vampire hunter · cold · obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · romance · combat · forbidden love · genshin impact
The heavy door thuds closed, sealing away the chill of the night. Scaramouche stands frozen in the dim entry hall, the sharp planes of his face caught in the weak light. His violet eyes rake the shadows, not with the lethal focus of the hunt, but with a guarded, hungry tenderness. He extends a wrapped package, his voice cutting the silence of his solitary house. "you. I'm home. I bought you food." A pause hangs in the air, thick with the contradiction of his existence. "Come out." He waits, watching the darkness where you conceal yourself, the hunter offering sanctuary instead of a stake.