Wenclair-The dance

get up on the floor

A/n so wednesday got renewed for a second season! looking forward to it, I' m not going to lie i'm jumping straight into writing one shots after this bit, it's just easier as like i said i struggle with pacing. Anyway enjoy! apologies for any grammatical errors (★ ω ★)!

The crowd parted before enid's eyes as her very own grim reaper stalked towards her confidently, a manicured hand outstretched, cold and inviting. 

She grasped it without hesitation.

A spunky rock song begun, students started to crowd the centre of the dance floor, keeping their distance from the young Addams and her dance partner.

Enid squeaked, as Wednesday disappeared from her line of sight only to startle her by tapping her on the shoulder again, contorting her body in a stiff manner, yet perfectly in time with the music, Enid smiled and found herself moving to the rhythm in her own unique way. 

Eventually, the song ended, and enid was left breathless, those deep dark eyes were looking at her, only her, they were all consuming and ravenous in their pursuit, Wednesdays gaze had never looked so gentle, they seemed to be searching, searching for some sort of silent permission in Enid's watery blue ones.

Wednesday was so close, a fierce mysterious cold that was strangely inviting enveloped Enid's being. 

In one swift movement, Wednesday dipped the werewolf and kissed her deeply.

Enid melted against Wednesday, drowning happily in a sea of a warm onyx gaze, she kissed back with as much fervor that wednesday had initiated with.

Eventually they broke apart, slightly breathless.

They looked at each other  with an unspoken tenderness, lost in the presence of one another only for this sickeningly sweet moment to be broken apart by a singular clap

and eventually a whole applause .

Wednesday groaned internally, and hid her face in the crook of Enid's neck, who squeezed her reassuringly. Yoko wolf whistled and bianca smirked while Weems observed fondly from a distance.

 It seemed that she was following in her parents footsteps as much as she'd loathe to admit, that observation wasn't as mortifying as she thought, which surprised her, maybe she was going soft. Only for Enid

Only ever for Enid.

***

Wednesday was disappointed that the blood raining from the sprinklers was watered down red paint.  Yoko and multiple fangs seemed to share the same sentiment as multiple cursed and grumbled disappointedly. 

Suddenly Wednesday's neck snapped back as she saw an injured Eugene in her mind's eye, an a panicked flurry she tugged Enid towards the exit, 

''hey- Weds-'' Ack!

no response. 

Wednesday practically slid out of the marquee, tumbling over, only to land on top of an already winded Enid sinclair 

''Sorry cara mia''  Wednesday mumbled,  crawling off of Enid quickly in a flustered manner.

''what?''

''what?''

Enid Spared the  small goth the embarrassment intertwining their fingers as she got up.

*****

Eventually the pair made it to the edge of the forest. Much to Enid's confusion.

''Weds, why are we here?'' She tilted her head to the side, quizzically, like a puppy.