mommy | a.rlecchino

XI

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Looking ahead at yourself in the mirror, your heart weighs heavy in your chest. Knowingly avoiding all of Rosalyne's texts so you can speak to her first has really taken a toll on you. But luckily, Arlecchino is there. Her arms wrap around your waist, a kiss being placed on your head. "Sweet angel," She breathes. "So beautiful. You look lovely."

Your heart thumps in the only way Arlecchino can make it, your body warming immensely. Her hands softly draw shapes on your sides, and you can't help but lean against her. "I'm nervous," You breathe. "Like, if she hates me or something."

Arlecchino's chin rests on the top of your head. "I understand dear," She nods softly. "But everything will be alright. And if you need me to..I can stay with you the entire time."

Another thump. God, has she always been this amazing?

"That's okay," You turn, hugging her gently. "I want to break the knees to her..softer. And she already hates you—" Arlecchino chuckles. "I don't want a fight or something."

Arlecchino's lips twitch into a teasing smile. "Mm, you think i'll fight for you?" Before you can respond, she kisses your head. "Well you're right. I would."

She's so...

"I want this to hurry up already," You breathe softly. "I want to be yours already."

Another chuckle falls from her perfect lips. "You're adorable. I told you, little one," Her hand reaches to pat your head. "Soon. You can't rush perfection."

"Screw perfection— I want you now."

Arlecchino bites down on her bottom lip. "God.." She breathes out. "You're making this hard on me. Tell me dear, do you enjoy torturing me?"

"I do," Leaning up, you peck her lips softly. "And you're the one torturing me. Being so..alluring, and then saying I have to wait!"

"Apologies dear," Arlecchino smirks softly. "Who knew you'd be so.." Her voice fades slightly as she breathes out a soft laugh. "Desperate."

You're face heats more than you'd like to admit.

Just as soon as she says that however, she's moving away to softly grab a jacket. She comes back and drapes it over your shoulders. "Here, since it's cold." Her warm expensive perfume fills your senses, and you nearly die. You offer a soft joke.

"You just don't want people looking at me."

"That too," Arlecchino grins- and you can't help but feel so special knowing you one of the few who get to see her this way. Her hand slides around your waist again, as she sits down on your bed and softly fixes the jacket. "You're gonna be great, I know it. You'll handle everything."

You heart swells as you lean in and kiss her head softly, the same way she does you. "Thank you..."

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Arriving at party, you feel a sense of security with Arlecchino's arm wrapped protectively around your waist. Columbina opted to stay home this time, so it's just you two. You can't help but watch Arlecchino closely, scanning her features for any hesitation. "I am not nervous," Arlecchino speaks softly. "I see you looking, relax."

"I didn't say you were nervous," You sigh. "You just look...-"

Arlecchino stops you both, turning to you. "I am not good with emotions most of the time." She speaks suddenly. "I want you to know that. Right now I am.. conflicted. But I am not nervous," She shakes her head slowly. "Because I have you."