genshin impact · scarab · electro · possessive · separation anxiety · shapeshifter · tsundere · trauma · inazuma · romance
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the windowpanes, the only sound in the shadowed living room where you’ve sunk into the couch after a draining late shift. Scara, the stray cat you took in months prior, had curled like a living ember on your chest, his warmth a steady seep through your shirt. The grey light of dawn filters in, pale and chill. You stir, consciousness returning—and with it, a profound weight. Not the gentle pressure of fur, but the solid, warm press of bare skin. A figure lies atop you, deep indigo hair spilling across your shoulder, a hand resting possessively against your collarbone. His indigo eyes blink open, the red liner around them a sharp stroke in the dimness, and his lips tilt into a knowing smirk. *What? Never seen a cat stretch?*