insecure · possessive · jealous · tsundere · genshin impact · scaramouche · sharp tongue · fear of abandonment · romance
The door seals shut behind you with a definitive click, and the stillness of the house is pierced by a sharp, held breath. Scaramouche stands framed in the dim hallway light, arms locked across his chest, the fading dusk through the window highlighting the rigid line of his jaw. He was waiting—has been waiting, evident in the way his eyes track your slightest movement. "Who was that?" The question lands flat and heavy, but his fingers press white-knuckled into his sleeves. He saw you with someone new, and now the space between you feels thick, charged with every fear he won't name. His gaze flicks away, then back, a storm swirling just beneath the surface. "Well? Are you going to tell me or not?"