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r0ttenhearts · 23 days

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longing stare

kazuha x situationship! ex! reader

sypnosis: after two months of no contact, kazuha appears back on beidou’s ship, looking for you.

warnings: angst, mean kazuha, cheating, situationship, suggestive content

“kazuha?”

the white haired samurai noticed the slight hitch in your breath as you stared, wide eyed. you looked the same as he remembered, your hair only being a few inches longer.

your features seemed healthier, you seemed happier. kazuha’s gentle smile only confused you as you stood there. you never thought you’d see him so soon, much less again. kazuha beckoned you towards the side of the ship. the boat rocked gently with the waves as you followed kazuha to the side. he leaned against the side while you stood there stiffly next to him.

“it’s been awhile, (y/n). you’re still with the crux? i thought you would’ve been onto your adventures in fontaine by now.”

you winced at the memory of a past dream you shared with him, “i decided to stay. this place felt more like home than there.”

you laughed dryly, “and you came back. why? was miss kamisato not promising enough for you?”

memories of the night you found out about them still laid as burning scars. scabbed over, but with the lightest scratch they’d be open again.

kazuha had been lying to you about his past relationship with the young lady of the kamisato clan. he had first introduced her as his friend, but not that he was once in a relationship with her. you found letters from ayaka in his small trunk he kept in his part of your shared closet. he reassured you they were old until you found another letter hidden away in the pocket of one of his haori coats. this letter was a detailed confession of how deeply ayaka felt for him and the words he told her.

your confrontation of the letter was the last memory you had with the samurai. his soft mumbled apologizes weren’t enough to keep him in the door. you were done, he no longer had a home with you. so he stayed in inazuma for two months.

kazuha gently shook his head. “i’ve been thinking about you, dove.” you shook your head at the familiar nickname.

“you shouldn’t call me that, kazuha.”

kazuha stood up from against the ships side, taking one of your hands, holding them in his. “i missed you more than anything. you were my calm in the storm, you silenced the torment in my heart. i see how i have wronged you, and i am so very sorry for my betrayal. it was my fatal mistake, my dear.”

you shook your head, your chest tightened with every word. “why now, kazuha? why didn’t you say that back then, that night?”

kazuha mumbled soft words of apologies, his gentle touches on your shoulder as you wept about how unworthy and undeserving you had once felt for him.

“i never did anything with her, my love. those two months i spent in inazuma weren’t spent with her. i was wandering the streets of the city, trying to put myself back together after the mistake i made that pushed you from me.” you nodded gently at his words, your tear streaked cheeks being wiped by his bandaged fingers.

kazuha would spend the night in your room, making up for the time he had lost. he worshipped you that night, holding you close to him as if he’d lose you once again.

you found him the next morning in the same spot where he apologized to you. a cup of tea was warming his hands as you came to stand next to him. “good morning, dove.”

you smiled gently at the familiarity of this scene, this is how you would spend mornings with kazuha before the breakup.

“good morning, my dear samurai. what adventures await us today?” you asked him teasingly.

kazuha’s bandaged arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to him. “don’t worry your little head about such matters, let’s enjoy the day in each others company.” kazuha planted a kiss on the top of your head before turning back into your room. you chased after him and spent another day together. he wrote you a haiku and brought out his paint brushes. you created a beautiful painting of the autumn leaves and inazuma’s terrain. everything felt perfect. just as it had before everything left you once before.

but you knew better than to trust a man that had betrayed you. it had only been a week of kazuha being back that you noticed how he now flinched from your touches. he wouldn’t sleep next to you or in the same room anymore, disappearing all night somewhere on the ship. his soft words of affection and endearing nicknames had stopped as well. he now only called you by your name.

you still remembered the last night he spent with you before turning cold. he had brought up how he missed warming your bed at night, burying himself inside of you. his whines to complete himself inside of you were finally heard, his scarred body retracting immediately as he finished. “where are you going, kazu?” you’d called out softly as he shrugged his kimono back on. “i’ll be back soon, dove.” he spoke coldly as he left you.

but his warmth never returned. he spent most of his time with beidou and the others on the ship. if you arrived he wouldn’t even pretend to acknowledge you.

a deep sinking feeling that was all too familiar enveloped you once again. kazuha was acting the same way he did two months ago. but this time you wouldn’t let him get away with it. get away with breaking your heart for a second time.

after some liquid courage from beidou, you found kazuha against the front of the ship. he was watching the waves, a familiar bottle in his hands. “hello, (y/n). come to watch the waves?”

you shook your head, tearing the bottle from kazuha’s grasp. “what’re you playing at kaedehara?”

kazuha shrugged his shoulders, “i don’t know what you’re referring to.”

