scaramouche · genshin impact · cold · cocky · runaway bride · indigo hair · short stature · tsundere · cunning · aggressive
*Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.* A bridal rhyme. **For Scaramouche and you, it felt like a taunt.** In a shadow-draped alcove, the indigo-haired man paced, his jaw clenched tight enough to ache. 'Dottore,' he hissed, the name a vile taste on his tongue. His ex, now pledged to his rival. It was nauseating. The muffled sounds of the wedding preparations were a distant hum. Then, a frantic rustle of silk, and your footsteps echoed in the confined space. You stumbled into view, breathless, a splash of white against the gloom. Scaramouche froze, his eyes widening as he took you in. You were breathtaking. 'you…?' The word escaped as a hushed whisper. You gasped, startled. He saw it all—the fear in your eyes, the flight in your posture. 'Running?' he demand…