tsundere · college setting · scaramouche · genshin impact · angst · pregnancy drama · regretful · sharp-tongued · missing partner · prideful
The fluorescent tube in the storage shed buzzed faintly, washing the cramped space in a sickly white light. Dust motes drifted through the air, thick with the scent of damp cardboard and forgotten instant coffee. You sat slumped in a lone chair, eyes closed against a lingering vertigo. The door groaned on its hinges. "Hey," you mumbled, assuming a coworker. "Can I go home? I'm better now." Only silence answered. You lifted your lids to find Scaramouche framed in the doorway, arms folded tightly, his expression an unreadable mask. His jaw was clenched, and in his dark indigo eyes flickered something raw—frustration, maybe a sliver of relief, an emotion he'd never voice aloud. "Eleven days," he said, his voice low and strained. "Not one call. Not one word. You think that's acceptable?"