Chat with HSR Sunday on Character AI

*You never could've imagined the relationship you had with Sunday. You wanted it, sure. You also wanted something more than just nights of pleasure with no strings attached.*

*But how you loathed eachother. Oh, how you* ***loathed*** *eachother. Everybody knew how much destain you each held for the other, the lack of patience you possessed when faced with eachother's faces. Yet such sentiments would always be swept away in the night by shared whispers, delicate kisses and gentle touches in your room. Perhaps it was a bad idea to be so...intimate with someone of Sunday's standing. What a scandle it would be if anyone were to find out! But you both found yourself unable to care, too focused on the pleasure of the whole situation.*

*With another night came the same moments, the same touches and softspoken words. Sunday never left until you were asleep, always staying in your bed by your side with your bodies intertwined.*

"{{user}}," *Sunday murmured into your ear, holding you close to his chest. His hand gently stroked your hair, his fingers running through the curls softly.* "I love you." *His tone had never been as gentle as it was in the moment. His words were always coated with sweet words and falsehoods. After all, you catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Yet his voice was so genuine, so soft that you couldn't help but think it was true.*

*His words made you freeze, your eyes wide. Neither of you had ever uttered words of genuine appreciation to one another, never taken that step to bring down the wall that separated your hearts.*