“you know exactly what i mean kazuha. you can’t just be all close to me, tell me you love me, share a bed with me, and then go all cold in only a few days. i forgave you for that kamisato girl, i forgave you for everything. so why? why are you doing this to me?”

kazuha’s expression didn’t change from his usual demeanor, “we’re moving too fast, (y/n). we should take things slow. i was afraid to tell you, i admit. but i think we should just be friends.”

it felt like every archon had cursed you in that moment. the buzzing of the alcohol couldn’t hide the immense ache in your chest as you stood there, watching how kazuha seemed so unfazed by the fate he had declared for you both. you gave yourself to him, something you never allowed him to do when you were together previously. but this time had to have been different, right?

“okay.” you spoke with a low voice as kazuha turned his attention back to the dark sea. your stumbling footsteps carried you back to your room, sobs erupting from your mouth. you gave yourself to him, and all he could offer you now was friendship.

as you laid there in the dark, you realized how wrong you had been. and how wronged you now felt. two months ago was supposed to have been your biggest betrayal from kaedehara kazuha, not now.

with this new realization in your heart, you could no longer call the crux your home. as the night went on you had gathered all of your things, writing beidou a goodbye as well as a thank you note.

the ship docked in sumeru early in the morning, and you made sure to be off the boat within the first hour. with a rushed goodbye, you gave beidou the letter, as well as one for kazuha. you would get to fontaine. you would build a new world for yourself. one far away from the samurai you could no longer call home.

a/n: situationship/being an ex of a kazuha main HURTS i wouldn’t wish it on anyone

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#genshin angst #genshin x reader #genshin x reader angst #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha angst #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha

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r0ttenhearts · 2 months

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hey!! i just wanna tell u thattt ur fics r so good but its hurts so bad </3 my heart cant handle all these angst but i still read them LOL its js soo sooo good!! i love ur works, pls do moreeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️

thank you for the kind words! i’m glad you’ve enjoyed my fics 🤍

i have been posting slower than i initially planned to but with summer break coming back up i will def be more active in the next coming months

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r0ttenhearts · 2 months

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LINAAAAA I have an idea again;3

So like we helped scara with his traumas or smth in the past and helped him many times that we started dating we showed alot of affection and love to him but suddenly he became so distant and always say he's busy until we heard to our friend that scara is dating someone for a few months without us knowing and after that day we confronted him and broke up with him but then he kicked us out and started saying "I don't even want you. I just used you and you're worthless anyway." Forgetting we helped him get better from his traumas

It sounds cringy and corny ik but this is based on a scara bot in c.ai btw but I added some extras;3

not a lot, just forever

a/n: thank you for the request! this is a really good one and i have a ton of ideas for it! i hope you enjoy <3 one of my og supporters!!

warnings: angst, no comfort, arguments, cheating

muffled cries behind scaramouche’s pale hands were all you could hear from just a room next door. the walls were thin in your shared dorm, but even you couldn’t ignore every sound that broke the silence. though you didn’t know much about this man, you knew you had to help him. in any way that you could. that’s what you would have wanted for yourself.

so you found yourself in front of his door, gently knocking on his door. “scaramouche? are you okay?”

