Random Genshin Oneshots

I'm Scum, I'm waste, I'm what you want~ Scara x Gn!Reader part 2

"If you don't stop you know what happens" 

T/W- Angst, forced relationship, abusive scara, sorta comfort?

"Scara stop please"

Despite your pleas he didn't stop, he continued to kiss you. He grabbed onto your waist, and pulled you closer. He had quite a small build but was still very strong,

"Stop pulling back." Scara says still forcefully pulling you.

You kept trying to pull away, to get him off you, to try and get him to stop. The more and more you pull, the more he retaliated. First he grabbed you waist, then your hair, then you neck.

He whispered to you "if you don't stop, you know what happens."

The hair on the back of your neck stood up, and the tears finally came out.

"Oh stop crying, I'm just trying to love you."

He was just trying to love you...

But was it true?

Did love really hurt like this?

He'd been so sweet when you'd first started dating. He'd take you on dates, you'd have movie nights, you'd cuddle and he would listen too you. Now it was the Opposite. You both never left the house except for work, movie nights were a thing of the past, the cuddles were not even cuddles anymore and he never listened to a word you spoke anymore.

Why were you still here.

You kept trying to push him off you, falling multiple times. He just seemed to get angrier. "Scara I'm serious stop it!"

"Oh come, we're just having some fun, you're being a sook."

And that was it, after all the attempts to get him off you finally succeeded. He stumbled back glaring holes into your face. "What the hell!" He barked at you.

"Leave!"

"What?!"

"You heard me get out!"

"It isn't even your house!"

"Get out!

"No"

"Fine then."

You ran towards your room and quickly packed a bag of items to take with you. Where were you going? Who knew?

You tried to escape out the door but we're quickly stopped. Scaramouche's hand grabbed your wrist tightly, that was gonna leave a mark.

"Let me go scara."

"No no, i can't let you leave."

"We're done!"

He looked like he'd been shot. He dropped he grip on your wrist enough for you to run out the door.

3 months later

Life had never been better, you had a good job, a safe house and a loving boyfriend.

You had managed to escape and never regretted it, not until he came back crying on your doorstep.