Pairing: Wednesday Addams x fem!reader
All characters are over 18 years old.
Summary(AU): Senior year. It's been about a year and a half since Wednesday and reader started dating, and everyone but the two notices the tension between them. Or so others assumed they hadn't.
WARNING: (I don't know anything about warnings)
Word Count: (idk I honestly didn't keep track)
Authors Note: This is my first xreader/yn post on here. I'm used to using Wattpad so I apologize if I get anything wrong. Have a good day/night💜
A bell rings, signaling class ended for the day.
A familiar brunette stood next to you, laughing about the story you told during class. "You traumatized that little girl." The Vampire known as Yoko spoke.
Yoko Tanaka was your only friend when you arrived at Nevermore all those years ago. You guys used to be childhood best friends back when playing outside was every child's only concern, not grades, a job, or dating someone. Now 18 years old(100+ in Vampire years), you hate being outdoors, but it calms you. The night sky and how the stars shine above you and how bright the moon shines during a full moon were two out of three of your latest interests, and lastly, your late-night casual visits to the graveyard in town with your gothic girlfriend for “date” nights.
You rolled your eyes. "They identified as a boy." You corrected as you and your two friends walked to the door to leave the classroom. "I felt bad, and when I tried to apologize, they ran away crying to their father, who yelled at me and Enid until Wednesday arrived." You shake your head unhurriedly at the memory of last night's ALMOST blood bath.
"And WE didn't traumatize him." You and your two friends were now in the hallway. "Me and Y/N had to yank and do whatever it took for us to get Wednesday away from the two when she pulled out a knife in front of that little boy." The blonde girl side-eyes the brunette as you three continue walking. "What stopped Wednesday was when Y/N kissed her," She says, fake gagging.
Enid loved to be dramatic, and you seem to love her for it. You and almost everyone at Nevermore knew this about her. It's practically the first thing you noticed about the werewolf when you met her, and besides, you were used to it. Growing up with siblings can make you used to anything that they do that you may see in others, which can be annoying at times, but eventually, when you see through that feeling toward them and your siblings, you learn to love every little odd thing about them. You would never tell them you do, only insulting them as a form of expressing love for them. As I said, never tell them.
The blonde lightly bumps her shoulder into yours to draw your attention. “I don't know what's going on with you two lately, but it's like your guys' emotions are all over the place." The blonde spoke while looking at Yoko. "One minute you're feeling on top of the world, then the next you or her are either mad and yelling at the other, or either confused about why you were mad at each other in the first place." The blonde said as she pulled out her phone covered with colorful My Little Pony stickers. "During this month, I had to lock myself in the closet with Thing to protect our eyes and ears when you two were in a heavy make-out session in front of the door. The window lock got jammed when we tried leaving that way." She said, shaking her head as she remembered the event that may or may not have caused “trauma” to the two.
The brunette raised an eyebrow as she eyed the blonde as well. "When don't you feel bad, Y/N,” She looks at you and then the blonde beside her. “And don't you mean for the past year, not just recently?" Yoko inquired the blonde girl as you three entered the main corridor.
You groan. "If you stayed in the room instead of running into the closet and blasting music, you would have seen that Wednesday was trying not to hurt me when she allowed me to apply makeup, and don't act like you didn't hear her when she told me that she may hit my arm away as a reflex.” You explained without mentioning too much for the sake of lingering ears. “And we only kissed once since I made her agree to not kiss when you are in the dorm room with us. To not make you uncomfortable.” You whispered to them, knowing if Wednesday heard you, then she would most likely lecture you for it.
The brunette places her arm around your shoulder as she speaks. "Hey, Wednesday, do you wanna join us? We're going into town for food and probably go shopping after." You smile when you smell the familiar scent of your girlfriend, who is now standing in front of you with her hands clasped in front of herself.
You stare at Wednesday as if she might disappear and never return to you. It's something you noticed you started doing, and you never looked at her in this way. It was new for you, and you would usually do nothing but stare at her. Your friends noticed your behavior before you had, claiming you were in love or wanted her lustfully when you were alone with them, and they had caught you staring at Wednesday from across the room or the quad. A few weeks ago, when you and Wednesday were in town with Enid and Yoko, you would hold eye contact with Wednesday longer than you ever had.
