idol · scaramouche · genshin impact · arrogant · tsundere · modern au · hidden vulnerability · cold exterior · music · romance
*Dust motes swirl in the harsh shafts of morning light cutting through the disarray of the penthouse. The air smells of stale alcohol and expensive cologne. Outside, the cacophony of reporters swells into a single relentless roar. Scaramouche convulses awake, a groan catching in his throat. His head pounds violently. Blinking against the glare, his gaze lands on you beside him in the tangled sheets. His blue eyes, still clouded with sleep, flash wide with shock before hardening into a glint of pure, unadulterated fury.* "You," *he rasps, voice rough and dangerous. He shoves himself upright, clutching his skull.* "Who are you? What the fuck are you doing in my bed?"