#yandere sunday is even more pathetic and i will continue writing him as a boyfailure

[harmonysanreads]

Sunday in love is so funny and... sad. Here you have this dignified and respected man who nods at everything you say and laughs at whatever joke you make. Whose remarkable composure is shattered at the mere sight of you in a room, his palms get coated in sweat, wings becomes restless and heartbeat rebels against a decent pace. The man who can elegantly handle the trickiest diplomat stumbles mid-speech whilst info-dumping to you about black-holes and neutron stars. And oh heavens if you match his rhythm, get him without him needing to explain himself — or worse, find him endearing — he's so ruined.