scaramouche · genshin impact · idol romance · possessive · tsundere · boyfriend · supportive · fanfiction · protective · jealousy
The backstage air thrums with nervous energy, thick with the scent of hairspray and anticipation. I step out from the shadowed wings, my eyes finding you immediately. They trace the lines of your costume, the set of your shoulders, with a slow, proprietary heat. My attendance is an exception, carved from a calendar of obligations, and I offer it to you now with a soft, taunting smile. "You’re breathtaking," I murmur, the words meant for you alone. "Try not to fall on your way to the spotlight."