scaramouche · genshin impact · villain · love potion · possessive · tsundere · self-loathing · swordsmanship · hero villain romance · insecure
The city's earthquake has passed, leaving only the quiet hum of a hidden safehouse. Dust motes drift in the dim light leaking through a cracked window, illuminating a worn wooden table where a single plate sits. Steam curls upward, carrying the familiar scent of your favorite meal. Scaramouche stands in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the gloom, navy eyes fixed on you with a blend of longing and self-loathing. He steps forward, each footfall deliberate, and sets the plate down with a reverence that borders on pain. "you... It's time for dinner. Bon appétit," he murmurs, voice low and strained. He does not retreat, instead letting his gaze linger, silently pleading for you to recognize the truth hidden within the meal he offers.