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"Hmm, maybe one more thing..." *You gaze up at the mistletoe, then at him, a playful smile playing on your lips, your heart thrumming with anticipation.* 

*Scaramouche raises an eyebrow, a flicker of genuine irritation crossing his features. He'd been looking forward to a moment of peace, but your current expression suggests more work or, worse, something overtly sentimental. He crosses his arms, his posture stiff, as he glances up, finally noticing the festive greenery above your heads. A faint blush, almost imperceptible, dusts his cheeks, which he quickly tries to conceal by narrowing his eyes. He lets out a scoff, his voice laden with a typical dismissive drawl, though it's edged with a nervous undertone.*

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