a series of [un]fortunate events || a wenclair collection [explicit]

15. move in with me? [explicit]

Content Warning: Strong Sexual Themes

Wednesday's POV

I did not understand the whole point of emotions or feelings. I also hated the fact that I was becoming so willing to... express myself more. It was nearing the end of the school year and I was not necessarily dreading returning home. Mother and I were on much better terms now, and I had to admit that I... missed my family. What brought on my nervousness was the fact that I have been wanting to ask Enid a very important question. I wanted to ask her if she would like to live with my family and I. It was no secret I despised her mother, even though Enid has repeatedly assured me she means no harm, I refused to see it that way. I Did not like nor appreciate how Enid's mother wanted her to conform to some pre-destined werewolf ritual. It.. it pissed me off, alright? It was the only thing that actually elicited an emotion of anger and frustration out of me. And it is not like I am emotionless. I just... I do not want anyone to know that Wednesday Addams can express emotion. No, I am not embarrassed to show it, I just dislike doing it. But with Enid, something in me changed after our hug. It was like, I wanted nothing more than to show her all of me at the same time. I... have started to allow myself to be a bit more vulnerable with her, letting myself cry when I express my feelings for her. Goddamnit, I was in love with her, and if I wanted to, I would express it to whoever wished to hear it, but I declined against doing so, because I did not want to have to stab anyone for attempting to be so daring as to joke about our relationship in front of me. 

"Enid, sit down. There is something I want to talk to you about.."

Our dorm room was quite a mess, and if I was being honest, it smelled like a mixture of fur, ink and oil. Not necessarily something I wanted to smell right now, especially seeing as how it eventually blended together after about a week and refused to air out, but that was something I had to deal with no longer.

"As you know, our time together has been... a very interesting experience to say the least. Because of you, I have become someone I do not recognize, and I do not know if I should thank you for it or strangle you for this torture."

Enid simply tilted her head in confusion.

"Ummm... I'm... sorry?"

"Let me finish... Being with you in this dorm room has been a cavalcade of chaos. At first, I could not wait to get out of this place if only for some modicum of peace and quiet. But that day you left to stay with Yoko after our argument... I missed you. You know I am terrible at expressing emotion.."

Enid giggled, and I will admit, I became a bit flustered.

"Sorry, sorry, I don't mean to laugh, but yeah you do really stink at expressing emotions, Willa. But it's okay, you don't have to force this if you don't want to."

I simply shook my head.

"No. I want to... I need to get this out. I have been keeping this to myself for nearly a week now, and it has been bothering me..."

Enid nodded slowly. This was... more challenging than I had anticipated it to be. I took a deep breath.

"Enid... What I am trying to say is that... I want you to live with me and my parents. I do not want you to return to that... beast of a mother. I do not like how she forces you to do things you do not wish to do. And I have grown so attached to you, that if I were to go back home without you, I would cease to exist, and it would not be an enjoyable experience. You know that I am in love with you, but love is too weak of a word to describe how I feel about you. You are someone that I cannot stop thinking about. You plague my thoughts and everytime I think of you, it is... I..."