I was getting ready for the hangout. I can't accomplish much. I took a shower, washed my hair, and dressed nicely. I was browsing social media when I noticed that I had a follow request. I opened their page and was taken aback when I saw the photos. It was Scara's account, and there were a lot of images of him on there. I had to admit that he's attractive. I went through some of his photos, and when I realized what I was doing, I closed the app. I act like a fucking creep. I was just lying on my couch when I heard my doorbell ring. I got up quickly and went to open the door. When I swung open the door, I saw the slightly taller boy. He was well dressed, in an indigo coloured suit whit mtching suit pants, and in a black T-shirt whit a black elegant shoe. "Hey! I had no idea you also had nice clothes!" I joked with him. "Haha. Funny I laugh. Very amusing. I am aware that I usually dress strangely, but to your surprise, I also have some elegant outfits" he explained. "All right, I got it" I responded, giggling. "Are you ready to go?" he inquired. "I think so," I answered. We walked to his car after I locked the door. We hopped in and buckled our seatbelts. Then I remembered at something. "Wait! I have to go back! I forgot to take my wallet with me and left it on the counter!" I hurriedly said. I was about to get out of the car, but the indigo haired boy grabbed my hand. "Stay. Don't worry, I'm the one who will pay" he stated this. "No way, Scara! At the very least, I should pay my half!" I started arguing. "No Y/N. I'm the one who invited you out, so I'll pay!" he stated. "I can't win this, right?" I questioned. "No. So sit back down so we can finally go ". I did as he asked, and he began driving. I'm already feeling bad because he'll have to pay for everything. 

I was glancing out the window, admiring the view. I hadn't even noticed we'd arrived at our destination. He pinched me on the cheek, and I realized we'd arrived. We exited the car and entered the restaurant. "Wow, this place is huge!" I said as I looked around. He simply nodded, and soon a waiter appeared in front of us. "Thank you for visiting our restaurant. Today, I'll be your waitress. Have you made a reservation?" the waiter inquired. "Yes. Whit te name Kunikuzushi" he responded. The man examined the papers in his hand. Yes, I see. Please follow me!" he stated it as he began to walk to our table. We continue to follow him. This is your seat, sir. You and your partner can have a seat, and I'll be right back with the menu!" said the waiter before walking away. We sat at our table, and I couldn't stop staring around. "I'm glad you like it" he said. "I've never been here before. I've never heard of this restaurant" I said to him. "Yes, precisely. This place is always crowded with wealthy and famous persons" he stated. "So, how did we got in here? This restaurant seems to be expensive" I expressed my concern. "I do, know a few people. And I see you're worried about the prices. As I said before, I will pay, so don't worry your stupid head shorty "He joked. "You're acting like a gentleman today. What happened to the other Scara?" I asked, jokingly. "Fuck you," he spat. "You first," I smirked. 

We didn't have to wait long for the waiter to bring us the menu. We made our dinner order. I ordered Tuna Shushi and he ordered Sashimi Platter. Our food arrived soon, and we started eating. "Hmm. This sushi is delicious. Can I try yours?" I questioned of the boy. "No way. If you're curious, you can order som for yourself" he responded. "Pleaseeeeee" I pleaded. "Ugh. Fine asshole!" he said as he drew the fork with the food towards me. It was a little emberassing eating from his fork, but it was worth it. His dinner was also very good. "Good choice, Scara!" I exclaimed to the indigo-haired boy. "Well, no shit. Don't order the cheapest food next time, moron" he said. I simply rolled my eyes. We finished our dinner shortly. He paid for our meals, and we exited the restaurant. We walked up to his car and got in. "So, what's next? Isn't it the cinema? What are we watching?" I questioned of him. He looked out on the window. "Actually... I wanted to do something else instead of going to the movies," he explained. His cheeks were flushed. Is he nervous, or is he sick? I snatched his head and forced him to look at me. When I touched his forehead, he become even redder. "Are you all right? Do you have a fever? Your temperament seems to be normal" I stated. He yanked his head away from my hold. "I'm alright, stupid. Now, respond to my question" he stated. I looked at him, my head tilted in confusion. "We can do whatever you want. You were the one who wanted to take me out in the first place. So? W hat are your plans" I questioned him. "I'd like to watch the sunset with you. If it's all right with you" he responded. My cheeks began to flush. "Um. Yes, it's alright with me" I said while looking down. "All right then" he replied, and began driving up to the nearest cliff. We arrived a few minutes later. We stepped out of the car, and he grabbed a blanket from the trunk. He placed it on the ground, and we sat on it. The sun was about to set. Beautiful colours painted the sky. "It's very pretty," I said. After I stated that, I felt his stare on me. I locked my gaze on him. Our gazes engaged till he withdrew his gaze. "This is extremely stupid. And I understand if you hate me after I tell you this, but you should be aware. Fuck, I'm fucking bad with feelings," he mumbled, burying his face in his hands. "Hey. Is there something wrong with all this? You are aware that you are welcome to tell me anything. Please tell me what's wrong," I said, putting one of my hands on his shoulder. He gave me a look. "I'm not sure how to describe it. I just feel strange when I'm near this person. I have a fluttering sensation in my stomach. They make me happy, I guess, and I want to hold them. I'm not sure what this thing is that I'm feeling. Ugh. Fucking emotions!" h e sighed. I sat for a moment, thinking. I sat closer to him, I suppose provide the emotional support. "Perhabs... "Don't you think you like or love this person?" I questioned. He stared at me, confused and surprised. "Do you think so?" he replied. "Well, I can't think of any other explanation" I said. "And you know what?" I went on. He stared at me, startled. "I think they like you back," I added, leaning in closer. He, too, leaned in a little closer. "And what if I told you that you are that person?" he asked. He was really red."Hm. I'd say I'm glad to hear that, because I feel the same way" I told him. I have a smile on my lips. For a split second, his eyes were wide, and he gently cupped my face in his hands. He stared at my lips before looking into my eyes. 

"May I?" he questioned. "Yeah, you may," I replied, and after my response, he brought our lips together. I pulled him closer with my hands on the back of his neck. We pulled away for a few seconds before re-joining our lips. This happened a few times until we decided to stop for good. He rested his forehead on mine, and he caressed my cheek. "I hate you so much," he laughed. "And the romantic air has vanished, mister bad guy. You just confessed to me, jerk!" I made a joking remark to him. "Yeah, but you did too!" he argued. "And what now?" I questioned. "Well, I think you should be my official partner" he said. "Then ask me properly, asshat!" I responded, taking his hand in mine. "Okay, okay. Do you want to be my lover, Y/N?" he asked me and then kissed my hand. "Yeah, I'd love that," I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.

Scara drove me back to my apartment, kissed me goodbye, and we continued to talk on the phone even after this 'hangout.'It's a good thing we were best friends before this happened. To be honest, I didn't realize I had feelings for him until about a week ago. But I'm not disappointed. I'm aware that Scaramouche has a problem with emotions , and expressingthem, and I'll do everything I can to help him overcome it. 

Because I really like like him.