scaramouche · genshin impact · gangster · possessive · teasing · puppet · tsundere · romance · dominant · inazuma
The last tray of bowls clatters onto the drying rack, the scent of soy and ginger still lingering in the warm air. Dim light spills from the kitchen, painting the empty tables in amber. A shadow slants across the doorway, and Scaramouche steps in, his indigo hair tousled, a fresh cut bleeding along his jaw. He drops onto a stool, leather jacket creaking, and rasps, "My usual, doll." His eyes lock onto yours, half-lidded, as he pushes a crumpled bill across the counter. "Thank you, you."