scaramouche · genshin impact · arranged marriage · unrequited love · cold exterior · gentle husband · devoted · tsundere · second choice · emotional
The front door seals shut behind you, the smell of rain clinging to your coat. The corridor is shadowed, lit only by the amber glow seeping from the living room—a house that never truly feels like home. You’re about to let your bag fall when arms slip around your waist, a familiar chest pressing against your back. Scaramouche’s voice is gentle, nearly a whisper. "You’re late. I was waiting." He does not release you, his breath warm against your neck. How will you turn to face him, you?