~Son Of Woe ~Male Wednesday Addams X Reader

Part 4

(No Ones POV)

Wednesday opens the door to the spare room with (y/n) following him. " wow this is really nice, and big." She looked up at the crystal chandelier that illuminated the room, with a dim but warm light.

Wednesday only placed his hands behind his back and nodded simply. "You don't really talk very much, do you?, I mean it's not a problem just a observation." ( Y/n) said while looked over at him. Wednesday snapped his head away from her feeling his face heat up. " there's nothing to say."

"I guess...when you don't have anything to say it's best to not say anything.." (y/n) mumbled while rubbing her arm nervously.  Wednesday felt a little twinge of guilt seeing (y/n)s saddened face. Wednesday watched her sit on the queen sized bed, she looked so small on such a big bed. Almost as if she's the only speck of colour that could be swallowed into the dark silk sheets. 

"Goodnight Wednesday." (Y/n) said softly while watching him leave the room. " goodnight.." Wednesday replied slowly closing the door behind him.

(Y/n) slowly curled up into a ball in the centre of the bed. She couldn't help but wonder about the family, they weren't bad people. They were just quirky. (Y/n) gently rubbed the silk sheets together between her fingers savouring the feeling of comfort.

She didn't want to use her powers or lie .. especially not on people who were innocent and nice to her. Gomez seemed overjoyed to see 'fester' again. And Wednesday was quiet but nice to her, especially when he helped her with her boots and held her hand.

She could feel her hands start to tingle and her brain start to stimulate. (Y/n) looked over at the black candle that sat in her bedside and using her powers blew out the candle.
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Wednesday paced around  his room. Wondering if he's been infected by a sickness or got a hereditary disease. What was wrong with him? Why is he always embarrassed around (y/n)?. He suddenly wanted to check how is hair looked or how pale his skin was.

Why is he even thinking about her? Why didn't he find her smile or laugh horrifying? Why did he feel a weird tingling sensation, like moths in his stomach when he touched her.

He didn't like her? It's not possible..why would he like anyone? She's just a common girl..With beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair, yes her (e/c) orbs shined like the rarest blood diamond. Her lips looked so soft and kissable... Damn it..

Wednesday shook his head frantically, grabbing a hunting knife throwing it at a pugsley target that hung on his wall. No! He didn't like her!
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In Gomez and Morticia's room, they were laying in bed together, tangled together while holding eachothers hands loving.

The sound of Festers frightened screamed echoed throughout the house. 

"Screams in the night... it can only mean one thing." " he's home". Morticia finished, while giving Gomez a passionate kiss.

~~~~~ Next morning ~~~~~

(Y/n) opened her eyes to the grey light that poured in through the large bay windows. She slowly sat up stretching her stiff muscles, suddenly she heard a loud knock on the door. Making her shoot up from bed and open the door to reveal Wednesday.

"Hello Wednesday." She greeted. "Hello" he replied simply. His worlds died in his throat, he looked her up and down. She was wearing a large (f/c) night gown that fell over her shoulder. Wednesdays eyes lingered too long on her bare legs and her soft looking (s/c) shoulder.. he couldn't help but wonder what the rest of her looked like.

"Did you want or need  something?" (Y/n) asked feeling her heat rush to her face . Wednesdays eyes snapped up seeing (y/n) try to cover her bare legs. 

" breakfast is downstairs.." he said rather quickly trying to hide his flustered state. " okay, I'll be right down." She said while going behind the screen to change.

(Y/n) changed into a pair of Mary janes with black stalkings with a (F/c) sweater dress. She stepped out from behind the screen, surprised to see Wednesday still standing there. " I'll escort you to breakfast."  Wednesday said while holding out his hand for her to take.

" it's okay Wednesday, you don't have too. I can get there myself." (Y/n) reassures him while trying to walk past him to only have him grab her wrist.  " I don't remember asking you." Wednesday bluntly responded. And started dragging her behind him downstairs. Before she could protest.