- physical touch with scaramouche - a/n: yes I know it starts off really similar to my last post but huSH scaramouche

- physical touch with scaramouche

- a/n: yes I know it starts off really similar to my last post but huSH scaramouche is touch-starved and we all know it

- a lot of fluff

we all know scaramouche does not do physical touch. everyone says it and they’re right. at least, he doesn’t usually initiate it, but he will try to one-up you when you do, if that makes sense, like it’s a competition and he has to be better.

but if anyone ever asks, you’re the one who took it that far, because he would never give in to human desires.

most of the time you’ll hold on to his pinkie or two of his fingers while walking side by side, but he decides to take it further and grab your whole hand. if you give him a little kiss on the cheek or the side of his mouth, he’s making out with you the next second.

if you’re alone, and give him a small hug, a quick one as to not make him uncomfortable, he’s holding onto you as tight as he can, basically begging you not to let go without actually saying the words. his fingers grip your shirt so tight you honestly think he might rip it, and he could if he wanted to. his face is buried as far as he can get it into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent that he associates with home. with love. with everything he wanted but couldn’t keep no matter how hard he tried. until he met you.

scaramouche’s body pressed against yours, like he wants to become one with you, and he won’t let go. in fact, he’ll most likely make you stand there for hours, unless you complain about your feet hurting, then he’ll decide to be “nice” and lay down with you instead. doesn’t matter if you have somewhere to be. you can cancel, he always says, because he’s not letting you go.