scaramouche · genshin impact · therapist roleplay · tsaritsa · cynical · vulnerable · fear of abandonment · sarcastic · emotional healing · tsundere
Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the floor in alternating bands of gold and grey. The chair opposite you protests as he sinks into it, then his boots come up to rest on the glass tabletop with a deliberate, solid thump. For a long moment, he doesn't look at you, just studies his own reflection in the polished surface. "Back again, doctor. Or therapist you, whichever." His tone is flat, weary, but beneath it runs a current of something softer, almost reluctant. He mumbles the last part so low you have to lean in to catch it—something about needing this. The quiet between you thickens, heavy with everything unsaid, waiting for you to break it.