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Clingy (Enzo Berkshire)

A/N this is short just casue I wanted to get something published but hope you guys like it anyway 😌🤷‍♀️

3rd person, set after Hogwarts.

It was a lazy Sunday morning, and Y/N was curled up on the couch with a book in hand, enjoying the rare peace of a quiet morning. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting soft, warm patterns across the floor. Enzo, however, had other plans. As always.

He tiptoed into the living room, trying to be sneaky, but Y/N sensed his presence even before he could utter a word. She looked up and found him standing there, wearing his usual playful grin.

"What are you up to now, Enzo?" she asked, her lips curving into a smile despite herself.

"Nothing," he replied with an exaggerated innocence, "Just thinking how lonely this couch looks with only one of us on it."

Before she could protest, he flopped down beside her, making her bounce slightly from the impact. Enzo wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, practically melting into her side. She laughed softly, his head nuzzling against her shoulder like a puppy seeking affection.

"You do realize we've been together all morning, right?" she teased, though her hand instinctively ran through his tousled hair. "Don't you ever get tired of being so close?"

"Never," he declared with a serious tone, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're like my personal sun. I need to be in your orbit, or I'll freeze."

Y/N couldn't help but giggle at his dramatic declaration. That was one of the things she loved most about Enzo-his ability to turn even the simplest moments into a grand, romantic gesture. His clinginess wasn't suffocating; it was like a warm, soft blanket that made her feel cherished and safe.

"You're ridiculous, you know that?" she said, giving him a light peck on the forehead.

"Only ridiculously in love with you," he quipped, his grin widening as he looked up at her.

They stayed like that for a while, Enzo nestled against her, tracing gentle circles on her arm with his fingers. Y/N went back to her book, though her concentration wavered with Enzo so close. She could feel his heartbeat steady and calm next to hers, and it was as if time had slowed down just for them.

After a few moments, he murmured, “Hey, Y/N?”

“Yes, Enzo?” she replied, already bracing for whatever sappy thing he had to say next.

“I was thinking… we should spend the whole day together. No interruptions. Just you, me, and whatever adventures we find in this apartment.” His voice was soft, almost hesitant, as if she might actually refuse.

Y/N pretended to consider it, tapping her chin with her finger. “Hmm, well, I do have a lot of things to do today. Like… finish this book, maybe do some laundry…”

Enzo’s face fell,  and she burst into laughter, unable to keep up the act. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Of course, I want to spend the day with you, you big baby.”

He brightened instantly, his grip on her tightening like he was afraid she might change her mind. “Perfect! I already have some ideas. We can build a blanket fort, binge-watch all those cheesy rom-coms you love, and I’ll even make us some of my special hot chocolate.”

Y/N felt her heart swell with love. As clingy as he was, Enzo’s affection was like a steady, unyielding river—constant and true. She couldn’t imagine her life without his random bursts of affection, his spontaneous declarations of love, or the way he would wrap himself around her like she was his anchor.

“Sounds like a perfect day,” she agreed softly, leaning her head against his.