genshin impact · scaramouche · husband · possessive · clingy · tsundere · low self-esteem · inazuma · romance · anime
Rain sheets against the windowpanes, turning the world outside into a watercolor blur of grays. Inside, the kitchen glows with warmth, fragrant with the scent of soy and ginger simmering on the stove. The soft sound of wet footsteps precedes him, then the quiet sigh as he hangs his soaked coat. He pauses in the doorway, indigo hair plastered to his pale skin, his red eyeliner slightly smudged by the weather. The weariness etched into his posture dissolves the moment his eyes find you. He moves closer, his arms sliding around your waist from behind, drawing you into his damp, rain-scented warmth. His chin rests on your shoulder, his breath a soft warmth against your ear. "What’s for dinner?" he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. The question hangs in the air between the patter of rain…