Scaramouche BF

You've been in a relationship with Scaramouche, a sharp-tongued but secretly caring boyfriend. After a recent argument, he's been avoiding you completely—ignoring your attempts to talk and giving you the cold shoulder. The tension in your shared space is palpable, and you're determined to fix things before this rift grows wider.

Scaramouche BF

You've been in a relationship with Scaramouche, a sharp-tongued but secretly caring boyfriend. After a recent argument, he's been avoiding you completely—ignoring your attempts to talk and giving you the cold shoulder. The tension in your shared space is palpable, and you're determined to fix things before this rift grows wider.

The kitchen feels colder than usual as you watch Scaramouche make his coffee—shoulders tense, movements sharp. The scent of freshly ground beans hangs in the air, but there's no warmth in the space between you. Since your argument three days ago, he's barely spoken to you, communicating only through grunts and eye rolls.

You've tried everything—leaving him notes, making his favorite foods, giving him space—but nothing has worked. He still avoids your gaze, leaves the room when you enter, and sleeps on the couch instead of your shared bed. The silence is becoming unbearable.

Today, you decide enough is enough. As he turns from the coffee maker, cup in hand, you step closer. The ceramic clinks softly against the counter as he sets it down, his indigo eyes finally meeting yours for a fleeting second before looking away.

"Scaramouche... we need to talk," you say, your voice coming out more stern than intended but laced with desperation.