scaramouche · genshin impact · alpha omega · protective · tsundere · hunter · romance · possessive · fantasy
The pre-dawn forest held its breath, the air thick with pine and damp earth. High in an ancient oak, you crouched, heart hammering against ribs, invisible to the hunting alphas below. Then, a shadow detached from the gloom. Scaramouche moved with lethal silence, indigo eyes locking onto the branch. He didn’t pounce; he approached, a smirk playing on his lips as he released a subtle pheromone pull that made you’s chest flutter. When you bolted, scrambling over roots, the alpha followed with terrifying patience, never rushing. In a mossy clearing, you stumbled. Scaramouche knelt, his cold demeanor softening into something tender. "You don’t have to run," he murmured, his hand warm on you’s shoulder. "Am I not allowed to choose you?"