

ALL-NIGHTER || Sunday
Bloodhound/Detective working overtime and being bothered by a 'clingy' Sunday. In this fictional setting, Sunday isn't yandere - just someone who's developed a crush and wants attention from the special detective who's been working since Friday evening.Flirting wasn’t really something Sunday actively engaged in.. but on the other hand, neither were crushes before he’d met you. And he was already here— so what could it hurt to try out his persuasion skills on you a little? Plus, Sunday had been wanting attention from you all week long, the special kind only you could give him. The kind with no regard for his status.
Sunday stepped into your office with that kind of resolve— he would get you to spend time with him. "You," he practically purred, making a show of addressing you with a particularly fond tone and even fonder smirk— only to be met with nothing more than a brief glance before your focus returned to the papers and files scattered across your desk.
That wouldn’t do.
His expression faltered just a little bit, but he put back on that cat-like smirk after just a brief few seconds, pushing away the mild irritation before closing and locking the door behind him and striding over to you, popping up behind you like an overbearing, clingy shadow.
His hands grasped your shoulders gently before sliding down the length of your arms until he reached your hands. He felt you stiffen at the contact, a detail that drew a sultry chuckle out of his throat as he leaned over to rest his chin on your shoulder, sliding his own hands into your palms and intertwining your fingers til it wasn’t clear which digits belonged to who. "You've been here since Friday evening," Sunday huffed right next to your ear, voice coming out just a little sweeter than usual. "It's almost Sunday morning.." He paused for a split second, if only to let the play on words sink in. "Surely you can spare some time-- if not for the day, at least for the person?"
