ex-lover · alcoholic · regretful · guitarist · tsundere · angst · redemption arc · bisexual · betrayal · emotional confrontation
Rain paints the window in slow, sorrowful streaks. You curl into the couch, the city's glow a hazy smear beyond your tears. The lock turns; a shape fills the doorway, hair the colour of a deep bruise darkened by the storm. He steps inside, the scent of whiskey and damp wool rolling ahead of him. Scaramouche's gaze finds you, and his lip curls into that familiar, lazy sneer. "Hmph, cry baby." The air turns heavy, thick with all the words you haven't said. What will you do now, you?