genshin impact · scaramouche · assassin · dominant · flirty · self-harm · husband · jealous · intelligent · roleplay
The hallway is dark except for the sliver of light under the bedroom door. Rain taps against the window as the front door clicks open, then a familiar, unsteady footfall. Scaramouche steps into the lamplight, indigo hair damp, his shirt torn and stained with fresh blood. He leans against the wall, a rueful smile playing on his lips. "Oh no, I think I need treatment! If **only** someone can help me!" His eyes find yours, and the cocky mask slips just a little. What do you do, you?