Wednesday stayed in Enid's arms for a while as they laid down on her bed, Wednesday still continued to inaudibly weep, whilst Enid strokes her ebony colored hair. The sound of silence allows Enid to hear Wednesday sniff whilst holding Enid tightly.
Enid tries to break the silence ,,
Enid : Weds?
Wednesday continues to stay silent
Enid : Weds?? Are you still there?
Enid looks at Wednesday, only to find her fast asleep.
Enid's POV :
She looks so cute when she's sleeping. Especially when she's in my arms. Wait.. in my arms? OH MY GOD SHE'S IN MY ARMS!?!? SHE'S IN MY ARMS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.
Wednesday wakes up to Enid's tight grip on her body, it took her a while to realize what was going on ,,
Wednesday : Enid..?
Enid : OH- WED- Wednesday. Goodmorning..?
She said as she looks by the luminous, colorful window, being lightened up by the full moon.
Wednesday : Oh god, I'm- I'm sorry.
She repeatedly apologized, trying to get out of Enid's grip, Enid then lets go of Wednesday. Wednesday then gets up from Enid's bed, and grabs on a pair of more comfortable clothes and heads straight to their bathroom.
After she changes her attire, she glares at the mirror..
Wednesday's POV :
What just happened. I woke up to Enid Sinclair cuddling with me..? What was that feeling,, that one feeling I felt when she grasped onto me,, it felt so.. warm. I felt like I was at home, I was safe. There is no way warmth this comforting would come from a person-- a girl, like Enid. I might as well accept the fact that sometimes,, I don't know myself that much. That odd sensation of me wanting more physical contact from her, the reason still remains unknown about how being hugged, or even staying close to her brings me home and contentment. But I don't wanna worsen our relationship than it already is.
Wednesday then snaps out of her thoughts and proceeds to exit the bathroom, she then takes a quick glimpse at Enid, and gives a confused look, curious why she's still wide awake. Wednesday then proceeds to sit on her own bed.
Enid : Uhm, Wednesday?
Wednesday always thought something serious was about to occur when Enid calls her by her real name and not her nickname, leading her to be slightly nervous.
Wednesday : Hm?
Enid : Look, this sounds so weird, but can I um.. take the braids off your hair? I'M SORRY IF IT SEEMS A LITTLE WEIRD SINCE YOU DON'T REALLY LIKE BEING TOUCHED AND STUFF BUT I JUST REALLY THOUGHT YOUR HAIR WOULD BE SOFT AND FLUF--
Wednesday : You can shut up now. Fine. Come here.
Enid gets up from her bed, the smile from her face gives Wednesday a modest smirk that Enid unfortunately didn't see. Enid skips over to Wednesday's bed as Wednesday turns around to give Enid access to the back of her hair.
Enid slowly and carefully takes off her braids whilst brushing through her hair, the silky texture of Wednesday's hair thrilled Enid, she kept on stroking upon Wednesday's hair, not realizing she's taking too long.
Wednesday : Enid, that's enough.
Enid : Oh shit, right. Sorry.
Wednesday : Goodnight, Enid.
