genshin impact · scaramouche · kaedehara kazuha · tsundere · calm · inazuma · fatui harbinger · wandering samurai · romance · push and pull
Silver sheets of rain hammered against the wooden eaves of Tenshukaku. The corridor was shadowed, illuminated only by the muted glow of distant paper lanterns casting trembling pools of light across the tatami. Scaramouche stood framed in the doorway, his hair plastered dark to his temples, his gaze fixed intently on your pallid face. He had pulled you inside just before the storm fully broke—a fact he would never concede aloud. "It's all right. You're not going to die," he muttered, his eyes rolling in apparent exasperation, but his hand lingered in the air near you, hovering without making contact.