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as per usual, you stood there in front of your frontyard, patiently waiting for your friend. normally, it would have been the other way around, yet you didn‘t mind as he was always the one who had to wait for you. taking out your smartphone to busy yourself, scaras mother opens the door.

,,ah, darling! im glad to see you here. you’re waiting for kuni, aren‘t you? he said something about some sort of band practice. he was in such a rush, he completely forgot about his lunch. you don‘t mind giving it to him for me don‘t you?‘‘

you nod, gently taking the lunch box and placing it into your school bag. waiting for him would be useless now, so you decide to walk to school by yourself. you can‘t help but let out a small sigh, why didn‘t he bother to tell you anything?

of course, he isn‘t obligiated to share every little thought of his, but as close friends it would have been nice to know. you always tell him everything that‘s on your mind. ...well somewhat. there‘s one little secret you haven‘t let him on about, maybe one day you will.

lost in your thoughts, you‘ve already arrived at your school gates. rushing the stairs, with the lunch box in your bag, you head towards the club room. arriving infront of the door of said room you reach for its handle, abruptly stopping when you hear familiar voices.

peeking through the window you see scaramouche playing random notes on his guitar, an annoyed visage on his face. ,,where the hell is he? i didn‘t just ditch y/n and forget my lunch at home for him to come late to practice.‘‘ 

,,mh, he probably got stopped by those girls again, y‘know the ones a year under us? don‘t even get why he‘s so popular to begin with. he‘s literally just a himbo who barely passes his classes‘‘, rosalyne replies.

she was the main vocalist of the band, also known as la signora.

after scaramouche huffed and rolled his eyes, slightly amused by her joke, she continued. 

,,also, i meant to ask about that y/n person you were speaking about. what‘s your relationship to them? she comes to all of our reherseals and concerts. if you ask me, it seems like she has a thing for you.‘‘

gripping your bag tighter, you feel you tummy swirling. was it this obvious? you only went to the concerts because he asked you to. curious, you lean towards the door more. what will his answer be? your heart can‘t stop beating, though it‘s unknown about the pain it‘s about to feel.

scrolling on his phone, scaramouche was awaiting his friend in the club room. even if he forgot his lunch, he would just watch his friend eat. though, he didn’t mind, his friend usually talked a lot anyways. and even if he always states otherwise, he genuinely enjoyed listening to their chatter.

suddenly the club door opens and scaramouche takes a glance to the door. it was his class- and bandmate ajax, or also known as tartaglia. with two lunches in his hand, he walked up to the speakerboxes scaramouche was sitting on, taking a seat right next to him.

,,ah, i knew i’d find you here! what’s up scaramouche?’’

,,what the hell are you doing here?’’

,,don’t be so skeptical, i just came to bring you your lunch. it’s not poisoned, i swear!’’

,,where did you even get it from? i thought i forgot it at home.’’

,,oh, a lil‘ cutie handed it me this morning! forgot her name, but she was really cute!’’

,,talking about this morning, where where you? if you don’t take the band serious i will-’’

head perking up, tartaglia sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. ,,ah, sorry man. i overslept a bit this morning, ‘n when i was dropping something off in our classroom, i bumped into said girlie. and guess what, i even asked them out on a date after school today!’’ scaramouche rolled his eyes.

talking about after school, even if scara hates to admit, he couldn‘t wait to see you again. though he didn‘t show it, he weirdly felt a huge disappointment when he saw ajax enter the room, instead of you. but it‘s okay, you were just busy. because, there is no way you would purposely leave him, right?

the door opens with a loud thud. you slightly shriek and perk up, while looking scaramouche directly in the eye. ,,hurry up and let‘s head home.‘‘ before you can answer he already went ahead, leaving you with no other choice than to follow him. 

arriving at the gate, where scaramouche was waiting for you, you stop quickly to catch your breath.

,,scaramouche, i..‘‘

,,we can‘t walk home together.‘‘

,,excuse me? ..stop playing with me y/n. c‘mon, you‘ve wasted enough time already. let‘s go—‘‘

,,im serious, scara. we can‘t walk home together. i‘m busy.‘‘

,,y/n!! ahh, did you wait too long? when i came to pick you up in your classroom you weren‘t—‘‘

taking a glance into the direction of the school entrance, a familiar ginger catches his eye. what was he supposed to do here? and why was he picking you up in your classroom? 

,,yo, scara! y‘know y/n or something?‘‘

and guess what, i even asked them out on a date after school today!

no.. it can‘t be.. was the date tartagia mentioned.. you? 

,,scaramouche, if you don‘t mind.. we‘re going to go now.‘‘

of course he minded. he didn‘t want you to spend time with anyone else. he didn‘t want you to walk home with someone else. his mind filled with images of you soon spending your lunch time with tartaglia, and not him. you walking home with tartaglia, instead of him.

but he couldn‘t speak up. he just stood there, watching you turn your back on him. tartaglia waved at him, before hurrying with you, taking your bag and throwing it over his shoulder. 

what is this feeling? why is he so bothered? he shouldn‘t be. you‘re only friends, right?

slowly he headed home, his mind still processing what happened. the way back home felt weirdly empty, so cold. he realised how often you both spent time together. eating lunch or walking home without you just felt.. different. he sighed. ,,damn it.‘‘

it was morning. a wonderful morning infact. you had woken up just in time, and had your favourite breakfast! it was a wonderful day indeed! well, if it wasn‘t for the person you we‘re trying to so desperately avoid, caging you right inbetween your arms.

,,scara? i.. what are you doing here, .. right infront of my door?‘‘

,,making sure you don‘t leave.‘‘

,,but, we need to get to school..‘‘

,,y/n, you… ugh, damn it.!‘‘ he moves his head to the side, trying to stop the red flush creep up his face. his hot breath fanning against your ear, was not helping you with your racing heart either.

,,y/n, i know we spent a lot of time together.. and i know i‘m not the best of friend. but please..‘‘

he turned his head back to your face, inching a bit closer, making the pink tint on his cheeks and ears clear and visible. and even if it only was a split second, it felt like time was standing still, for only you and him. ,,stay with me, yeah?‘‘

,,but.. am i not unneccessarily clingy and such an annoyance? and not to mention incredibely noisy?‘‘

,,..what, where did you get that from?‘‘

,,yesterday.. during your band reherseal with signora..‘‘

,,huh? what, i.. no, just.. forget that alright! i didn‘t mean anything of that, yeah?! and is that the reason you went out with ajax.? because you believed my stupid words.? ugh, this is getting too complicated! just go out with me instead of him alright!‘‘

he put his hands into yours, holding them so fondly as if you‘d break at any given moment. looking him in the eyes, you reply cheery and almost crying. ,,i thought you‘d never ask.‘‘ but what he didn‘t know was that all this time, is that during your and tartaglia‘s date, you had always wanted him to be by your side.