You wear their jacket
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Arlecchino
Arlecchino was quite possessive and that's something that everyone knew about her. With the you as her partner, she was bound to be a little bit overbearing, but it was something quite welcomed and not something that anyone was against.
If anything, it was rather endearing to watch and also a little bit scarily strange, as she was not close to anyone and she was never this attentive to someone. Not to mention most of her colleagues never saw her as a romantic partner type, so it was a lot to take in, but interesting all the same. So when she happened to walk in upon you wearing her coat, it was certainly a sight to see, and a smile graced her features as she looked over at you.
"Interesting. May I know the cause of why you're wearing this?"
"Well, I felt rather cold, that's why."
"I am quite sure there are other things to wear besides my coat, is that not correct?" She says, a teasing glare to her voice, and you could tell that she wanted to tease you.
She just wanted you to say the words outright, why you wore it. And you blushed, knowing there was no way that you would get around what Arlecchino wanted. "I wanted to wear it because it's yours, that's why."
You said, and that's when her smile widened, her eyes softening as she looked at you, and got down to sit beside you, wrapping her arms around your waist, and pulling you onto her lap.
"And you look beautiful in it. I would much rather you keep it this way. You can wear anything of mine. I don't mind providing you with more." She said, and then she pressed a soft kiss to the side of your cheek.
She was always willing to spoil you, always willing to show you her love, in any way that she could. And although she was not always the best at it, she tried, and she could tell that you were happy now, as she held you closer. And it was needless to say that she was very happy about this new development, and would certainly approve of you wearing her things more.
Wriothesley
Wriothesley was very… not possessive, I would say, but he was someone who could be a little bit too proud, and a little bit too much of a show-off, when it came to you specifically. He liked to show you off to people. You were the one good thing that he feels like he has earned.
That he feels like he may deserve. And loving you and being able to be loved by someone as amazing as you are, it's the best thing that's happened to him. And it is something that he's willing to treasure.
But it's also something that he's more than willing to show off to people, to let them know that you're his, and that he is yours. That your love is as strong as it is. And so imagine what he thinks when you're walking outside, and he sees you wearing his jacket that he forgot at your place.
Well, it is certainly something that makes his heart swell with warmth. "You look beautiful, darling. Now, may I know why you're wearing my jacket specifically?" He asks, and you blush, feeling a little bit embarrassed.
"Well, I forgot to wash my jacket. I had something spilled on it, so I wore yours. There's no problem with that, is there?"
"No problem at all. In fact, I think I would like to see this more." He says, and you blush, letting him wrap his arms around you, as you just hug him tightly, feeling a little bit embarrassed and shy. And as the two of you walked around, he couldn't help but feel happy, seeing you like this.
He knew why you were wearing it, especially when you blushed and started getting so nervous. He could tell when you were not being truly honest. But he will let you save your own dignity this time, and not embarrass you further.
But it doesn't really matter when he knows the truth. So, what of it? There's nothing wrong with that. And then, when you're back home, he leaves you with the jacket again.
After all, he would not take it away from you, not when you look this adorable in it.
Scaramouche
Scaramouche is… well, he doesn't know how to react most of the time.
The feelings that fell him, and the emotions that he let out, can contradict each other in ways that you cannot even comprehend. He was a difficult person, and he knew that without anyone having to tell him. But it was even more obvious when it came to things like this, because even he did not know how to process it.
How was he supposed to act, exactly, when he saw you wearing his hoodie? And he was just supposed to stay there, and watch you, without feeling all of that possessiveness within him. He just couldn't. It was getting a little bit too much.
Not to mention, he was a little bit too… well, too happy about seeing you this way. That's why he wrapped his arms around you, and kissed you, and that alone was a surprise. "Scara, what are you doing?" You ask him, blushing brightly, and even though he's blushing, he looks into your eyes, boldly.
"I'm just doing what I have to", he says, and before you know it, he's pushing you into the couch, kissing you a little bit too intimately, too intensely, and only then could you feel all of the emotions that were running in his head, and filling his heart and mind, and you could tell they were quite intense. You were happy that he loved you so much, and even though some of the things that he would experience were rather weird, and your relationship was not ordinary by any means, you still treasured it. You treasured everything about him.
And after that, after the two of you were done, he would shyly mention to you that he would like you to wear his things more, because they'd look so good on you. He doesn't go more into detail than that, but you already know what's on his mind, and he's quite sure that you understand, and thankfully, you make sure to do as he wants, especially if you get him a lot more excited like this.
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