𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐚 // 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

' cuddles '

The night were growing old at Nevermore academy, even for the werewolves, as y/n found herself still awake in her bed. She growled slightly after tossing and turning for a long while, slowly realising that this wasn't working. She rubbed her eyelids, trying to get used to the darkness so she could see where her goth roommate was.

Yes. Her and Wednesday Addams share a dorm. And yes, even though the two of them were dating.

It was pretty new, they were still amateurs in their boundaries but very respectful, doing everything in their power not to cross them. Wednesday wasn't used to any physical contact at all, but did admit a few times that she "sometimes enjoyed the feeling of y/n's skin". It was a good start, at least.

Y/n sat up slightly in bed, looking over at her girlfriends side of the room. After a while of staring at the loose, raven black hair covering plain wite bedclothing from behind, she tiredly swung her feet over her bed and tiptoed over to Wednesday. A giggle left her mouth as soon as she got a closer look of her lover. The girl were sleeping like a corpse. With her arms crossed over her chest, although she wasn't sleeping on her back.

Suddenly, the raven shut her eyes open, making y/n take three a bit too hasty steps back, the darkness in the room betraying her as she tripped over one of her girlfriends "experiment boxes" (basically a box with different torture devices) and fell to the floor with a yelp. The pair of eyes watched her struggle on the floor, whimpering "sorry" over and over while trying to get up.

"And why, mia lupa, did you watch me sleep?"
Y/n shook her head in disbelief, trying to find an answer both to how she ended up in this situation and an answer to Wednesday's questions. When she finally got up on her feet, she swallowed a few times, before answering:

"No reason. You may go back to sleep."
She brushed some dust off of her pajama before turning to walk over to her own bed. She bent over to give her girlfriend a peck on her forehead, getting ready to walk off. When suddenly, a pair of cold hands coated her waist and pulled her down.

"I may not."
Her voice was cold, stern and somewhat irritated as her grip tightened around y/n's waist, who found herself straddling Wednesday's hips. The shorter girl sat up beneath her and leaned closer.
"Not until you answer my question."
Y/n sighed, and placed her hands on her lover's neck. Wednesday's breath hitched slightly at the touch.

"Okay, fine. I couldn't sleep. I feel anxious and I'm panicking because I have so much to do tomorrow and nothing is working."

"Very well. If you would've woke me up and asked, I could have assisted you myself."
Y/n scoffed.

"I tried to. I wasn't successful."

"No doubt."

The girl above smiled, before pulling her girlfriend in for a loving kiss, stroking her thumb over her jawline. The goth kissed back, leaning into her bedframe while locking her arms around y/n's waist.

"You can stay here for tonight."
Wednesday whispered, before she kept kissing her.

"Thank you, my love."