Your girlfriend looks at the girl, who has her arm resting on your shoulders. "I can't.” She then looks at you, her eyes softening. “I will be with Eugene all day today, and I came to let Y/N know of my whereabouts if she may need me," Wednesday spoke to Yoko while maintaining eye contact with you.
"Y/N better get us kids happy meals since we get treated like one." The brunette whispers to Enid.
“I want chick nuggets now,” Enid spoke, causing Yoko to silence her.
You look down while adjusting your blazer. An old habit your friends and girlfriend took notice of when they all met you. "W-What?" You spoke, looking dazed as the brunette and blonde suddenly felt tension. It's something your friends talk about to each other when you are not around, and it's always when you and Wednesday don't seem to take notice when speaking to each other or making eye contact.
The y/e/c girl steps closer to Wednesday. "I do not like repeating myself, mi amor." The name the goth calls you when you two are alone slips from her lips.
The blonde looks back and then forward between you two with widened eyes. "I wanted you to come into town with us instead of hanging back.” You smirk. “We could even do the thing you love to do." You stare at your girlfriend with a smirk. “It'll be fun.” You said as your pinky linked with hers before she quickly removed them when she stepped back.
"Next time." The goth spoke, almost smirking at the thought of sneaking off to be alone with you in town.
"Next time." You repeated her, subconsciously moving towards her.
"Very well." You hold eye contact with each other, not daring to break it by looking away.
"Very well." You repeated her once more.
Someone clears their throat, and the other person fake gags. "We'll be at the Weathervane, away from whatever is happening with you two." One of the two girls spoke while starting to walk away.
You grab the closet person by the shoulder and lightly pull them back towards you. "I'll see you later, pretty girl." You whisper to her. You thought Wednesday was going in to leave as she always has, but instead, she pulls you into a kiss by your blazer. It took you by surprise, but you returned the kiss. Her lips were cold and a little chapped, but you never mind when it comes to a kiss with her.
Wednesday Friday Addams. The gloomy girl you met last year. You two became girlfriends in under nine months of knowing each other and have been dating for seven months. She is never one to be or like physical contact with anyone when it comes to holding hands, cuddling, or kissing. You respected her boundaries when you met her, and unlike her roommate, you had common sense. It took about four months for Wednesday to allow you to hold her hand or kiss her and many months for your guy's first ‘I love you’ to be said to each other. It still makes you as nervous as the first time Wednesday said it to you, even after a while since it happened.
"Stop calling me that." The short goth girl's stoic eyes stare into yours as she withdraws her lips from yours.
You smile at her response. "But you love being called pretty," You whisper while you position your hands over your girlfriend's smaller ones on your blazer.
The goth blinks as if she were mimicking a cat-like action as she removes her hands from your blazer. "I got to go." You two share a look before your girlfriend leaves you alone with your friends.
Their eyes were on you the whole time, and when you turned to face them, Enid nearly tripped, but Yoko grabbed her in time before that could happen.
It took you and your friends about an hour and a half since Enid thought that it was a nice day out for a walk into town. And thank God you had sunglasses and changed clothes before you left because the uniform would have made this walk a lot worse. You guys HAD to stop whenever Enid thought she saw flowers that looked 'interesting' to her. And there were a lot of flowers for it only being the side of the road. Luckily, it's only 5 in the evening as you three walk the side of the road, talking and teasing each other, mainly about the tension between you and Wednesday, which you hadn't noticed. Or so they assumed you hadn't.
It's been a week since you kissed, let alone had a conversation with your girlfriend.
