Problem Sleuth x Reader

PS x reader Part 2

(Problem Sleuth's P.O.V.)

     The phone was dialing up her number. It's been a particularly slow work day, and you figure she's still waiting for a call. Something about the way she looked up at you... it made you feel a bit weird. Not in a bad way, no... In a way that really made you reflect upon yourself. Do people really look up to me that much? Sure, you know its a fact you have high pulchritude. You know you're also a highly respected detective in this town. Still, the staring, the blushing... the speechlessness? It flattered you. 
     The phone stopped calling up, it sent him to voicemail. He started to leave a message, but suddenly received a call back! He quickly answered. 

      "Hello? I'm sorry I wasn't near my phone!" she exclaimed. "Oh, its no problem!" you reply. "Oh my gosh! Wait.. !" She seemed excited, and a muffled word or two was spoken loudly. "Problem Sleuth! Is this.. really you?" she asked, very antsy to know. "Of course it is. Do you think I wouldn't hold true to calling back a sweet young woman like you? You seemed so excited to talk to me, I don't think I could've refused if I wanted to!" He replied, willing extra charisma into his wording. She let out a sound that was reminiscent of both a sigh of relief and a whine of nervousness. "I didn't expect a guy as busy as you to actually want to talk to me! Not to mention, I bet you're flooded with girls wanting to talk to you all the time." "Me? Flooded with girls? The only flooding I get is calls from people wanting me to sleuth their problems. I'm too busy to wait around and get phone numbers. I just so happened to be taking a rare leisurely walk when I bumped into you, giving you enough time to give me your number. Plus, my work is a little slow today." "That's the best luck I've had since I was born! Oh my gosh... Anyways, uhm, how are you doing?" "I'm doing fine, sitting around, messing with stuff in my office... talking to you, a sensible young woman... How are you doing?" "Me? I'm doing great! I mean, you're practically my idol, and I'm talking to you... casually! I never expected this... I've never talked to a celebrity...in person or over the phone! It's really exciting..!" You were silent for a moment. This sort of attention was to be expected, but he's not quite used to it. He could never get used to it. He could never be jaded by this type of admiration. "I'm glad you think so..! I'm nothing to get too excited over, though, sweetheart. I'm just another guy, you know? I may have high pulchritude but many other guys do too..." "I know but none are quite as great of a person as you! I mean you're really the whole package. To top off your average to excellent characteristics, you're a successful detective! You're everything a sensible woman would want." You blushed. Really? He knew there were petty crushes chicks had on him, but this was heartfelt, and quite frankly he found her little speech adorable. "That's really sweet... whats your name, by the way?" "My name? It's (y/n)..." "You have a nice name." "Thanks..!" 

      Suddenly an interrupting ring cut their call! A citizen in need, you assume. "Well, (y/n), It's been nice talking to you, but I have a work call coming in. You know, when a problem needs sleuthing, I'll be there for it. Don't worry, though. I'll call again sometime." "Alright..! It was great talking with you. Looking forward to hearing from you again!..."

      You hung up the phone. Calling her back will undoubtedly be in the back of your mind all day. You figure you better hurry and get to work...