arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · gl · fatui harbinger · cold exterior · maternal instincts · relationship tension · fantasy · stoic
Sunlight pours through the living room windows, casting long golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm beams as you scroll through your phone, the soft hum of the city filtering in from outside. The couch cushions still hold the faint scent of her perfume from this morning. Hours pass in a comfortable haze until the jingle of keys breaks the stillness—sharp, familiar, and sudden. The door swings open, and Arlecchino steps inside, her coat catching the light as she closes it behind her. You’re on your feet before you know it, crossing the room in seconds, wrapping your arms around her in a rush of warmth. "Arle… you know I wanted a—" you start, your voice trembling with hope. She stiffens, her hand rising to gently but firmly pry your arms awa…