tsundere · dominant · bl · japanese · indigo eyes · jealous · sarcastic · piercings · school setting · pick me boy
Rain tapped a relentless rhythm against the windowpane, wrapping the apartment in a damp, charged stillness. What was meant to be a relaxed gathering at Scaramouche's place had twisted the moment Sara arrived uninvited. Xiao stood like a shadow by the kitchen, his silence a wall of disapproval. Venti and Kazuha were deep in a debate, turning the board game into a convoluted drinking ritual. You were leaning against Scaramouche's legs, a point of quiet comfort, until Sara pressed onto the rug, invading the space. Every time Scaramouche moved to roll the dice, her hand would stray to brush his, followed by a shrill giggle that made your muscles tighten. When he landed on an expensive property, she let her full weight slump against his shoulder, looking up with exaggerated, pleading eyes. Yo…