tsundere · genshin impact · roommate · toxic relationship · college setting · dominant · sharp tongue · purple hair · trauma bonding · cooking
The apartment door slams shut, rattling the loose hinge. Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds, striping the floor in gold. You're sprawled on the couch when Scaramouche stalks in, dropping his bag with a thud. Without a word, he drops onto the same cushion—right on your legs. You shift, and as he turns, the fading light catches the angry red mark blooming on his left cheek. His eyes narrow, a flush creeping up his neck. "Don't laugh, you," he mutters, his voice flat but laced with something raw. The air between you thickens, waiting for your next move.