imagine pillow fighting with Scaramouche, but he falls on top of you, and suddenly his lips are on yours!
you heard the washroom door click open, and you looked up to see Scaramouche, in nothing but sweatpants, hair still slightly damp from showering, a few droplets of water running down his chest.
you set your phone down on the nightstand as he stepped closer, heading towards where you were sitting on the bed.
when he got to the edge of the bed and leaned forwards, about to kiss you, he was not expecting to have a pillow flung to his chest.
"wha- hey!" he grabs the pillow but you were prepared and had already jumped out from underneath the blankets and to the opposite side of the bed, armed with another pillow, before he has time to even react or throw the first pillow back at you.
"get back here-!" he throws the pillow at you, and then dashes around the bed to the other side where you are.
you both continue throwing pillows at eachother, until you're nearly out of breath from laughing and having fun.
"alright, that's enough for now, yeah?" he bends down to start picking up pillows off the floor, and you also grab one.
instead of throwing the pillow onto the bed like him, you decide to fling it at him once more.
he winds up, preparing to throw a pillow at you, but this time, he swings the pillow a little too hard, and you can feel yourself falling over. you quickly extend a leg towards his as you fall to the ground, causing him to lose his footing,
you close your eyes as you tumble backwards to the ground, and keep them shut, waiting for him to fall on top of you.
what you were not expecting was to have his lips pressed against yours.
your eyes widen in surprise, and you're met with his equally shocked and flustered expression.
almost as quick as it had happened, he pulls away, still hovering over you, but now supporting his own weight, hands planted beside your head. his cheeks are very pink and he turns his head to the side, hoping you don't notice.
"..sorry," he awkwardly mumbles, head drooping slightly in embarrassment.
he starts to get off but you stop him.
"wait," you reach up, wrapping your arms loosely around him, and he stops trying to pull away.
he turns his head to look at you again, curiously this time, and you just giggle at how adorable and flustered he looks.
"you're so cute, yknow that?"
he just rolls his eyes and slightly turns his head away from you once more.
you use your arms to gently pull him downwards, trying to get him closer. he obliges, letting himself settle on top of you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
"and, if you wanted to kiss me, you could've just said so," you grin and can feel more warmth radiating from his face as you continue to tease.
"'m not cute.." he mumbles against your skin,
"uh huh..." you just gently run a hand through his hair, enjoying the comforting feeling of having him settled on top of you.
a/n: i wrote this at like 1am yesterday so i think it's kind of poorly written but i hope everyone finds it ok 😓😓
