-3 days later-
Scaramouche finally was awoken by nurses detaching the tubes and machines from his arms.
"Please, sir. Take these pills for the next week and come visit a week after if possible."
The last words he heard from the hospital before he hurriedly left.
It was raining and warm, the rain was almost hot, so it was pleasant.
The humid air slightly blew into his face, causing him to shiver.
He walked through the rain, thinking.
When he kinda left Signora for another friend hurt.
Sure, he was still at home hanging out with her but not as much.
His phone was dead, and Ajax paid his hospital bills a day before.
He forgot to come in and say Hi, despite wanting to.
Why?
Scaramouche continued strolling, as he began to zone out.
His body ached in pain, that he ignored.
His mind was pacing through thoughts.
He was already in a state of panic.
He saw the same bridge he jumped off of, the same bridge him and Childe hid under.
He began breathing shakily and suddenly started laughing.
Laughing at freaking out over such a dumb thing.
He loved being alone, he always did.
He smiled when he remembered how he used to play games with himself as a child.
The rain soaked his clothes fully, his hair was wet and he was a far distance away from his last destination.
When he finally reached the coffee shop where Ajax used to work.
He walked down the street as he pulled out his phone, which was probably damaged from all the water.
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Ajax
Scar: can I come to your house? im soaked and it's closer to where I am
Ajax: please don't tell me you walked all the way here
Scar: I did
Ajax: it's a 20 minute walk and it's pouring outside
Scar: but can I?
Ajax: please do, don't get sick
Scar: alr loser
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He walked down the streets, every car driving by was blinding.
The humid hot air and warmth were quite unpleasant now, unlike when he first left the colder place.
He soon approached the house.
Not knowing who was awake, or asleep, or who not disturb he texted Childe yet again.
As Childe noticed the text, he replied back.
My Siblings are home, but they're playing just dance in the living room lol so just walk in
He opened the heavy, polished door.
His siblings were clearly unbothered.
Maybe because Dottore was always coming in.
"Scaramouche!" Teucer yelled when he saw.
He ran to Scaramouche, giving him a big hug.
"Oh- hey Teucer" He nervously said.
Tonia was staring at him as teucer excitedly jumped, waiting for him to get his shoes off.
"Hey Tonia." He raised his hand to say hello.
"Why are you soaked? What even happened?" Tonia asked
"I just decided to walk here and forgot an umbrella.." he replied.
"Brother has been talking about you to his friend earlier! And when it reminded me, I really~ wanted you to come over! It's so fun when you're here-"
Teucer went on a happy rant as Scaramouche zoned out whilst untying his laces.
"That's great, bud. Now..uh, go have some fun!" He tried smiling.
"Okay!!" Teucer sprinted back to the TV, where Tonia could be seen already playing a song.
Scaramouche walked past them, into the elevator.
Climbing the stairs may have hurt, so taking the elevator would be far more efficient.
A soft female voice spoke again.
The elevator rose at the click of the button.
He waited about 20 seconds until the elevator door finally opened again.
Childe was sat at his chair, skimming through his old emails.
Scaramouche walked through the closet, and behind Childe.
He walked right past him, into the bathroom.
Ajax noticed him, calling out his name.
He came out with a towel drying his hair.
"Scaramouche!" Childe smiled.
"Can I change?" Scaramouche asked.
"Yeah, go for it." Childe replied.
His hands danced around the keyboard as he began filling out a long form.
Scaramouche walked back to the closet, sliding his shirt off.
Ajax stared at his back, remembering.
"Oh, shit your bandages are probably all wet." Childe pointed out, his tone got quieter.
"Are you staring at my body?" He asked in an odd tone, as if he were offended.
Childe stayed silent for a moment before raising his leg up to his chest on his chair.
He smiled as he spoke
"I mean, you do have a nice waist." Childe laughed
Scaramouche quickly turned back, alarmed.
He began changing his clothing.
Ajax turned away and continued writing.
Scaramouche sighed as he changed.
He felt tired again. After all, all he did at the hospital was sleep or use his phone.
He finished getting dry clothing on, sweatpants and a shirt with a random group band on it.
He walked out of the closet and walked towards Childe.
His footsteps could be heard, the floor however wasn't creaky.
Scaramouche looked at Ajax for a moment.
He sighed and rolled his eyes, motioning for him to stand up.
Ajax stood up, confused.
"Scaramouche do y-"
He was interrupted by a hug from Scaramouche, quite gentle unlike when he talks.
Ajax quickly responded to the action.
He wrapped his hand around Scaramouche's shoulder and put his other hand on the back of his head.
Scaramouche adjusted his head up and down, rubbing into his chest.
"Sorry, I missed you a bit." Scaramouche said as he kept hugging him, his words slightly muffled.
"It's alright, I missed you too." Ajax smiled.
Scaramouche looked up with a strange expression, squinting at him, without any expression.
He pushed him away, gently before walking back away to Ajax's bed.
He sat down, then began sliding down to lie there.
Ajax watched him do so, as he sat back down.
He again put his one leg up and his arms under his head.
He reminded him a lot of a cat..
It's "pet me" one second and it's "get the hell away from me" the next.
Now he just casually went to go sleep..
He didn't blame him, however.
Regarding his situation.
"Do you want me to go make you proper food?" Childe asked
"I wanna sleep and I don't want to drive home." Scaramouche said
"Then we can go set up downstairs." He replied
"No, I'm too tired for that. Can't you be fucking generous and let me sleep here for once?" Scaramouche said, eyes closed and laying motionless.
"Fine then, tell me if you want anything. I'll be working on something here." Childe stated
"Wait..what are you working on?" Scaramouche asked, opening his eyes.
"Just..an essay." Childe replied.
"What? You're still in school?" Scaramouche squinted
"No, no..it's to apply for another job, except I suck at writing these." He replied
"Hey Ajax..could you drive me to Kazuha's house later..?" He asked, repositioning himself.
"Who's Kazuha?" Ajax asked
"He's been my friend since elementary, you know the quiet, blonde kid who wrote poems to Yoimiya all the time?" He answered.
"Who's yoimiya..?" Ajax asked, again.
"Forget it..you wouldn't know." Scaramouche hissed.
Scaramouche twitched as he began falling asleep.
As soon as Ajax confirmed Scaramouche wouldn't wake up, he pulled up a tab.
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Zhongli♥︎
Zhon: Hey, so are we still going to that restaurant tomorrow night?♥︎
Chil: Of course, how could I forget?;)
Zhon: aha, I know you wouldn't.
Zhon: I'm not getting paid until next week though, would you mind paying?
Chil: of course I'll pay for you♥︎
Zhon: see you at 9♥︎
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