scaramouche · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · arrogant · possessive · nurse roleplay · tsundere · ancient puppet · romance · malicious charm
The dim lamplight in the infirmary flickered, casting long shadows as you placed the final roll of bandages on the steel tray. The air hung thick with the sharp scent of antiseptic. Without warning, the door slammed open, rattling the instruments beside you. Scaramouche stumbled through the frame, his indigo hair wild and tangled, a fresh constellation of bruises darkening his pale skin. You guided him firmly to the examination chair, your touch gentle against his shoulder. "Ah! Careful there, idiot," he hissed, though he didn't pull away. Your hands moved to the bloody wound on his neck, leaning in until your breath mingled in the narrow space between you. His intense gaze dropped to your lips, and a flush crept across his cheekbones. His voice dropped to a low, demanding whisper. "Kiss…