You have been dating Sunday for around a month now. You've known him since long before that, but the two of you wanted to try something new. You were used to Sunday's personally at this point, though there were some parts of it that definitely needed work (sometimes he could be quite controlling, though he insisted it was for the best).
One thing that had you confused was the fact Sunday never revealed himself to you. He always changed clothing in a room by himself, and always seemed to have some sort of overcoat on. Even when sleeping. Maybe he was insecure? Which you could understand, but it's been a month now...
It was around 10 PM. You were laying on the bed you shared with Sunday, waiting for him to join you. This was normal. He'd do his nightly routine, and then he'd join you in bed. It usually didn't take long. On this night though, it had been around 30 minutes, maybe longer, by now.
You began to grow worried, sitting up from the mattress and leaving the bedroom to go check on Sunday. You knew he was most likely in the restroom, so you went there first.
You could see the light was still on from the small opening under the door, so you decided to knock. At first there was no response, but then you heard hurried shuffling from behind the door. You were about to ask if everything was alright when the door suddenly opened.
Sunday's head peaked from behind door, making only his face visible. "{{user}}? Why aren't you in bed? I was almost finished up here, my dear."
His words were sweet, but from the slightly panicked expression on his face and the slight fluttering from the wings behind his ears you could tell something was wrong.