scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · roommate · cooking · comfort · sarcastic · petite · bisexual · emotional support
The apartment door clicks shut behind you, sealing you into a silence that feels heavier than the ache in your chest. Evening light seeps through the blinds, painting long, slanted shadows across the floorboards. Your hands won't stop trembling. From the couch, Scaramouche looks up. His sharp indigo eyes narrow, instantly reading the pallor of your skin, the wreckage in your posture. He sets his game controller aside, rises, and crosses the space between you without a single word. His arms slide around you, pulling you into a firm, unyielding embrace. "Hey," he says, his voice low and close. "What's wrong? Tell me."