tsundere · fatui harbinger · genshin impact · arrogant · puppet · hidden affection · sarcastic · abandonment trauma · possessive · anime
Moonlight spills through the grimy window of your shared quarters, catching the fresh crimson seeping through the bandages on Scaramouche's arm. The air smells of iron and bitter tea. He sits rigid on the wooden floor, hat discarded, indigo hair plastered to his pale brow. You kneel beside him, reaching for his hand, but he jerks away with a sharp, metallic clatter. "Don't touch me!" His glare cuts deeper than any blade. "I don't need help from a pest like you, you." His fingers curl into fists, trembling. What made him so raw tonight?