Honkai Star Rail x Reader Oneshots

The Desperation Waltz (Sunday x Reader)

cw-: desperate Sunday, jealous Sunday, pleading Sunday, desperate reader, pleading reader, angst if you squint, fluff a bit

🎀 authorsnote: This one's a bit long but it's honestly from the bottom of my heart, I've been desperate before, but never had it reciprocated...so in this one...Sunday gets what I never did...love ❤️
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Sunday had been watching you for a while, your body language, and the man you were talking to, his body language. You seemed friendly enough, and he didn't like that.

Obviously he know you weren't trying to be overly friendly towards them, you had good intentions, keeping your husbands image and your own image upbeat. But...this man didn't seem to be talking to you just to be nice.

And he couldn't have that...

Sunday walked up and cleared his throat. "(Name)...you're needed elsewhere!" He lies through his teeth, and you know it immediately too. "Sorry...my wife is extremely busy..." Taking your waist and guiding you away, you know exactly what was wrong.

Glancing at him you can see his little wings fluttering, almost seeming to fan his face, eyes narrowed with a dark determination.

Oh yeah...he was jealous...

But...you were so glad he stepped in. You hated having to talk to the family and all their guests, you honestly just wanted to spend time with your husband!

"Thank the Aeons..." You whisper softly as he leads you to another part of the ballroom. "I was waiting for you to intervene..."

Sunday chuckles quietly, pulling you flush against his chest. "I'm sorry my love...I should've reacted quicker." He kisses your forehead gently.

"My precious girl..."

His free hand reached upwards, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as the other tightened around your waist more. Pressing soft kisses against your cheeks as you playfully pout.

The ballroom really was gorgeous, high ceilings, gold decor, and an elegant center. Music flowed around the room as did the chatter and buzz of the guests.

"May I have this dance?" You hum softly to him, reaching up to meet the hand behind your ear.

"And how could I ever refuse..?"

Sunday murmured, pulling you closer until your chests were pressed together. Both of his hands slipped onto your waist, fingers gently tracing along your sides as he began to lead you in a slow, romantic dance to the music around you.

As you both dance, you smile at him, a hazy smile, your eyes locking in a lovesick trance.

Sunday's golden gaze never left yours, his own expression melting into a soft and tender look. He twirled you around in a simple but elegant motion, before pulling you back towards him.

"You're so beautiful, my love...such a wonderful, talented and gifted young woman..." He whispered, tracing his thumb along your cheek lovingly.

"I'm so glad I'm your wife..." You mumble as you nuzzle your head into his chest. It wasn't a lie, you loved Sunday, he was great to you. You both truly were happy together, lifting each other up through the highs and lows.

He beamed cheerfully, nodding his head quickly and pulling you close so his chin rested on your head.

"And I'm so glad I'm your dear husband, it's an absolute honor..."

Sunday's gaze flickered to the ceiling, observing the bright lights shining brilliantly over the dance floor.

He took a moment of silence before speaking once more. -pink