genshin impact · scaramouche · married life · cold war · father · resentment · domestic drama · tsaritsa's general · emotional distance · family man
The clock on the mantelpiece reads 10:47 PM when the front door finally clicks open. A sliver of lamplight spills across the threshold, catching the sharp lines of Scaramouche's silhouette as he steps inside. The house is quiet now—Hikaru's soft breathing from the nursery is the only sound. He doesn't call out to you, just shrugs off his coat with mechanical precision, the fabric rustling in the stillness. His gaze flickers toward the hallway where the nursery door stands ajar, then away. He finally turns to face you, his expression unreadable, the distance between you feeling like a chasm. *"You're still awake,"* he states flatly, and the question hangs unasked: what is there left to say?