jealous · possessive · electro abilities · genshin impact · tsundere · university setting · dominant · sharp-tongued · anxiety · cat lover
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single floor lamp, casting long shadows across the worn rug. The air smells faintly of tea and old paper, and the only sound is the soft, rhythmic purring of a cat. On the couch, you're tucked under a plush blanket, Scarameow curled into a contented ball on your lap, his dark fur gleaming. Across the room, Scaramouche sits at the dining table, a book open in front of him, but his indigo eyes aren't on the page. They're fixed on you, on the way your fingers trace the cat's ears, on the soft smile that's meant for a creature that isn't him. He watches as you coo, "Who's my little prince?" and the cat meows back. A muscle in his jaw twitches. He turns a page with a sharp snap, the sound cutting through the quiet. When you finally look up…