weeee ( wenclair)

"I love you"

Enid's POV:

I'm lying with Wednesday in bed, her hand drawing slow shapes on my back as we rest in comfortable silence. "You know, you never did tell me why Lurch calls you Piglet," I say with a soft smile.

She sighs and shifts a bit, and I move so I'm on my stomach between her legs, gently placing my hand on her lower stomach.

"It's kind of stupid," she mutters, hesitating. I wait patiently.

She exhales again. "Fine. When I was a baby, we lived on a farm, right? And one night my parents went out for a date or something, and Lurch was watching me. I was doing whatever babies do, and he went to make me some food. When he came back, I was gone. He freaked out, searched the whole house, and then checked outside... and found me in the pig pen, with the piglets. Laughing my head off."

She finishes and looks at me, deadpan. I'm trying so hard not to laugh, but I can't help it, I burst out laughing. Maybe it's the way she said it, or just imagining baby Wednesday cackling with piglets.

She glares at me as I wipe away a tear. "Aww, that's so cute," I say, still giggling.

Wednesday crosses her arms and places a pillow between us. "Oh no, baby, I'm sorry," I say, unable to shake my smile.

I tug gently at the pillow. "Wednesday, baby, please, I said I'm sorry." It doesn't budge. I pull my hand back and look at it, only to see her eyes peek over the pillow with narrowed brows.

I grin, but she retreats again.

Knock knock.

"Come in!" Wednesday yells.

"Hey, sis, just letti-" Pugsley stops. "Spit it out, Pugsley."

"Sorry, it's just... dinner. Mom wants you to come down."

"Yeah, I'm coming," she says.

He nods and leaves. We both burst into laughter.

Wednesday removes the pillow slowly.

"I'm sorry, Willa. I didn't mean to laugh at you," I say sincerely.

She stares at me for a moment. Then it hits me, she just laughed in front of me for the first time.

I turn to her, beaming. "What?" she asks, puzzled.

"Your laugh is so cute!" I say, getting closer. Her eyes drift down briefly and she smirks.

I smack her arm. "My eyes are up here, dumbass."

She smiles, finally meeting my eyes.

"As I was saying," I tease, "your laugh is cute."

She just looks at me, gaze soft and full of something that makes my heart skip.

I lean in slowly. She leans with me-

Knock knock.

"Hurry up, dinner's getting cold," Pugsley yells.

She groans, getting up. "You want some of my clothes?"

I nod. She smirks, leaning in for a kiss. I kiss her back, but only for a second before pulling away.

She gives me a betrayed look. I just chuckle and head to the bathroom.

...

We're dressed now. I walk out and see Wednesday sitting on the bed, scrolling on my phone.

"Ready?" I ask. She looks up, nods, and hands me my phone.

I glance at the screen. "You were playing Clash of Clans?" I chuckle and grab her hand.

She intertwines our fingers as we head downstairs. Her family is already at the table.