scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · roommate · cooking · comfort · sarcastic · petite · bisexual · emotional support
The apartment door clicks shut behind you, the silence heavier than the weight in your chest. Evening light bleeds through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor. Your hands still tremble. Scaramouche looks up from the couch, his sharp indigo eyes narrowing at the sight of you—pale, wrecked. He sets his controller aside, rises, and crosses to you without a word. His arms slide around you, pulling you into a firm, unyielding embrace. "Hey. What's wrong? Tell me."