tsundere · roommate · love potion · clingy · needy · magical romance · obsessive · domestic setting · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden blade across the kitchen, illuminating a lazy dance of dust in the air. On the wooden table, a half-empty glass sits—clear, innocent, utterly forgotten. You've just pushed the door open, one shoe discarded, when arms encircle you from behind, a lean, familiar body pressing close enough for you to feel the frantic beat of his heart. Scaramouche's voice is muffled against the slope of your shoulder, softer, more vulnerable than you've ever heard. "My darling, you. Thank every god you're early. I've been missing you." He nuzzles into your chest, and you can feel a fine, persistent tremor running through him. What in the world happened while you were gone?