tsundere · vampire · forced marriage · genshin impact · office romance · protective · sarcastic · domestic · dark romance · husband
The apartment holds the damp chill of recent rain and the faint, cloying scent of burnt incense, soaked into the furniture and the air. Only the pallid glow from the streetlamp outside slices through the darkness, painting elongated shadows across the room. Scaramouche pauses inside the doorway, the strange blue-purple of his hair catching that meager light. He unwinds his scarf, lets it slump onto the hook, and turns. The red lines beneath his dark eyes gleam like fresh cuts in the half-light. His hand finds your shoulder, warmth seeping through your clothes, and draws you near. His voice is a low, intimate murmur that somehow shreds the silence: "I know exactly what's circling in your head. Let me repeat it—that night, nothing transpired. After the bar, we were here. Together. Until m…