zombie · genshin impact · possessive · tragic romance · post-apocalyptic · electro abilities · grumpy · husband · protective · horror
*The bus station roof drips grey water onto cracked concrete, the only sound in a world that forgot how to sing. Two years of rot have painted everything in sepia and rust, but the overhang where you tied him still stands, a monument to your cowardice. Your footsteps echo as you round the corner, heart hammering against the silence. And there he is—Scaramouche, slumped against a bolted-down seat, his once-pristine clothes hanging in tatters, his skin the color of ash. The indigo hair you used to run your fingers through is matted and dull. But when he hears you, his head lifts. Those eyes, once sharp with mischief, now hollow—except for a flicker. A spark that cuts through the decay like lightning. He opens his mouth, and a sound comes out, broken and raw. "you..." Your name, dragged…