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Fatui (extracurricular)
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10:37 am
scaramouche
i actually confessed to him
signora
you lots owe me 10k mora pay up
childe
BRO I THOUGHT HE'D WAIT UNTIL
GRADUATION WHAT THE HELL
dottore
congratulations, scaramouche
i didn't actually think you'd have it
in you, but oh well
arlecchino
To be fair, you all might be jealous because
he found love.
Unlike some people who are still rotting as
disappointments.
sandrone
bitch that better not be targeted
arlecchino
You want to go, number seven?
childe
hey count me in!
signora
ignoring them all, how are you and that
alatus boy doing?
i dont mean to be caring, im just nosy
scaramouche
he's sleeping in my arms rn lol
[sent an attachment]
dottore
yuckies 😹😹😹
scaramouche
shut up u're js jealous cs u didnt get to shove
your tongue down a 10/10's throat
childe
WHAT
DID U TWO MAKEOUT BEFORE XIAO
SLEPT LMFAO
arlecchino
People usually go on dates before
reaching that line of intimacy, Balladeer.
scaramouche
🤷🤷🥱🥱
i waited for 3 yrs tho
sandrone
because you were a fucking pussy💀💀
you're lucky xiao moved on from his crush
on lumine after she came out liking girls
childe
wait he had a crush on her?
signora
you didnt know? you're the
second most acquainted with him from the fatui
but honestly, i dont blame you. he's always
been the quiet type
dottore
why'd you even fall for him lmao
scaramouche
maybe bc he has basic human decency, unimaginable
kindness despite coming off as distant, great emotional
awareness, non-judgemental, and not suffocating to be
with???
and also bc he's pretty unlike ygs
uglies🤡🤡🤡
signora
u got me missing him lol
arlecchino
I demand your pardon.
sandrone
absolutely disgusting
scaramouche
lmao cant be me
points and laughs
childe
HAH
wait no i miss him too
signora
u miss my fiance?
scaramouche
aint nobody want ur deceased boyfriend dawg☠️☠️
childe
FOUL LMFAO
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Scaramouche stared at the overflowing messages in their group chat, baffled but mildly amused at the sheer stupidity.
But the low rumble on his throat from chuckling caused Xiao to sir and flutter his eyes open, because his head was on the other's chest. "...mngh..."
"Ah, sorry about that," the indigo-haired murmured, placing a gentle but firm kiss on the teal-haired's forehead. "Go back to sleep."
They were in the university dorms. Scaramouche ended up this predicament where Xiao is sleeping on top of him with his cheek squished against the older's chest, both of their arms wrapped around each other's waists.
Scaramouche shifted just to place his phone on the nightstand beside the bed, but Xiao tightened his arms around him as if the indigo-haired was going to leave.
"Easy, I'm not going anywhere." His voice shook with mirth, forefinger twirling with the two-toned strands of the (slightly) smaller male. "So clingy and for what..."
"You were the one who confessed first." Xiao grumbled against Scaramouche's hoodie. "Ranted, too."
"You're insufferable," the indigo-haired lightly tugged on a lock of hair, causing Xiao to softly hiss and hit him on the small of his back.
"Asshole," was what he was about to spit out.
But with Scaramouche softly pressing his lips against Xiao's in a breath of a kiss, how could he still talk?
Especially when the other man got bold and kept a firm grip on the back of Xiao's head, keeping him in place as they exhaled in each other's mouths. Scaramouche's thumb lazily traced circles on the skin of Xiao's back where his shirt had ridden up, dangerously close to his rear.
"How bold you've gotten," the teal-haired frowned, yet didn't try to move away.
The other man merely smirked against his mouth. "But you're enjoying it, aren't you?"
A bold flick of his tongue between Xiao's lips.
A tightened grip on Scaramouche's hoodie.
What was supposed to be an afternoon of sleeping ended up in the two lazily making out.
"It's weird how natural it is for me to just shove my tongue down your throat." Scaramouche chuckled, thumb caressing his boyfriend's cheekbone.
"That, or those two years of pining really did do something to your brain." Xiao huffed, breath already uneven.
"You're just as insane, don't you deny that."
"Whatever floats your boat."
The indigo-haired shifted and changed their positions, essentially resting his weight on one elbow with Xiao under him—lightly panting, shirt rode up to expose his toned stomach, hair splayed out.
"There, better. Now, you really do look like you're mine." Scaramouche's eyes glinted with mischief before diving back in for another kiss.
Their breaths mixed.
Xiao snorted, tilting his chin up so the other male would lean down and bury his face in his neck. "I thought you'd be awkward right after we start dating."
"Oh please, you're awkward enough for the both of us." Scaramouche let out a snicker against the teal-haired's skin. "I still can't forget how you acted like a feral cat when that old lady said we're a cute couple."
"Leave me alone, I didn't hear her clearly."
"Because your dumbass keeps blasting music in your headphones at full volume. A few months later and I'll be forced to learn sign language when you turn deaf."
"Talking as if you won't perfect it in two months, your memory terrifies me sometimes."
"Good, at least I know I'll be unforgettable to you."
His lips wandered across Xiao's face, greedy for the taste of calling someone his lover. And from the comfort, the teal-haired closed his eyes to go back to slumber.
"...seriously, this man." Scaramouche shook his head, yet didn't stop smothering him with affection.
For someone so snarky and closed-off, this display of high-level intimacy was something that surprised even him.
So does love itself truly change a person to become someone of a completely different personality, or is it because of the comfort from the person they hold deep trust to?