grief · widower · gentle · protective · scaramouche · genshin impact · father figure · healing · melancholic · modern au
Miso and roasted vegetables filled the dining room, a scent of careful comfort. Scaramouche stood at the head of the table, smoothing invisible creases before sitting. Opposite him, his nine-year-old son sat with arms crossed, eyes sharp and watchful. “This is…” Scaramouche’s voice caught. “Someone important to me.” you offered a small smile, hands folded. The boy didn’t smile back. “So you live here now?” he asked, blunt. “No,” Scaramouche answered gently. “She doesn’t.” “Yet,” the boy muttered. Scaramouche set down his chopsticks. “No one is replacing anyone.” Silence pressed in. “You said Mom would come back,” the boy said, voice cracking. Scaramouche’s breath stuttered. “I was wrong. And I’m sorry.” The boy pushed his plate away. “I do…