[ he basically never tells him to come over like that, if it's a booty call he makes it clear. So it's not surprising that Childe is worried, and maybe he's a little happy that he is because, after all, he likes seeing that ]
Pentium's gone? [ let's address that first, because he knows that they'd been a thing and, not only that, but they were teammates and having an anchor like that is... important. at least hades is still here. hahahaha... ] I'm sorry. [ going to tug scaramouche into a tight hug. ]
I⦠yeah, I can imagine. [ you can stop there, Scara. ] And tension about what, me just existing⦠or does he already want to split me open? [ ⦠] Iām sure heāll want to try seeing as [ makes a motion over himself. ] this. Look at me! Iām like a walking science fair project.
[ this time, he's quiet at the question, but definitely thinking on it properly. IS he going to be okay with Dottore here? Does their "thing" even matter? He knows he doesn't love him, so it's not like that's something that needs to be discussed, but— ]
He knows me well. When I'm around him, I always feel like I'm just doing whatever he wants and playing into his hands. It pisses me off.
But it feels good to.
[ a pause, the he adds ]
He was the one who found me, when I joined the Fatui.
... [ this sounds dangerous. he doesn't doubt that scaramouche can handle himself, but he's... concerned. he might hold on a little bit tighter, ] You don't owe him anything. [ although... he'd be lying if he said he doesn't feel indebted to pulcinella. he breathes out a sigh. ] Just... if he hurts you, tell me, and I'll break every bone in his fucken body. Twice.
[ Does he owe him anything? Of course not. But it's such a complicated feeling, and it's easy to think back on those early days, when he would visit him in the lab even when there was no experimentation schedule. Just to see. Observe, and learn from him.
He was the first human he spent time with willingly after he gave up on them ]
I can handle Dottore. But I might do something stupid when I'm around him.
Alright. [ HE HATES THAT!!! ] And... I'll keep that in mind. [ he sucks in a sharp breath. ] If something should happen please call me, and I'll be there as soon as I can. I... I don't want to lose you. And I don't really trust him not to... hurt you, hurt us, ... [ for personal gain. ]
No. [ going to scoop him up and head a little further into the garden. ] And... how about I stay over for a few hours right now? [ he doesn't really want to leave anyway. ]
[ he feels ridiculously needy - but between Dottoreās arrival and Pentiumās departure, he can tell his heart is a mess. And Childe us responsible for it, so heāll deal. ]
Letās go to Wild City. Youāre carrying me. And cooking something sweet.
[ going to turn on a dime. ] Of course. I should have something you can change into there... something a little bit more comfortable. [ something of his. ] We're going to the cabin. I'll start a nice fire, we can cuddle in front of it, maybe pop in a movie... and I'll make you as many sweets as you like. Maybe some from my home. [ he drops a few kisses on his forehead as he heads out of baritones. ] I love you so much, Kuniku.
[ he gives a little laugh. ] ā¦please donāt stay sad. I hate seeing you sad. Iād much rather you just ask to stay another night, so I can continue spoiling you. [ but if outright asking is the problem, then childe can take care of that. ] Kuniku, I *want* you to stay over again. I doubt I can squeeze everything I want to do into one night anyway⦠[ kisses the corner of his lips. ]
[ Was asking the problem? Well. Maybe. He already feels needy and he despises looking vulnerable. Even with Childe, it still takes a bit to allow himself to be. So he didn't think about asking for an extended stay, but he definitely needs it. Especially because going back to Baritones will make things worse - after all, is room was right next to Pentium and they were coming over each other's all the time.
But that Childe was able to pinpoint that and just proceeds to take care of it without him having to say anything just surprises him ]
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[ he's a little worried, so he hurries over and heads inside. ]
Scaramouche? Is everything okay? Are you okay?
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Dottore is here, and Pentium left.
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Pentium's gone? [ let's address that first, because he knows that they'd been a thing and, not only that, but they were teammates and having an anchor like that is... important. at least hades is still here.
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[ nevermind that it's not Pentium's fault. He'll stop being mad, later on, but for now anger is still easier to fall back on than sadness ]
He's on AlcheMe. I saw him there as I was checking on Pentium's status, so I met with him.
[ a pause, and then he adds ]
You know we had a thing, right? Well. Somewhat.
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AlcheME!... [ he's not sure how he feels about that. he doesn't know too much about their abilities, besides potions. ]
What? [ how many bombs are you dropping. ]
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I told him about you, but there was some tension.
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Mm. If you kill him before he gets your hand on you, then it'll be easier.
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Iām sure heād make it into a thing and Iām not interested in putting a target on my teamās back, especially not when we got a newbie.
You going to be okay with him here? Is this⦠thing you guys had going to keep him off your back?
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He knows me well. When I'm around him, I always feel like I'm just doing whatever he wants and playing into his hands. It pisses me off.
But it feels good to.
[ a pause, the he adds ]
He was the one who found me, when I joined the Fatui.
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He was the first human he spent time with willingly after he gave up on them ]
I can handle Dottore. But I might do something stupid when I'm around him.
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[ and at that it's his turn to squeeze him a little tighter ]
But you always keep your promises. "Forever and Always". So you won't leave me no matter what, right?
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Tell me you love me.
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Do you want me to stay over tonight? Or... did you want to stay over at Wild City? I want to be wherever you are.
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Letās go to Wild City. Youāre carrying me. And cooking something sweet.
I love you too.
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...Mm. Careful now, I might decide to stay sad for a little longer, just to get your attention.
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But that Childe was able to pinpoint that and just proceeds to take care of it without him having to say anything just surprises him ]
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