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kazuha cradles scaramouche — who was sleeping in a state of distress — in his arms, smiling softly as the tears run down the lethargic, indigo-haired boys face. “my love, if there’s anything that i can do, to stop you feeling like this, tell me. i’d kill anyone for you, just to put a smile on that precious face of yours.”
the sleepy boy opens his eyes and gazes at the crimson eyed wanderer. “..anything?” he whispers, small sniffles leaving his nose. “anything, my beautiful dove.” kazuha says, stroking scaramouche’s cheek with the back of his fingers.
scaramouche sits up slowly - still drowsy from his snooze. he straddles kazuha’s lap and faces his lover, admiring his ethereal face. god, he looked so beautiful. the way his eyes shimmered like diamonds. the way his lips curved into a small smile. he was absolutely breathtaking.
kazuha unexpectedly kisses scaramouche’s forehead. the ex-fatui harbinger stared in shock at the platinum blonde boy, his mouth making an “o” shape. scaramouche felt loved and appreciated whenever he was with the samurai.
they both smiled at eachother and leaned in for a deep kiss. soft lips pressed against each other, time froze as they share and cherish the feeling of passion and intimacy. kazuha breaks the kiss, and they both stare at eachother, smiling.
“you know how much i love you, right kazuha?” scaramouche said, - the tears which he shed in his sleep drying on his pale but rosy cheeks. he hugged kazuha in a tight embrace.
kazuha chuckled and played with scaramouche’s short indigo hair, “my sweet blossom, you don’t need to ask that question. ever since the day you first held my hand, i felt your warmth travel through me. i only need you, ever.”
sleepy scarlet orbs met half-lidded lethargic indigo eyes, and their lips met for a chaste kiss.
“..lost child of autumn, i love you..so…” kazuha assumed the kiss lulled scaramouche to sleep as the fair beauty rested. as his head rested on kazuha’s chest, the poet used his hand to thread his slender fingers through the thin silky strands of hair. kazuha pecked the wanderer’s temple with his lips and formed a loving smile.
“lost child of ei, i love you too.”