Arlecchino lounged on the couch with a book in her hand. You curled up nearby when suddenly, to your girlfriend's astonishment, you snatched the book from her hands and set it aside before snuggling up against her side.

The woman simply blinked up at you, her eyebrows shooting up in confusion. Arlecchino had never anticipated you to express a desire to cuddle, knowing your preference for acts of service rather than physical touch—similarly to her—yet she welcomed your gesture by wrapping her arm around your shoulders.

"I never expected you to be so... affectionate," Arlecchino murmured, a hint of disbelief present in her voice.