𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 ♡ Wednesday Addams

1.5 | Sweet Mornings

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After some convincing - though not much - Wednesday had managed to talk Cleopatra into staying the night, it made Wednesday's heart stutter as he woke in the morning, his arms wrapped possessively around Cleopatra as she slept peacefully. He reached a hand up to brush her brunette locks from her face, revealing her flawless complexion to him. Wednesday traced her face with his fingers, lightly to not disturb her sleep knowing she often struggled with insomnia; no matter how hard she tried to keep it from him, he knew. Every moment with her made his heart feel full, his soul at peace and the burn of desire seared through his veins as his gaze lowered to her lips; the pink tone was beyond inviting to him.

He stilled as Cleopatra's eyes slowly opened to reveal the beautiful ocean blue that he loved. She blinked a couple of times before a soft smile appeared on her face, it hadn't been the first time she woke to Wednesday admiring her; a light tinge of pink formed in her cheeks. "Good morning, Wes," Cleopatra whispered as she snuggled in closer to Wednesday, his cooler body temperature was soothing against her warmer body. "Good morning, Mon Colombe," Wednesday cooed softly, tightening his arms around her and settling back into the comfort of the bed. Neither wanted to move, they were both enjoying this moment more than ever before; strange flutters formed in Cleopatra's stomach as the boy brushed his fingers against her bare waist - her night shirt had risen slightly.

"Will you be joining us for the Auction today?" Wednesday whispered, he had no desire to interrupt their perfect peace. "My parents are attending due to my Grandfather handing in some things," Cleopatra whispered back, she kept her eyes closed and felt herself slowly lulling back to sleep. The two were stirred awake at the sound of tapping on the door similar to Thing's steps in the halls, it was their warning to wake for breakfast. "Come, Mon Colombe, let's get you fed," Wednesday spoke before reluctantly pulling away from the girl he wished to hold for the rest of eternity. Cleopatra immediately missed the cold comfort the moment he unwrapped his arms from around her body, she nodded and moved out of the bed towards the desk of drawers where she had managed to claim two drawers for her clothing.

Wednesday had been the one to make the space, the idea of her items so close brought a comfort that one day, it would be her overtaking his space completely. Once both were dressed, Wednesday wore his usual look of a full black suit and a chain around his neck; rings adorning his pale fingers knowing that Cleopatra liked a man in jewellery. Meanwhile, Cleopatra had changed into a cute blue blouse that was tucked into a white pleated skirt that stopped mid-thigh, she had tied her back out of her face aside from two strands framing her face. She had stepped out of the bathroom adjusting the shirt tucked into the skirt when Wednesday turned to look at her, his eyes looked up and down before focusing on her long legs. He wouldn't openly admit it out of worry of making her uncomfortable but he loved her pleated skirts.

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The Addams Family were all settled in their usual seats at the breakfast table minus Pugsley who was most likely off causing trouble somewhere. Grandmama Frump works hard at the stove that's a coal-burning monstrosity; Flames belch out of the oven. The top is a gigantic grill where innards and various unidentifiable somethings sizzle. Throughout, Grandmama Frump flips these off onto family members' plates with Lurch's assistance. Morticia has seated Fester between Gomez and herself, she had given him an elaborate pewter place setting with a dragon motif, typically saved for honoured guests. Wednesday had pulled the seat out for Cleopatra, pushing it back in once she had been seated before taking the space next to her, moving his chair closer so that their thighs touched.