered with a smile.
"Good."
Scaramouche opened a picnic basket you hadn't notcied. Or maybe he just made it appear out of thin air, you weren't certain and you wouldn't put it past him. He took out several takeout boxes. "Since I'm not the best cook..." He handed you one with your name written on it in his handwriting.
"If you said this was all homemade, I'd believe you."
"Tell that to the guy from Uyuu who made it."
The rest of the meal was enjoyed in silence as night drew closer. You enjoyed the moments like these, in your relationship. Words were never necessary with Scaramouche, just simple things. You liked it, when there was nothing to say, it didn't feel awkward and conversation didn't feel forced.
You found yourself starting to reminisce again, until there were footsteps behind you and a silhouette stumbled out of the bushes.
"Okay— okay," A silhouette with Childe's voice, "I'm tired watching you guys eat, which one's mine?" He asked. Scaramouche merely rolled his eyes and pushed one of the unopened boxes towards him. "Can I give Yoimiya the cue now?"
Scaramouche looked at the sky, "Yeah, sure."
"You, go on that side." Childe nudged you.
"Okay...?" You obliged, though reluctantly, but were never one to say no to sitting next to Scaramouche.
After you were situated, you heard Tartaglia stand up and... caw? Like a bird? "What the fuck was that?" Scaramouche asked.
"The signal, duh."
No one spoke, no one moved. A few brief seconds later, there was rustling from the trees in front of you and Yoimiya appeared, a streak of dirt across her face and a few leaves caught in her hair. "Any minute now!" She rushed to sit next to Childe, "Hey, idiots, turn around." She waved at Scaramouche and you.
"Yes ma'am." You nodded. You used the tabletop as a backrest and watched the first firework fly up.
Huh? You looked back at Yoimiya, who's eyes were focused on the sky and Childe, who focused on his food, and then Scaramouche, who looked at you.
"You planned all of this?" You whispered.
He shrugged, "Yoimiya volunteered. Childe is like a parasite."
"Am not." Childe responded through a mouth full of noodles.
You went back to watching the firework show. It was short, but it was spectacular. Something about it just reminded you of Scaramouche, and Yoimiya, and a little bit of Childe, maybe because he managed to be exceptionally louder than the booms of the fireworks above.
After the last firework, the grand finale, exploded in a brilliant burst of purple mixed with your favorite color, Scaramouche got your attention.
He leaned in close, and whispered.
"I love you too."
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(a/n) i didnt mean to publish this at 4 in the damn morning but hey here we are.
this marks the end of overthinker. thats crazy. i never expected this to become as popular as it did. i mean, i hoped, but didn't expect anything. i cant believe im typing this right now. we did it broskis, we did it. i managed to put myself out there. i'll be honest, as i wrote this, it gave me confidence. it made me feel good in my capabilities as a writer. reading every single comment (yes i read every single aika hate comment) just inspired me to keep writing and not scrap this project.
i've met so many amazing people because of this account, namely the entirety of the naijmi fan club server. i've realized hey, im not the only degenerate who enjoys this. im not alone, and thats the thing i'll be the most grateful for.
mannnn i hate being sappy and shit, so im not going to cry, but i'll say one last thing;
i love you all (/p), even those who gave up after the prelude, even the aika haters, even the ones that asked why tf y/n left in chapter 14. i love this story and i hope to make many more. (shameless promo for my xiao & kazuha fics specifically 🐙) take care of yourself and remember, im ur number one fan
sincerely,
aris
ALSO THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL EVENTUALLY AT SOME POINT WITH THEIR SHENANIGANS IN LIYUE 😈😈😈 i'll be back then, u cant escape me forever, losers.