“fuck off.” a weak voice spat out at the wood that separated you both. “can i come in?” you asked softly, forehead against the cool wood.

a sound wasn’t heard from the other side as you slowly opened the door. the old wood creaked with the movement of your hands pushing it in and out of place. huddled in a corner was the purple haired young man you had met five months prior. he was a student at the academia, and very important at that. nahida herself oversaw his progress and achievements with his studies. whenever she came for a visit you were sure to make yourself as scarce as possible, as you were too shy to interact with a being such as nahida herself.

but somehow that led you to see scaramouche in the same light. he had a mouth that he wasn’t afraid of showing, but bit his tongue when addressing nahida. you had noticed this after a few of her visits when he first arrived.

the man that once stood so confidently in front of a lesser god now looked so weak in comparison. hot tears streaked down his cheeks, eyes swollen from crying. the skin around his fingernails had been picked raw with his hair pulled in different directions. he was having a meltdown. the cause of it? you didn’t know.

you knelt down in front of his sobbing form, his hands shaking with every breath he seemed to take. “what happened?” you whispered, hesitantly reaching out to take his hand. he shook his head firmly, “the dreams are coming back.” he mumbled.

that’s right. he had some nightmares of his past with the fatui. you had overheard him mentioning this to nahida previously.

“it’s okay, scara. you’re safe now. you’re not with them, okay? you’re in your dorm room far away from them.” you told him reassuringly. you gently put your hand on his shoulder, which he didn’t shrug off.

after that night he seemed to grow comfortable in your presence. he wouldn’t shy away from you, hiding away in his room. but he’d linger close by whenever you were around. this closeness melted into adoration for one another. gentle touches here and there, promises being made on late night study sessions, until a shared kiss on new years and a new relationship to start the new year.

things were going well. you both now shared a single room in your dorm and turned the extra room into a hangout corner. desks pushed together in a corner and bean bag chairs occupied the space. it was a home created by the comfort and warmth of you and scaramouche.

that was until he started flinching from your touches, grimacing after every kiss you gave him. like it hurt him.

it was your last year at the university, but it almost seemed like it was your last year with him. the shared dorm was vacant of scaramouche most nights. he’d dismiss your plans for study sessions with friends or childe’s volleyball games. you’d smile and nod every time, ignoring the crushing pain in your heart every time he blew you off. you were happy for him, he found a place for himself. you only wished he could have included you in it.

it was a calm morning, but would soon become the worst day of the year. you woke up to cold sheets and no texts from scaramouche. this had gone on for months now and was no longer something out of the ordinary. your fourth anniversary was only a week away, and you were nothing but excited for the milestone coming up.

online shopping for scaramouche’s anniversary gift was easier said than done, but you had aquired a solid list of gift activities you were planning on looking forward to in the evening.

as you were walking to your third class for the day you spotted scaramouche. seeing scaramouche in the hallway was unusual, as his classes were in a different building, so you figured he had come to see you. a smile prickled your lips as you walked closer to him, “scara!”

“can you believe that girl? she’s calling scaramouche like he’s her boyfriend when he has a whole girlfriend. embarrassing!”

your head shot in the direction of the voice, confusion and annoyance pulsing through your mind. “i’m scaramouche’s girlfriend.”

the blonde haired girl scoffed in your face and pointed behind you, “no, SHE is.”

you turned to see scaramouche with a teal haired girl clinging to his arm. he didn’t shake her off or shoo her, he welcomed it.

your heart felt like it was being ripped in two. the scene of a happy couple unfolding in front of you as if it wasn’t your lover, as if you hadn’t held him every night for the past three years.

you didn’t utter a word. holding tightly onto the strap of your bag, you quietly got through the day and made your way back to your dorm.

you didn’t know what to do now. your dorm room didn’t feel like a safe space anymore. every corner of your room and living area was filled with mementos and memories of scaramouche, of your relationship.

the aching in your heart didn’t settle as you laid in bed, his scent on your pillows reminding you of the scene you had watched just hours before.

it felt like a cruel joke. like something you’d hope he would admit was a prank to get you riled up, though that was something he’d never do. you knew that. and you knew he lied.

as the sun went down and darkness enveloped your room, you eventually heard scaramouche arrive home to your shared dorm. you faced the wall as you heard the gentle click of your door being pushed open, only for it to close again as he had assumed you had gone to bed early. he hadn’t noticed you earlier, after all.

your eyes were swollen and puffy from the tears you had let escape, clutching onto a jellyfish stuffed animal that he had given you, you fell into a restless sleep.

as the night went on, scaramouche eventually found his way into your room once again. his cold hands wrapped around your waist, gentle breath against your ear as he fell asleep. you loathed the feeling of his hands on you after you had seen how he let her near him, when you knew you’d be in trouble if you were to do the same.

by the time you had woken up, scaramouche was long gone. it was your off day for classes, but scaramouche had his schedule filled for the day. you didn’t feel the need to leave the dorm, or do anything at all.

you spent the day anxiously waiting in the dorm, waiting for scaramouche to return. the hours slowly passed by, until the familiar sound of the lock turning in the door broke the silence you had been sitting in for hours.

