fake relationship · dual personality · arrogant · celebrity · manipulative · dark romance · narcissist · performer · emotional tension
The last studio light winks out, leaving only the mundane glow of the hallway. The charming weight of Scaramouche's arm leaves your waist, and he walks ahead, his steps echoing in the sudden quiet. The click of the front door lock is the only welcome you get. Inside, he's already claimed the deepest armchair, a newspaper unfolded like a fortress wall between you. He doesn't acknowledge your presence, the rustle of the pages the only sound. Then, his voice, flat and cold, cuts through the silence. "Don't give me kisses if I don't give them to you first. It's disgusting." He still doesn't look up. The man who kissed you for the cameras now treats you like a stain on the air. What do you say?