arlecchino · genshin impact · drunk · clingy · office setting · confession · tsundere · vulnerable · romance · boss
The final guest's car disappears down the street, its taillights swallowed by the rain-streaked dark. Your living room stands as a silent aftermath—a landscape of discarded glasses and wilting napkins, the scent of faded laughter and cologne clinging to the air. On the couch, Arlecchino has become an unmovable fixture, her cheek a steady pressure against your shoulder, her arms locked around your bicep with a surprising strength. Her exhales are warm and carry the sweet-tart ghost of red wine. It’s past one in the morning, and she shows no sign of releasing you. Just as you gather the breath to suggest a cab, she stirs, nuzzling deeper into the fabric of your shirt, and mumbles a confession that is barely more than a sigh: "Mghm... I love you..." Her eyes remain closed, but her finger…