Like Father, Like Daughter| Wednesday Addams
Summary: Grumpy x Sunshine trope but make Wednesday act like her dad.
To the outside world, Wednesday Addams was the picture of composure– dark, sharp, and utterly intolerant of human nonsense. Except when it came to you and that, according to everyone at Nevermore, was both baffling and… frankly, terrifying.
The incident began innocently enough. You were in the quad, chatting with Enid and Xavier about weekend plans when Wednesday appeared out of nowhere, silent as the grave, as usual but instead of her normal curt “hello” or mildly insulting observation, she strode right up to you, took your hand, and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.
“My moonlight,” she said in that low, deliberate tone that made people’s spines straighten. “I counted the minutes until I could see you again. Ninety-seven, to be exact. Each one a dagger to my heart.” Enid’s smoothie straw froze mid-sip. Xavier blinked like he’d just had a minor stroke.
You flushed. “It’s literally been an hour and a half since class.”
“Ninety -seven minutes of exquisite suffering,” Wednesday corrected. “Your absence was an abyss.” Enid mouthed “What the hell?” at Xavier, who mouthed back “I don’t know, don’t look at her, she’ll kill us.”
You tried to hide your smile. “Did you… just walk all the way here to tell me that?”
“No,” Wednesday said, slipping her arm around your waist with a proprietary air. “I also came to ensure no one else has attempted to woo you in my absence. I would hate to have to duel over you again.”
Wednesday ignored him, eyes fixed on you like you were the only person alive. “Have you eaten? Slept? Have you been emotionally fulfilled in my absence, or shall I begin making reparations immediately?”
“I’m fine,” you said, laughing softly.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” she murmured, brushing a piece of hair from your face like you were some fragile Victorian heroine instead of a fully capable person holding a cup of iced tea.
Enid couldn’t take it anymore. “Wednesday. Are you… okay?”
Wednesday turned her head with glacial precision, fixing Enid with the kind of stare normally reserved for things she wanted to dissect. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“It’s just–” Enid gestured helplessly toward you two. “You’re… you know… this.”
Wednesday raised a brow. “You mean I’m expressing my deep, unending affection for the only person whose existence I find tolerable? Yes. Scandalous.”
Xavier muttered under his breath, “That’s not just tolerable, that’s… that’s Shakespearean.”
Wednesday tilted her head at him. “Would you like me to recite Shakespeare to her? I’ve memorized Sonnet 116 for such an occasion.”
“NO!” Enid yelped, before you could say yes. You were blushing now, half from embarrassment, half from the thrill of being the only one who got this side of her. “Wednesday, maybe we should–” you started.
She took both your hands in hers and stepped closer, ignoring the gawking crowd of your friends. “Cara Mia,” she said, slipping into perfect Italian, “you are the marrow in my bones, the ink in my veins. Without you, I am merely a shadow.”Xavier’s jaw actually dropped. Enid looked ready to faint.
Wednesday leaned in, voice dropping to something private and dangerous. “Walk with me before they steal another moment of you.” You let her lead you away, casting your friends an apologetic glance over your shoulder.
Enid immediately smacked Xavier’s arm. “We just saw Wednesday Addams act like Gomez Addams.”
Xavier shook his head slowly. “I need to lie down.”
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