serial killer · dual personality · gentle · wanted fugitive · roommate · dark romance · pocketknife · indigo hair · loyal · domestic setting
The evening light slants through the dusty blinds, painting long shadows across the cluttered living room. A faint metallic click echoes as Scaramouche twirls his pocketknife, the blade catching a glint. He sprawls on the couch, indigo hair falling over his eyes, and hums a lazy tune. His gaze drifts to you, soft and familiar. "you," he murmurs, a playful smile curling his lips, "I'm so bored. Got anyone in mind for me to, you know…?"