It had been one week, one day, twelve hours, and thirty-eight seconds since you told Wednesday that you couldn't hang out with her due to the many late assignments you had to turn in by the end of tomorrow. When you turned them in and went to your dorm room to change and then to see your girlfriend, you accidentally fell asleep for the rest of the day. You were about to greet Wednesday the next morning, and your friends practically dragged you into town with them and away from your girlfriend. Ever since then, it seems someone always needs your help for unknown reasons the minute you go to see or about to talk to Wednesday. You only made eye contact with your girlfriend during class, longing glances from across the Quad or passing time. The few times when you had classes together and were able to sit next to each other, Wednesday's pinky would touch yours when your hand rested on the table, or you felt a hand rest near your inner thigh or on your knee, but that's about it. Not a word was spoken between you and Wednesday, only eye contact.
You didn't mind being away from Wednesday as much as you thought you would, but the time away from you seemed to be bothering your girlfriend from what Thing had informed you of when you were helping Ajax with his research.
From what little information you could gather from Thing in the afternoon during lunch, he informed you about the time away from Wednesday. The first few days were as calm as they could be. Around the fifth day, a feeling started growing within her while it was her writing time. For the next few days, Wednesday would threaten students for simply looking into your decision or speaking to and about you when she's near them without them knowing. It was all good things about you, but it didn't matter. It was three days later that was an issue for Wednesday, being today. Thing explained this morning how Wednesday would usually go easy on Enid during fencing since she was fully aware of how bad Enid could be at times. During class, the blonde girl tried to bring up your relationship with Wednesday, but Enid only ended up receiving the silent treatment from your girlfriend and a trip to the infirmary.
After class, you took it upon yourself to visit Enid to check up on her, and when you turned the corner that leads to her dorm room, you saw Wednesday by the door talking to Thing when you approached them. “You better be here by the time I come out of this room, Wednesday.” You say in an unfamiliar tone to her, staring at your girlfriend as you enter the room.
You understood how Wednesday gets, and you saw it firsthand when someone insulted you in front of her. The few times someone was too close to you, you had to stop her from doing anything to them, but you haven't seen those who had done that or verbally insulted you. Even though she said she wouldn't harm anyone, Wednesday still hurt Enid, of all people.
When you entered the room, you saw Enid lying in bed with Yoko next to her, and you couldn't help but feel bad for her when she started joking about her injury after you three talked for a while.
Before leaving the room, you hugged Yoko and Enid and told them you had to speak to Wednesday.
The door shuts behind you, and the conversation between Thing and Wednesday comes to a standstill. “Hey, Thing, can you keep Enid and Yoko company? I need to speak with Wednesday.” You told him, opening the door for him, and what he tapped made Wednesday stare at him before he moved into the room.
You shut the door when Thing was in the room. “Is she alright?” Wednesday asked, observing your every movement.
You hum. “Physical, Enid will heal, but mentally and emotionally, not so much.” You shook your head, grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her away from the door and the few students lingering nearby. “You could have killed her.” Informing your girlfriend in a whisper, you two walked through the corridor. “What made you act like this? You never act out of character, and don't even think about lying Wednesday.” You felt like yelling at Wednesday, but you knew it didn't get you anywhere from what the blonde told you about her before meeting the girl.
The hallway wasn't as crowded during school hours, but knowing Wednesday, you wouldn't get anything out of her with others being able to hear. You made your way to your dorm room, opened the door when you arrived, and told your roommate to get out. Your roommate didn't dare to protest when she looked up at Wednesday and then at you, gathering things into her backpack. “I’m sleeping somewhere else tonight anyway.” Your roommate stood up, putting her phone into her back pocket before heading towards the door as you held it open with a tight grip. “Do not do anything on my bed.” The girl said, leaving the room and you raised an eyebrow at this.
You point to your desk chair as you slam the door behind the Vampire. The hinge sounded like it broke off the wooden door and frame, but it was the least of your worries. “Now answer.” You spoke as Wednesday sat down where you pointed towards.
“You told me we could not spend time together when we could have it made me-” You eye her. “It made me feel unworthy of your time, Y/N.” If it weren't for the way she avoided eye contact with you while she spoke, the one thing you knew she prided herself on maintaining with others, you would be upset, but you weren't, not in the slightest. You were far from anger.
