Wavier oneshots (Wednesday & Xavier)

It's just us against the world

Wednesday and Xavier have been sharing visions and nightmares, but does this have any meaning, or just a coincidence

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Soulmate AU

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            Xavier woke up in a cold sweat. He did this often. He, being a physic, saw his future in his dreams. 

Which was not always a good thing.

You see, like most people, Xavier did not enjoy waking up after watching their friend die.

Wednesday being shot in the chest, with a gun aimed directly at her heart, shot by a masked being. 

He didn't like that one bit.

So, in the pouring rain, Xavier exited his dorm room and slowly made his way to Wednesday's dorm. He new she didn't go to bed till 3:00 am (Some weird witching hour thing, he was sure of it), so he checked the time. 2:11.

He was good. 

He silently made his way over to Ophelia hall, sending a message to Wednesday's phone as he walked.

He had been shocked when she had accepted the phone, but almost didn't believe it when she actually used it.

She read his message but didn't respond.

He arrived outside her dorm, knocking softly, as to not wake Enid, who by now was surely asleep. 

She opened the dorm, and he watched as she looked him up and down, as if examining a cat she might want to adopt.

"Why must you make this untimely visit." it really wasn't a question, more of a sulk. But he answered anyways.

"Nightmare."

She nodded slowly.

"Physic nightmare, or normal Xavier problems?"

"Physic, and what do you mean 'normal Xav-"

"What did you see?"

Xavier's mind shot back to Wednesday being shot.

"I- It was you, getting shot."

Wednesday's eyes widened. 

"I had that in a vision yesterday..."

Her voice seemed to fade away. 

"So...you see it in a vision and I see it in a dream?  Is that like, normal, or...?"

Wednesday rolled her eyes,

"Yes, Xavier, it's totally normal,I'm just acting surprised to add some pizzazz."

"What the fuck is pizzazz."

"Xavier, have you gotten your soulmate tattoo yet?"

Xavier nodded. He had gotten the small trio of marks on his lower back years ago. At the age of 10, when he supposedly met his soulmate.

"Xavier, what is it?"

Xavier coughed, muting the sound with his elbow so the sleeping werewolf wouldn't wake.

"A raven, a knife, and a cello."

The statement was probably the most obvious one ever made. Yet sleep-deprived Xavier didn't catch on. 

"I don't understand what that has to do with you getting shot."

So she kissed him.

She kissed him to make it clear what she was trying to say.

She kissed him to explain how much she truly needed him.

She kissed him to show she never doubted he'd be the one for a minute. 

She kissed him as an apology for all the terrible things she had done to him.

She kissed him.

It took him a hot second to respond, but when he did, sparks flew. 

They fit together like puzzle pieces.

He slid his tongue into her mouth. 

They heard a shifting noise from the rainbow side of the room.

"Soooo....Anyone care to explain.?"

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Lmao, this kinda sucked.

Really rushed it. Please send me feed back. I love hearing how to improve.

-Em <3