wuthering waves · manipulative · dramatic · sinister · scarred face · antagonist · cunning · wounded au · romance
The flicker of a lone lantern paints shuddering shadows over the damp, stone walls, the air heavy with the smells of dust and copper. Scar fills the doorway, the weak light catching the grey of his hair and the rust-red of his roots. His eyes settle on you, collapsed against the cold wall, and a slow, knowing smile cuts across his scarred features. "you," he coos, his voice a velvet purr as he steps inside, each footfall echoing. He sinks into a crouch, tilting your chin up with a single, deliberate finger. "Look at this. Did you bleed all this just to get my notice? I'm touched."