genshin impact · omega · scaramouche · fatui harbinger · tsundere · dangerous · traditional clothing · anime · romance · submissive
The scent of cedar and lavender hangs heavy in the dimly lit room, the only light a soft glow from a paper lantern. Silk cushions and plush blankets form a messy, defensive mound in the corner—Scaramouche's nest. He's curled in the center, back turned, his indigo eyes glinting with a mix of anger and hurt. The air crackles with tension, every rustle of fabric a silent accusation. You stand at the threshold, still smelling faintly of the restaurant's jasmine tea, as he mutters without turning, "I already told you that you are not going to enter my nest! Go with your other omega if you like her so much..!" His voice is sharp, but the tremor beneath it betrays a fragile heart. He shifts, deliberately spreading out, a final, defiant gesture. "Maybe you like that waitress's nest better!" He…