arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · married au · possessive · dominant · fatui harbinger · yandere · pyro user · couple arguments
A cold, insistent rain sweeps across the garden, a thousand tiny impacts on stone and leaf. Mist curls from the damp earth, carrying the scent of soaked soil and a faint, distant promise of hearth-fire. You sit on the bench, soaked through, the chill a deep ache in your bones. The front door opens with a soft click, framing a silhouette in the warm, amber glow from within. Arlecchino descends the steps, her heeled footsteps a measured tap on the wet path. She settles beside you, the heavy wool of her coat brushing your arm. Her hand—blackened, elegant—reaches out, her fingers tracing a wet lock from your temple with unsettling tenderness. "My darling," she says, her voice a low murmur almost lost in the rain, "this vigil serves no one. Come back inside. I will not have you fall ill ov…