Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 18: In the night dreams and monsters come out to play- Part 1

Lyrics for the song are from the "Scott Pilgrim: Takes Off" show on Netflix. Song is "Orange shirt". 

Wednesday's pov:

Just as she had requested and you promised, the outing was just the two of you.

Right at 8 you were knocking at her door and offered for her your elbow. Your dumb crow mimicked you and wore a loose toilet paper bondage around the area the marble she had thrown earlier had struck him.

If it weren't for Enid squealing into one of her unicorn plushies and kicking her feet like she was watching one of her K-dramas, Wednesday probably would've accepted you to guide her. It would've been the first time she would've gone against her choking pride in accepting physical contact with you. However, she soon came to regret that desire for the form of transport you would use was none other than a motorcycle.

A black and red Kawasaki Ninja, a bike that would force her to lean completely on your back. Luckily, the biker jacket you gave her provided some distance between the two of you but at the same time it didn't because it was your jacket. She only knew because of the deodorant that stunk up the jacket- apple blossom. The only reason she knew it was your deodorant is because the night at the morgue her clothes smelled completely like apple blossom. Leading her to burn the clothes to prevent Enid from catching on and from her mind and body to act against her again.

To make matters worse the helmet you gave her had cat ears, reminding her of the dumb costume she had to wear for the Poe Cup. A costume you saw her in when you had just arrived. Her embarrassment and shyness were hidden well within the helmet as she gripped your waist tightly, zooming through the dark forest and heading into the interstate highway.

Something about disappearing into the darkness of the night and only relying on you for safety made her heart feel light. The vehicle you drove exposed both of you to a variety of dangers, like the monster in the woods, the racing cars on the road, nature, and people in general, she felt like nothing could go wrong with you around. Is this what my parents feel when they're around each other? Security to face whatever danger comes their way?

Loosening her grip a bit from your waist. But to feel such a way because of someone.... Is like giving someone a leash to control you physically, mentally, and emotionally.

Before she could remove her hands from you completely to expose herself to the dangers around the bike, one of your hands gently grabbed hers. "I know this is uncomfortable but I wanted to make sure it was just the two of us. The gang has snuck into the cars before to spy on me."

The human girl was taken back by the fact that the helmet had speakers. If it had speakers then that means there was a microphone. "Are we there yet? I'm getting tempted to throw Thing at your woodpecker for what they did yesterday."

"In the greenhouse or in your room?"

Last night, you had come to her room to look over the newer evidence you both had gotten at the morgue and connect it to the older evidence to see what it expanded on, updated, or completely eliminated from the evidence. Both companions were celebrating to reconciliation as if it was New Year's. The entire 3 hours you were in the room, she had thrown whatever was in her hand at them to shut them up. Matters only got worse when Enid came in and immediately left with a wide smile on her face. Winking at Wednesday before the door closed.

"Both". You laughed and mentioned that the night market was only 10 minutes away.

The night market wasn't what she expected. She expected it to be the type of night market her mother drags her to which was full of families and mainly normies. Or at least outcasts that looked like normies like her family. This night market was different. The graveyard was full of youths around your ages. A mix of both visible outcasts and normies walking side by side and talking to each other with respect.