Hiii! I've never done this before but... What if Scara and reader had a fight... Like a fight fight... and reader was seriously injured due to him being blinded be emotions... What do you think would the aftermath of this...?
A/n: Yet again, another ask that i was originally gonna js give a short thought to, turned into something longer *sigh* (I need to stop doing this).
Summary: [Angst/Comfort]He could never say sorry, even in the moments it mattered.
Warnings: Harm to reader, Scars, Unrealistic Writing of getting hit with lightning,
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During his time in the fatui, no one exactly had the galls of stopping his rampages. The balladeer is quite famed for his regular intervals of anger, youâre no stranger to it yourself, youâve seen him mad. itâs justâŚ
Hes never been angry towards you.
Youâd get the occasionally scoff every now and then if you uttered something he found foolish, but never has he lashed out at you to such a degree. Not to this level. Heâs painfully reminded by his ignorance as soon as his hand crafted eyes lay sight upon your bare form, a body, a human body, covered in scars from lightning. Lightning he inherited, lightning he engaged, lightning he struck you with.
Thereâs no doubt, the silence is defeaning while you sit with him in the empty room, waiting for one of the medical professionals in the fatui to check on you.
Heâs silent. Itâs rare. Heâs never been quiet for more than 5 minutes with you. Heâs either complaining or attempting to make small talk a vast majority of the time, typically the former. But he doesnât, he doesnât even stare at you like he always does. Youâre about to break the silence before the harbinger breaks it for you.
âYou donât look okay.â He doesnât look at you, his vision trained on the white tile at his feet.
âYeah. you struck me with lightning.â
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âoh.â
It doesnât hit you until he releases a quiet âohâ from his mouth. Something you probably know better than anyone else that has been on teyvat within his 500 year lifespan.
This man can not say sorry.
âoh? Oh? Kunikuzushi put your pride away for one second.â you donât try to hide the frustration in your voice. You truly did not mind the eccentricities the puppet in front of you holds, you never did, not even when you first met him.
He still doesnât answer but you can see the way his face winces and widens in the same moment. Seems he got way too accustomed to âKuniâ and âScaraâ to remember that you do in fact remember his given name.
âWhat else should I say to you? Iâll strike harder next time?â He isnât getting mad, he was only infuriated earlier, but not now. You can see his demeanor start changing. Whether it be in the direction you want it to go, youâre not sure yet.
âMaybe a sorry? An apology? A âoh forgive me [Name] I love you so much?â He doesnât answer you, he only scoffs and fall back onto the back of his chair. You donât miss the way his fingers dig into the cloth of his clothing, probably using it as a replacement for human skin.
The man canât breathe, but you can hear him inhale and exhale before his next words.
âi donât know what happened. I didnât mean to- well not at you.â It comes out softer than the other words hes said to you the entire period of time in the room. His eyes are finally off the floor, trying their best to maintain contact with your own.
Once again, all thats left between the space of you two, is silence. You look away from him for a moment, fiddling with the blanket draped over your legs. Youâd like to assume thatâs the closest youâll get to an âIâm sorry from himâ, but you canât accept that, so you donât reply. Ever since waking up, you never were able to see the scars on your body, only the ones on your arms. You wonder if they look hideous.
Your hand reaches behind you to your back, your fingers grazing whatever part you assume suffers scarring.
âAre you worried about how it looks?â
âNo, not at all, fighting is commonplace in the fatui.â
âLying isnât good, you told me that yourself didnât you?â Damn him and his pristine memory. You can never remember where you leave your keys yet he can remember things youâve said to him years ago?
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âNo matter how scarred and beaten you are youâre still [Name] are you not?â With the way heâs looking at you, youâre sure this is another thing heâd want to keep out of the publics knowledge. âEven without your face iâd strike someone down for you in an instant.â
âOh like you did to me?â
ââŚâ Seems the sweet moment was ruined. You donât mind though, itâs funny to you.
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The weeks that followed still held some tension. Youâd refused to see him for awhile. When asked by some trembling lower subordinate, one in which the harbinger had personally sent, why you werenât seeing him, your reply made the soldier fear for his own downfall.
âHeâs insufferable right now. Iâll talk to him when he shows me heâs not a man child who canât admit his faults.â Youâve always been able to put up with his outbursts, but right now, you realize maybe you should turn up your attitude with him.
After that unfortunate event, not unfortunate for you, for the fatuss, your days have seemingly been more dull. Youâve forgotten just how eccentric the balladeer is. Waking up never seemed so boring, the puppet would either be by your side in the early mornings, or knocking on the door ready to whisk you away.
Seems that routine is coming back.
âOh? Have you finally swallowed your ego-â
âIâm sorry.â
Seems he couldnât go any longer without you, how sweet.
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Tagging this, I was super confused if this could be characterized as angst w/ comfort or fluff. I just did both though.
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