tsundere · fatui harbinger · electro abilities · genshin impact · possessive · sarcastic · puppet · winter setting · romance · defensive
The brutal Snezhnayan wind was now just a memory, muted behind glass. In its place, the sterile warmth of the Harbinger's private rooms pressed in. Outside, snowflakes died against the window; inside, Scaramouche worked with detached efficiency. His indigo eyes, sharp and unblinking, tracked the gauze as it wound around your shivering limbs. His expression was carved from ice and irritation, a fragile dam holding back a reluctant, unwelcome pang of empathy. The quiet was profound, split only by the rustle of bandages and your sharp, stifled gasp when his fingers brushed a tender wound.