“hey, (y/n). don’t tell me you were just sitting here all day.” he remarked half jokingly as he set his keys down on the coffee table in front of you.

your palms felt sweaty as you dug your nails into them, the burning question on the tip of your tongue. a question that would change your relationship with him forever.

“scara.. i saw you yesterday. with some.. girl, what is she to you?” you asked quietly without looking at him. you felt his eyes bore into your head as he stood still. you knew, you had finally caught him.

“what’re you talking about (y/n)? what bullshit are you trying to piss me off with now?”

you looked up at him now, the defensive anger in his words wouldn’t scare you. not this time.

“don’t bullshit me, scara. i saw you with that girl. she was so close to you and hugging your arm and you didn’t even mind it! what the fuck is going on?”

scaramouche sucked his teeth, rubbing his temple with his fingers. “fuck.” he muttered under his breath.

“fine, you wanna know the truth? here’s the truth, (y/n). i’ve been going out with her for the past few months now and honestly, she makes me happy. she satisfies me in ways you never could. there, happy? is that what you wanted to hear? you knew what i’d say, didn’t you? you just wanted to hear it. so there you go.”

months? he had been with her for months? your breath felt as if it was caught in your throat. the world seemed to stop in that moment. you didn’t register scaramouche walking around the dorm angrily throwing every framed photo, every single thing that had a connection to you. you sat silent on the couch as he went through the dorm, dumping your things onto the ground.

“i want you fucking out, seeing as you’re too nosy for your own good. request a change with the housing coordinator. we’re done. im not leaving, you are.”

you didn’t say a word to him as he left the dorm, slamming the door behind him.

it was really, truly over.

with a heavy heart, you packed your things in garbage bags and your backpack. you wouldn’t have wanted to stay in this dorm room even if you had the choice. you wouldn’t have been able to live with the ghosts of once cherished memories.

you carefully packed your items into your car, planning to sleep there until you were found a new dorm-mate.

there was no reason to respond or say anything to scaramouche. what’s done was done, nothing you could’ve said would’ve changed the outcome. and you knew he would only further your humiliation if you were to beg him to choose you.

blocking his accounts on all of your social media, you made a promise to yourself. a promise to never give more of yourself to anyone again.

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#genshin angst #genshin x reader #genshin x reader angst #wanderer x reader #wanderer angst #— requests!#scaramouche x reader angst #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche angst #genshin scara #scara x reader #scaramouche

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r0ttenhearts · 2 months

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i love your angst it’s like the after effect once snort crack and ur just like “ooooh yeahhhh” like the koolaid dude and ur pupils dilate like a cat after eating a whole bag of catnip and running around thwir owners house trashing it just to slee peacefully in their bed the night later and it’s also like a sugar rush cause alhairhak dieowusiwheje kaveh eieheie are like the top hat and cane to the peanut man yknow yah - nairyshi cause i don’t wanna use my main blog to send this message 😛🧃🥜

LMFAO thank you? im glad you enjoyed my writing 🫶

#— linaspeaks!

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r0ttenhearts · 2 months

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why do u only write no comfort angst... who hurt u omg

it’s a genre i found was lacking in .. variety, and felt i had stories that people who enjoy genshin and hurt/comfort would enjoy without the repetitive-ness that was happening at the time (reader dying for the most part)

#— linaspeaks!

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r0ttenhearts · 3 months

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Im so sorry Lina that your bf randomly blocked u all over:((( i hope this gets better for you🫶🫶 i wish you good luck, good health and great wealth:)) ❤️❤️

thank you for the kind words everyone <3 i am managing as best as i can 🤍

#— linaspeaks!

