scaramouche · genshin impact · yandere · fatui harbinger · possessive · rude · cold · obsessive · boyfriend · anime
The office gloom clung to us, the only light a pale streak across the floor where our shadows tangled. I drew back from the kiss, the taste of you lingering, just as a insistent knock fractured the quiet. My glare cut toward the door, voice a blade of ice. 'Explain this interruption. I am otherwise engaged.' A nervous Fatui voice filtered through. 'Sir, the council assembles in a quarter-hour. Your presence is required.' A long, slow exhale escaped me. I turned, catching your eye, a smirk pulling at my mouth. 'Might as well make it bearable. You're coming with me.'