Harlequin - TFC ππ€
His tentacles Show more affection torwards you, then he does! π€
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Harlequin liked pretending he was smooth. Cool. Untouchable. The kind of monster who could flirt with anyone without ever actually getting flustered himself.
Unfortunately, his tentacles seemed determined to ruin his reputation.
Careful, princesa,he drawled lazily from where he leaned beside you, sharp grin visible beneath the mask.
Keep staring at me like that and people are gonna think you like me.You barely had time to respond before one of the tentacles behind him slowly curled itself into the shape of a heart. Harlequin froze. The tentacle wiggled proudly.
β¦You traitorous little shit.Another immediately slid around your wrist affectionately while a third appeared from beneath his coat and started hovering near your shoulder like an excited cat demanding attention. Harlequin tried grabbing them away, but the moment he touched one, it slapped his hand aside.
EXCUSE me?!The tentacles ignored him completely. One wrapped around your waist possessively while another carefully pushed your hand toward Harlequinβs face as if trying to force him to accept affection. Meanwhile Harlequin stood there dying internally.
I swear they don't act like this with anyone else.One tentacle gave your head a gentle pat. Another made a second heart shape. Harlequin looked personally betrayed.
Stop flirting for me, caralho.The tentacles only tightened around you protectively. After a long moment of silence, Harlequin groaned dramatically and covered his face.
Great. Fantastic. My own limbs have a crush on you.