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r0ttenhearts · 3 months

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“don’t think that, okay?”

alhaitham x reader

sypnosis: alhaithams distance becomes unbearable

warnings: angst, no comfort, arguments

“you’ve had quite a bit to drink tonight.”

your eyes met his with a glare as he stepped into your shared apartment. he was hours late, per usual.

“is that really all you’re gonna say? seriously? this is so fucking funny.” you scoffed out, blood beginning to boil in your veins. you might have been under the influence, but you weren’t drunk enough to not be upset by his late arrival, once again.

“what?” alhaitham’s stoic expression scrunched up into a face of annoyance as he looked at your form on the couch, bottle in hand.

“are we done?” you asked quietly, grip on the cool glass bottle faltering.

a loud groan escaped alhaithams lips as he stepped forward, talking the bottle from your grip and slamming it down on the coffee table in front of you.

“you just want it to be done, don’t you? you’re foolish to think you can keep me to yourself all the time, i have a life outside of you. we can be done. fine. whatever.” he spat coldly.

your emotions got the best of you. the saddest living in the deepest parts of your heart, your yearning for his words and company once more, clashing with his anger and annoyance. it brought you to tears.

“i’m sorry i just, i miss you so much to the point that it hurts.” you whispered, your eyes closing gently. a headache had formed by your cries, luring you into a restless sleep.

a few minutes had passed as a silence enveloped the room. with a lack of alhaitham’s response, you drifted off to sleep. with a heavy sigh, alhaitham planted a kiss on your head.

“i don’t want you to think that, because it’ll never be true.” he mumbled before the warmth of his hand left your head.

the early chirping of the birds stirred you from your uncomfortable slumber. rubbing your eyes, you noticed the stillness around you.

there wasn’t a single sound in the entire apartment. the gentle sounds of your feet padding around the apartment broke the silence as you walked over to your shared bedroom.

“haitham?” you called out, only to be met with a fixed bed. vacant of any warmth from the mentioned man.

“what?” your blood went cold as you realized just what this could have meant. you rushed over to his closet, throwing the doors open. it was completely empty.

“no, no, no. stop it.” you whispered.

you rushed around the apartment, noticing every belonging of his was now gone.

fumbling for your phone, you check all of your social media just to be met with an “account not found” notification. hastily typing texts out to his contact, you weren’t greeted by a delivered sign. “how could you do this? how could you leave me.”

a/n: my bf of two years left me two days ago nd just like that woke up to being blocked on everything after i fell asleep stoned af. i am coping..

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#genshin angst #genshin x reader #genshin x reader angst #al haithem #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham angst #alhaitham #al haitam x reader

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r0ttenhearts · 4 months

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happy new year! i hope to start being more active on here this year

#— linaspeaks!

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r0ttenhearts · 4 months

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thank you lina for giving us deadly angst 👍 (sobs in a corner while quivering)

love you guys <3

#— linaspeaks!

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r0ttenhearts · 4 months

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never made it

scaramouche x long distance! reader

sypnosis: the distance between you and scaramouche weighs heavily on your relationship

warnings: angst, no comfort, arguments; fuckboy scara, suggestive themes mentioned

graduation day. the day scaramouche looked forward to since his first year, working tirelessly to earn his degree from vahumana. with his diploma in hand, he stepped outside, his thumb hovering over the small call icon on his phone. he had one person in mind to tell about his big day; you.

you had known scaramouche since his days in secondary school. as much as he had hated to admit it at the time, he was fond of you. he never admitted it out loud to you until your freshman year of high school.

naive and young, you both loved each other with all you could give.

that was until your senior year. you had different dreams that resulted in scaramouche applying to a university on the other side of teyvat. you were understanding, not wanting to hold him back from his dreams. so you made a promise. a promise to stay together and reunite once you both completed college. you would give the long distance thing a try.

scaramouche tapped on the call button next to your contact, fingers nervously tapping on the paper he held in his grip.

“scara?” your voice it’s usual gentle tone you held when addressing scaramouche.

“i finally graduated.”

he paused, noticing your silence on the other line.

“i can come home now.” he spoke gently into his phone.

“that’s great scara. im happy for you.” you seemed off to him. he thought you’d be more excited for the news that he’d be returning home to you, but you sounded indifferent.

“yeah, i can come home now and get back to you and all the things i missed out on.” he smiled at the thought, being back home with you and the country he had known his whole life.