The sun's appearance on your Gothic girlfriend's face made her seem godly to you. “You could have come to me and talked about this instead of trying to kill Enid of all people, Wednesday.” You placed your hands on her chin, lifting it so she could look at you. “Please don't hurt anyone else because of this feeling you feel.” Your thumb rubs her jawline. “You are allowed to talk about unwanted feelings you feel.” You remove your hand from her chin before stepping away. “You don't have to feel like you can't express yourself to me, pretty girl.” You spoke with warmth in your tone.
Before you and Wednesday got together, you would use the same tone with her when it came to anything that was such as this. She would always make her usually snarky comment like always, or it would be about how calm you seemed, only to get a reply in the same mellow tone as before.
“You are not unworthy of my time, Wednesday. It's quite the opposite.” Her eyebrows frown a little at your words. “It may come as a surprise, but you make me feel a lot by being near or kissing me. It's why I wanted to work alone and away from you.” You admitted, biting your bottom lip. “I would not have been able to finish my assignments if you were to be with me.” You watch her facial expression change as you speak. “I got done with my last assignments a week ago, and I accidentally fell asleep, and even after that, I got distracted or pulled away from you.” You were about to ramble but stopped yourself from doing so.
You groan at her words. “Is that your only takeaway from this?” You question, covering her face with your hands to hide your cheeks the best you could.
You turn away from her. “No.” The chair squeaks as your girlfriend stands up, and the floor does the same. “I understand, Y/N.” The wooden floor squeaks with every step Wednesday takes, letting you know she is walking up behind you. “You wanted to be alone to catch up on your last assignments only because you get aroused by me,” Wednesday spoke as if she hadn't had a clue.
“It's embarrassing when you say it out loud, but yeah.” You confirm, nodding your head.
“Is that why you always go to the bathroom so many times when we kiss?”
Your eyes widen. “Oh my god!!” You quickly closed your eyes, but it was worse when you imagined inappropriate things with and about her, so you opened your eyes and turned to face her. “I'll be with Enid.” You said, cringed at the thought of your thoughts.
As you walk towards the door to leave, a cold hand grabs you by your waist and spins you around in one motion. With a cold hand still on your waist and the other hand on your arm to keep you in place against them, you look down at the person to see your girlfriend looking up at you. “Stay.” Her grip tightens on your waist and arm to keep you from leaving. “Please.” Wednesday pleads with you, slowly moving her hand up your arm until she reaches your shoulder.
You placed both of your hands on her face. “My pretty girl.” You said as you leaned down.
“Mi amor.” She spoke softly, her breath hot against your lips.
You look into her eyes, her lips, and then back into her eyes. “I could never leave you.” You said as you felt her rest her forehead against yours.
Our lips had collided. It was over before it had begun since Wednesday pulled away. Her fingers covered her lips then yours, and her eyes widened twice their size. You crossed over to her quickly, since she'd backed away, and removed her hands from your lips. You look up at her to see salty water glossed over her eyes, though you didn't know the cause of them was being away from you for, to her, it was too long, eight days. You saw her vulnerable eyes look up at yours for a split second before it happened for a second time. Our lips connected for a mind-shattering time, but this time, neither of us backed away. Her fingers immediately dragged into your hips, pulling them closer to her own. You were gripping her back possessively, the breath you and her breathed becoming one as you continued kissing. The heat of her fingers left red hot stripes on your hips when she removed them to steady herself against the desk you began guiding her to. She allowed your teeth to drag out her bottom lip while her hands made their way into your hair. Her tongue ran over the carvings in your bottom lip and became a gateway as you welcomed it in.
If you were anywhere around her, you had stopped breathing or forgotten how to. No other woman has had that type of effect on you until her.
People compare love with fire, which honestly is stupid. Not only do they have no relation, a fire burns out. In your opinion, that's why 50% of marriages don't work out. Your feelings for Wednesday weren't like a fire, more like a candle, content and overlooked. It wasn't struggling to get its flames anywhere or growing when fuelled.
It can be hard to explain sometimes, but Wednesday gets you even if her way is weird to many. If it is normal for your girlfriend, then it would become a new normal for you if needed, it had to be a new normal for you.
It had always been Wednesday.
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