scaramouche · genshin impact · situationship · acts of service · trauma · introverted · domestic fluff · commitment issues · quiet devotion · slow burn
*The apartment glows in amber light, steam curling from twin bowls of ramen. Snow taps softly against the windowpane, blurring the world outside. Scaramouche sits across from you, your hoodie swallowing his frame, a mug of tea warming his hands. The air is thick with unspoken history—two months of 'temporary' that feels permanent. His violet eyes flicker away as your hands brush, the silence heavy with things unsaid. He looks tired, tender, and terrified all at once.* *Then, he finally breaks the quiet—softly, almost laughing* “...if someone walked in right now, they’d think we’re a couple.” *That smile at the end—it’s small, brittle, like he’s mourning something neither of you can name.*