#ianira

;;scaramouche!

warning : not proofread!

you have never been the type to attend social gatherings. you would rather stay home and be in the comfort of your bed than socialise. your boyfriend, scaramouche, on the other hand always had some fancy event to attend to. being one of the harbingers, he always had to be there when the fatui held a gathering.

normally, you'd say no to going with him and he'd always understand but this time he really wanted you to go with him. he wanted to be with you. and since he always understood you whenever you said you wanted to stay home, you figured that there was no harm in going to this event to make up for always making him go alone before. i mean— it's just an event and you could probably tolerate the amount of people there for a few hours. nothing could go wrong, right?

wrong. an hour into the event and you already felt exhausted. drained.

you looked around the huge room, eyeing everyone around you as you fiddled with your fingers, trying to steady your breathing. it was overwhelming. you could hear everyone speaking at the same time, you could smell all the perfume and cologne everyone around you was wearing. the lights seemed a little brighter. you could feel the way your fingers touched each other, you felt too many things touching you. your clothes , your hair, your own skin.

scaramouche noticed you fidgeting and anxiously looking around as if you wanted to run out of there.

"what's wrong with you?" he whispered as he placed a hand on your shoulder. he's never been the best with words.

you only shrugged and looked down, not wanting to interrupt the conversation that he was having just a few moments ago. scaramouche sighs and gently takes your hand, guiding you to another room that was just outside they event's. as he shut the door behind him, you couldn't help but sigh in relief.

"are you okay?" scaramouche asked. you looked down. you stayed silent for a few moments, not knowing if you wanted to make a big deal out of this. after awhile, you shook your head 'no'. you expected him to get upset at you. to get mad because you rarely attended the events he goes to and this is how you act when you do.

but no. you felt him stand beside you and open his arms. you looked up at him, a bit confused.

"may i?"

you nodded and leaned in, letting him wrap his arms around you as you buried your face in his chest. you felt your breathing get lighter already. scaramouche gently pat your head as he let you hide away from the world in his arms.

"thank you." you whispered.

scaramouche only smiled as he kept his arms wrapped around you.