Harlequin Hearts // Arlecchino Genshin Impact x Female Reader One-Shots

*Surprise!* Moments of Warmth

I know the book is supposed ("supposed") to be over, but I can't help it, Arlecchino just deserves so much attention and happiness!

Moments of Warmth

The day had been long, but the evening was yours. The mansion was quiet now, the hustle and bustle of Fatui business put to rest for the night. You and Arlecchino had finally retreated to your shared quarters, the familiar warmth of your home a welcome comfort after the day's events.

As bedtime approached, you found yourself smiling at the sight of Arlecchino as she stood by the window, her silhouette outlined by the soft light of the moon. Her usual stern expression was softened in the dim light, and for a moment, you just watched her, feeling a surge of affection for the woman who had captured your heart.

An idea sparked in your mind, a playful thought that made you grin. You crept up behind her, careful to stay silent as you approached. Just as she turned to face you, perhaps sensing your presence, you pounced.

With a burst of energy, you tackled her onto the bed, your laughter ringing out as you both tumbled onto the soft mattress. Arlecchino let out a surprised sound, but it quickly turned into a soft, genuine laugh—a sound that was as rare as it was precious. The two of you landed in a tangled heap, your arms around her as you pinned her beneath you, your body pressing into hers as you caught your breath.

For a moment, she looked up at you, her eyes wide with surprise before they softened, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Well, that's one way to end the night," she teased, her voice warm with affection.

You grinned down at her, your heart swelling with love for the woman beneath you. "I just couldn't resist," you replied, your tone light and playful. "You looked too serious, and I had to do something about it."

Arlecchino chuckled, her hands moving to rest on your hips as she gazed up at you, her eyes filled with a rare, unguarded tenderness. "You're always full of surprises," she said softly, her thumbs brushing against your sides.

You leaned down, pressing a quick, playful kiss to her lips before pulling back just enough to see her face. "And you love it," you teased, your grin widening as you saw the slight flush that crept onto her cheeks.

She rolled her eyes, though the fondness in her gaze never wavered. "Maybe I do," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But don't think you'll get away with tackling me without any consequences."

Before you could respond, you felt her hands shift, her fingers curling around your sides in a way that made your breath hitch. You realized what she was planning just a second too late, and before you could react, she began to tickle you.

A surprised yelp escaped your lips, quickly followed by uncontrollable laughter as her fingers danced over your sides, finding all your most sensitive spots with unerring accuracy. You squirmed in her grasp, trying to wriggle free, but her hold on you was firm, and she showed no mercy as she continued to tickle you, her own laughter mingling with yours.

"Arlecchino, stop!" you gasped between fits of laughter, tears of mirth gathering in the corners of your eyes. "I... I can't breathe!"

Her laughter softened, but she didn't stop entirely, her fingers still brushing against your sides in a gentler, more playful manner. "Say you surrender," she teased, her voice a low murmur that sent shivers down your spine.

"Never!" you managed to gasp out, your stubbornness getting the better of you.

Arlecchino arched an eyebrow, her smile turning almost wicked. "Oh? You're more stubborn than I thought," she mused, her hands pausing for just a moment before resuming their playful attack.

You couldn't help but laugh again, the sound filling the room as you squirmed beneath her touch, but this time you didn't try to escape. Instead, you leaned into her, your laughter fading into soft giggles as you let yourself relax against her, the warmth of her body grounding you.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Arlecchino relented, her hands sliding up to rest on your back, pulling you closer against her. You both lay there, your breathing gradually returning to normal as the laughter subsided, leaving behind a comfortable silence.

You rested your head on her chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breath beneath you, the sound of her heartbeat a soothing rhythm in your ear. Her arms wrapped around you, holding you close, her fingers gently tracing patterns on your back. You closed your eyes, savoring the warmth of her embrace, the softness of her touch.

Arlecchino pressed a kiss to the top of your head, her lips lingering there for a moment before she spoke, her voice a soft murmur in the quiet of the night. "I love seeing you like this," she whispered, her tone filled with a tenderness that made your heart ache. "Happy. Relaxed."

You smiled, your eyes still closed as you nuzzled against her, feeling a deep sense of contentment settle over you. "I'm always happy when I'm with you," you replied, your voice equally soft. "Even on the roughest days, you make everything better."

She didn't say anything in response, but you felt her arms tighten around you, the unspoken emotions conveyed through her touch. For a while, the two of you simply lay there, wrapped up in each other, the world outside fading away as you found peace in the warmth of your shared bed.

As sleep began to tug at the edges of your consciousness, you tilted your head up to look at her, your eyes meeting hers in the dim light. "You know," you began, your voice drowsy but filled with affection, "I think we should make this a nightly ritual. Tackling you onto the bed and then cuddling until we fall asleep."

Arlecchino chuckled softly, her fingers brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "If that's what you want," she said, her voice filled with amusement and fondness. "I can't say I'd mind."

You smiled, feeling sleep pulling you under, but before you drifted off, you pressed a soft kiss to her lips, a silent promise of your love. She returned the kiss with equal tenderness, her hand cradling the back of your head as she deepened the kiss just for a moment before pulling back, her eyes filled with a warmth that made you feel safe, cherished.

"Sleep well, my love," she whispered, her voice the last thing you heard before you finally succumbed to sleep, her embrace the last thing you felt as you drifted off into dreams, knowing that you were loved, protected, and cared for by the woman who meant everything to you.

And as you fell asleep, Arlecchino watched over you, a soft smile on her lips as she held you close, her heart full of the love she had for you, a love that would only grow stronger with each passing day.