Warnings: hints from nsfw near the end but nothing actually explicit.
a/n: "f/f" it's for your favorite flower.
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Agatha jumped when she heard the cup breaking in the kitchen. She quickly stood up from the couch and ran to the other room. She gasped when she saw you on the floor, the ceramic pieces around you, one even cut your hand.
"Y/N" she said and quickly kneeled beside you, pressing a finger on your temple. Her magic touched you and you opened your eyes, coughing. She helped you to sit and made you rest against her body.
"Agnes" you gasped and she felt her heart breaking. So it was one of those days.
You and Agatha had been together for a long time now (well, at least a long time for you) and she found herself falling in love with you everyday. You were cute, funny, loving and practically perfect. You were the calm to her chaos and she thought that was beautiful. You complimented each other.
But you were human, and really, really beautiful, which led Agatha to worry a little too much for you. She was always by your side when men got too close to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, making sure they understand you were taken. She would also keep an eye on you when you wandered through the library, the park, or the market, making sure you were always safe. She was pretty protective of you.
That's why she felt so bad right now.
When you two arrived at Westview, she knew something powerful was happening, so she made sure you were protected before crossing the barrier. She put almost every protective spell she knew over you.
Almost was the key word. She later cursed herself for being so idiot. She should have known that something was wrong the moment she felt the chaos magic. She should have suspected that it had something to do with mental magic. But she didn't and you paid the price.
Without turning, she changed both of your clothes to match the 50's, then she turned to you and smiled, but you were zoned out and it scared her. She gently touched your cheek and that seemed to make you come back from your thoughts, but when you talked, she knew something went wrong at some point. Really, really wrong.
"Oh Agnes, don't look at me like that sweetheart, I was joking, you know i would never find Dottie attractive" you had joked and she frowned. She hadn't told you her fake name yet. And who the hell was Dottie?
"Let's go darling, dinner's getting cold" You said and she blinked when you walked through the streets as if you always lived there.
Later, when Agatha learnt what was happening in Westview, she understood. You weren't her sweet Y/N anymore. You were F/N, Agnes' wife. She supposed it could have been worse. You could have ended being someone else's wife, and she knew she wouldn't have been able to hold herself if that was the case and would have punched that person on the face, risking the whole plan.
When she followed you to the house your characters were supposed to live in, she immediately used her magic to wake you up. You had been so scared and she was quickly holding you in her arms. You said your head hurted like hell and she took you to the kitchen to make tea for you.
That was the beginning of the nightmare.
The next day, you woke up too early and made her breakfast and waited for her to come downstairs, like a good housewife should. It took her a moment to realise you were F/N again. She frowned, a little confused, but used her magic again and you passed out.
She ran to you and catched you before you could hit the floor, not knowing what was happening. When you woke up, you were Y/N again, and told her the headache was worse than before. Agatha felt so bad but assured you she would make it stop. She took you to the bedroom and let you rest. But you were F/N when you came downstairs later that night.
