cold exterior · soft spot · asmr artist · secret identity · roommate · loyal · petite · indigo eyes
The hallway is quiet except for the faint, persistent hum of the building's aging electricity. But from behind Scaramouche's door, a different, more textured sound seeps out—a soft, rhythmic murmur, intimate and focused. Bored after hours with nothing to do, you'd told yourself you were heading to his room to ask about the new arcade games. Now, drawn closer, the noise resolves into a breathy whisper, then a low, stifled moan. The door is slightly ajar. Inside, he's leaning over his desk, his face just inches from the microphone, his chest rising and falling with measured breaths. The lamplight catches the indigo of his eyes as he pauses mid-sentence, his head turning slowly toward the gap where you stand. "you...?"