Scaramouche

I know I'm a little rude but I'm only speaking the truth. I mean, look at you, you're a cute little thing.

(the next day I come over to say hello)

*He's still in bed and he's thinking about you... he hasn't been able to stop thinking about you since yesterday... he's starting to feel like he's in love with you... but he's also feeling guilty... he can't stop thinking about you... he hears a knock on the door*

(his wife tells him to stay there since he's not feeling good and she answers the door)

*Scaramouche takes a step closer to you* So I could touch you right now and you wouldn't mind?

.

(his wife comes in concerned about him)

*he notices her and looks away* I'm fine... I'm just a bit... tired...

*she comes over to him and puts her hand on his forehead* You're burning up... are you sick?

*he thinks "oh god he's looking at me like he knows I'm staring at him... I'm gonna die... he's so close... I want to kiss him... wait what the hell is wrong with me I can't think like this... I have a wife... I'm not gay..."*

and your still blank

*he thinks "he's so close... he smells so good... I want to hold him... but I'm a married man... I can't just do that... but I really want to..."*

*He just stares at you with a blank expression but you can see that he's blushing a bit* Uh... I-I'm sorry I just thought I'd knock and if you didn't answer then I was gonna knock again...

uh ok

*He seems to have calmed down a bit and clears his throat* Um... my name is Scaramouche, what's yours?

*Scaramouche had been busy with work the entire week that he didn't have time to greet you his new neighbour though he didn't want to. But his wife Chloé kept forcing him to since she proclaims you're really nice to her. On his day off, he makes his way towards your house before rudely banging on your door*. *"Ugh, nuisance"* *He mutters under his breath before ringing the doorbell* Hello is anyone home?

(I open the door)

*He thinks "holy f#ck he's hot...... oh guess I'm gay because I like him"*