“what do you mean, get back to me?”

“you know, get to be together again. but in person, no more facetime calls.” he nervously laughed.

“you left me seven months ago scara.”

“what’re you talking about. (y/n)?” scaramouche no longer felt at ease from when he had first started the call.

“you left me for the girl from the rtawahist darsha.”

“that’s not funny, (y/n). cut the bullshit; i wouldn’t do that. not so close to grad.”

“but you did scara.”

he heard you sigh on the other side of the line.

“this isn’t real.”

“what do you mean it isn’t? im talking to you right now.”

“we stopped talking completely when you left me. you cheated and cut me off completely.”

“i wouldn’t do that to you, (y/n). this isn’t fucking funny.” his heart was racing, voice raised to almost a shout.

“why don’t you ask haypasia then?” you spoke coldly now, the gentle tone you held was now gone.

that’s right, he had almost forgotten. admist the four years scaramouche had been away at college, he had grown bored of you. he no longer wanted to read words on a screen or see you through his phone screen. it wasn’t enough.

he had grown pent up from not touching a girl, or rather you, for over three years.

so he decided to do something about it. he wouldn’t let you hold him back. what did it matter if you were in a relationship but halfway across teyvat?

scaramouche had little to no trouble getting haypasia to go out with him. he had been partners with her over a collaborative assignment their houses had partnered up for and could tell just how infatuated she was with him.

he didn’t regret it when he invited her back to his dorm room, or when he would hold her in his arms, your calls and messages left on delivered.

as much as he enjoyed the time with haypasia, he still had one thing to take care of. you. your calls and messages would be sent more often now, your worry and concern only irked him more and more whenever he would think about you.

you were worried something terrible had happened to him as he would reply less and less to your messages, your friday night facetime dates now going missed. you were worried for him, but he was so vague and so cold. but you loved him. so you stayed.

so for your birthday he gave you the best gift he could think of.

the truth.

he broke the news to you on the phone. he had found someone else, someone better.

“i just can’t do the distance anymore.” he irritably sighed. he could hear you breaking with every word, shaking breath, and long pauses inbetween every word you spoke.

“you should have told me. i would have applied to the akademiya with you scara. you promised me. you promised you’d try and make this work.”

“yeah, well, i lied. im a guy, i have needs. i can’t get off to pictures of you anymore, i need the real thing.”

“you’re so selfish scaramouche.” you spat into the phone.

he scoffed from hearing his full name in your voice. “oh is (y/n) big and bad now? think that hurts me? well it doesn’t. i just needed to end this so i can make things official with her.”

“did it really mean nothing to you?” you spoke quietly now, your heart was torn to a million pieces. but he didn’t care.

“yes.”

“okay. goodbye scaramouche.”

before he could speak another word you hung up. he would later find out you had blocked him on everything. there was no way for him to contact you. and he was okay with that. he had a new future ahead of him with a new girl. he didn’t need to spend time worrying about what could have been with his ex.

he didn’t expect to miss you, he was fine ignoring your messages and calls before but, this was different.

the silence on his phone seemed unusual. normally he would swipe past his notifications of you from the top of his screen. but now he wouldn’t get any notifications, besides the occasional email or announcement from the akademiya.

the uneasy feeling in his chest only seemed to grow day by day until graduation day. he only had been looking forward to it just so he could get back to you. but with you gone now, what had he been waiting for?

“your” dry laugh echoed through his phone speaker, interrupting his thoughts.

“you see? it’s over, scaramouche.”

“don’t call me that, (y/n).” he grit his teeth.

“just like you wanted.” you whispered before the call ended.

he fumbled for his phone, typing out a message to your contact, only for it to go undelivered.

“are you alright?”

scaramouche’s head shot up from the sound of haypasia’s voice. she stood in her graduation robes, a look of concern etched on her face as she walked to scaramouche.

pressing a cold hand to scaramouche’s forehead, she led him back into the ceremony hall. “i was so worried about you! i was looking for you everywhere…”

her voice trailed off in his mind. he didn’t care to pay attention to her now. all he could think about was the phone he held in his hand, a phone you had blocked all contact from. your decision that he had chose for himself.

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