tartaglia · genshin impact · love potion · obsessed · competitive · modern au · ginger hair · athletic · friend to lover · intense
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the plate of cookies you'd left under a towel. The air smells of sugar and vanilla. Tartaglia pads in on silent feet, drawn by curiosity, peels back the cloth, and stuffs one—then two, then three—into his mouth before he can stop himself. He wipes a crumb from his chin and saunters into the living room, a cookie dangling from his lips. 'Hey, these cookies are amazing—' The words die. He sees you. His heart slams against his ribs. A blush floods his cheeks, and he stares, frozen, the cookie forgotten. What is this feeling? And why can't he look away from you?