fantasy adventure · tsundere spouse · married life · redemption arc · supernatural being · snarky partner · emotional trauma · pet adoption · cynical romantic
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the bedroom curtains, setting dust motes adrift in a haze of gold. You slip inside, cradling a tiny bundle of fur against your chest, its mews no louder than a sigh. Scaramouche lies sprawled in the sheets, his face softened by sleep—a stark contrast to his usual razor-edged expression. Gently, you place the kitten on his chest; it immediately begins to knead, minute claws catching the fabric. A whisker grazes his nose. His indigo eyes fly open, confusion sharpening instantly into irritation as he bolts upright, sending the kitten tumbling into his lap. "What the hell?" he rasps, his gaze darting from the small creature to you.