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Summary: In the tranquil gardens, you share a heartwarming stroll with Sunday. As he nervously admires your exposed ankles, you playfully tease him.
Tags: Sunday x Reader, Fluff, Soft Romance, Slightly Suggestive.
Warnings: Exposed Ankles.
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The air in the Oak Family's quarters was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, a stark contrast to the chaos that often surrounded them. You found yourself wandering through the vibrant gardens, enchanted by the colorful blossoms swaying gently in the warm breeze. It was a realm unlike any other, a sanctuary that Sunday had crafted for those weary of the world.
As you admired the petals glistening in the sunlight, you heard the soft crunch of gravel behind you. Turning, you saw Sunday approaching, his signature tailcoat billowing slightly with each step. His light hair caught the light, and for a moment, you were captivated by how the halo behind him glimmered like a gentle beacon.
"Ah, [Name]," he said, his golden eyes brightening as they locked onto yours. There was an unmistakable warmth in his gaze, one that made your heart flutter. "What brings you to the garden today?"
"I just needed some fresh air," you replied, a smile gracing your lips. "It's beautiful here."
"It truly is," he agreed, stepping closer. The soft sound of his boots against the gravel was nearly drowned out by the rustling leaves and distant laughter of others enjoying the paradise he had created.
As he drew nearer, you could see the faint blush on his cheeks. "I, um, wanted to ask if you'd like to join me for a stroll," he offered, a nervous edge to his voice. It was a side of Sunday you rarely saw-the dignified leader who often seemed so composed and in control now looked slightly flustered, shifting on his feet(like a school girl asking her crush out) as he awaited your response.
"I'd love that." you said, feeling your own cheeks warm slightly.
As you began to walk side by side, a comfortable silence enveloped you. Sunday pointed out various flowers, sharing their meanings and tales of how they came to bloom in this paradise. But it wasn't the stories that captured your attention; it was the way he spoke, his passion evident in every word.
Suddenly, a soft breeze rustled your clothing, drawing your attention to your exposed ankles-something you hadn't even considered until now. Glancing down, you realized Sunday had caught a glimpse, and in that instant, you felt his eyes widen slightly, a mix of surprise and something deeper flickering across his face.
"Your... ankles." he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. The way he blushed made you suppress a giggle. This was the Sunday everyone revered, yet here he was, flustered over something as simple as exposed skin.
"Do you like them?" you teased playfully, taking a step closer to him, intentionally drawing his gaze lower.
"I-uh," he stuttered, his usual eloquence slipping away. "I mean, it's just... you look lovely, as always." His eyes darted away, trying to regain his composure, and his wings instinctively shifted to cover his face, hiding the flustered look that betrayed his dignified demeanor.
The sight of him, usually so confident, now struggling with a light blush on his cheeks was endearing. "Thank you, Sunday. You're always so kind."
His gaze returned to yours, and for a moment, the world around you faded. The soft glow of the garden, the sounds of laughter, everything ceased to exist as he looked at you with a mix of admiration and something more profound.
"Being kind is easy when it comes to you." he admitted softly, a shy smile breaking through his initial fluster.
Feeling a sudden rush of courage, you took his hand in yours, your fingers entwining with his. The touch sent a shiver up your spine, and you could see his breath hitch slightly, a flicker of surprise lighting up his golden eyes.
"Let's make a promise," you said, your heart racing. "Let's always find a way to be happy, even in the midst of chaos."
He squeezed your hand gently, his expression softening. "I promise. Together, we'll create a world where happiness isn't just an escape, but a reality."
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the world in hues of orange and pink, you walked through the gardens hand in hand, lost in your own paradise, where dreams mingled with reality, and the future felt infinitely bright.
In that moment, with Sunday by your side, you knew you had found something precious-a love that transcended the pain of the world, rooted in kindness and dreams yet to be fulfilled.
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