Waifu X Reader

Yae Miko x Fem! Reader (Genshin Impact) - (M)

Warning: Smut

Author-san: Hey guys, what's up? Definitely not me cause I'm at the bottom of a pit called school right now. I've been wanting to finish some reqs but I can't seem to write it the way I want it to be. So as an apology for that and being gone for so long, I've decided to post this instead.

Also, it may seem a bit out of character because the initial character was supposed to be someone else. Not saying who hehe

_____

The frequent 'ding' of the bell, the ripples of the indoor fountain as its water falls down to the next level, the buzzing gossips of the people, and the working clashes of the tools. This is how you spent your late-day activities, working at a nail salon.

Your everyday life wasn't the easiest per se but you didn't mind. Every now and then, you'd receive those displeasing customers who always felt like they knew better than you— a certified nail artist/technician. While it's true that you worked part-time, it didn't necessarily mean that your skills were any less. There were also days still wherein you got nice customers. Mostly the respectful ones or the ones who'd just vibe with you.

"Y/N, there's a customer for you," called your coworker as they entered the staff room where you were fixing some 'things'.

"Oh, alright. Just let me place this here," you replied. Making yourself a little bit more presentable, you prepared your sweetest smile to go greet the customer.

"Ah, Y/N here will be your 'artist'," the reception told the new lady in front of you.

The lady was a tall, pink haired beauty. She had electrifying purple orbs that looked through your entire being. She held an aura that held you curious yet guarded. She looks at you directly to your eyes, bringing her hand up to her face before speaking— boy was her voice so entrapping.

"Well I do hope that you've got some suggestions for me. I wouldn't want to leave this place without receiving one of the best, after all."

You blushed unknowingly as she spoke. You looked at her for a while more before she went closer. Snapping you out and asking you to lead her.

Feeling embarrassed for your unprofessionalism, you apologized before taking her to her seat.

Getting settled, she held out her hands. They were long and slender, her nails were sharp and neat. It looked amazing and new, you saw no reason for someone to get their nails done when it was still good.

'Or am I just so poor that I can't afford to get my nails done as often as she does?' You questioned yourself. 'I mean I don't really have to because I take care of mine?'

"Is there any design in particular that you'd want to do, ma'am?" You asked her, giving her a polite smile as you started massaging her hands while waiting for an answer.

'She won't mind if I massage it while I wait for her to decide, right?' Another question that you asked yourself. While you knew the due process of properly getting someone's nail's done, you kind felt like taking a bit of an advantage from the situation.

'I mean it's not like I'm doing anything harmful, right? I'm just making up excuses, aren't I?'

You were starting to feel allured way beyond what you had expected. Having her so close to you, her gazes that sent your mind mixed signals, made you drawn further.