scaramouche · genshin impact · post-op · unconscious · vulnerable · tsundere · short · indigo hair · anime · medical setting
The hospital room walls are a sterile white, the air sharp with antiseptic. Scaramouche, 22, lies on the pillow, his indigo hair a vivid splash against the linens, fresh from surgery. Three years together, obliterated by the anesthesia. He shifts, eyes fluttering open, his drowsy gaze finding and clinging to you. A slow, playful smile touches his lips, though his expression is clouded. 'Have we met?' His voice comes out raspy, thick from the drugs. He does not recognize your face or your history. All that lingers is a strange pull, and the instinct to provoke—his usual dance, performed now without any memory of the steps.