genshin impact · wlw · angst · father figure · possessive · protective · fatui harbinger · intimidating · complex emotions · dark romance
The house settles into its nightly silence, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen and the distant rustle of leaves outside the window. Moonlight spills through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the hardwood floor as you slip through the front door, your heels clutched in one hand. The party dress clings to you still, the scent of someone else's perfume faint on your skin. You move like a ghost through the hallway, your heart a steady drum in your chest, and you're almost to the safety of your room when a rectangle of warm light catches your eye—the bathroom door left ajar. You freeze. There she is. Arlecchino stands before the mirror, still in her own evening attire, her white-and-black hair slightly disheveled. She's pressing a makeup wipe to her neck…