A-Z ENOCH O'CONNOR

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HECTIC|HAVEN

HECTIC
The house was a HECTIC mess. The children crowded around you and Victor as you try to heal him. "Y/N, I'm not going to make it."

"No you shut up Vic! You will! You have to!" Your hands are bloody and your energy is draining. "Y/N your killing yourself by healing me." He whispers.

With a burst of energy, he shouts, "LET ME DIE! ITS MY FAULT IM DYING! TAKE Y/N AWAY FROM ME!" Enoch drags you away, as you scream, you shove your bloody hands at him clawing at his face.

"Y/N! Y/N! Y/N stop!" Enoch yells as you thrash around. You can take his energy away and let him fall to the floor in a deep sleep but that wasn't in your nature. You are a gentle person like your sister Fiona.

And eventually, Victor died, and you couldn't be comforted, not even by Enoch.

HAVEN
"Enoch!" You scream. He dashes in, ready to save you only to be met by the sight of the little children kneeled behind you, looking at him with hopeful expressions. He is confused till he sees the dolls in your hands.

"Uh huh how bout a no." He says, shaking his head. "Enoch please? They really want to see their dolls walk around!" You beg, clutching on to his hand after placing the dolls in the floor.

"I am a dead riser! I make and raise homunculi not dolls!"

"Enoch please?" You drag out, pouting your lip.

"Oh... Oh... Oh alright."

You give him a hug, before beckoning for the children to follow the both of you. He pauses at the door, "You know, letting the children into our little HAVEN might not be the best choice." He hints, the smell might put the children off.

"They'll deal."

He shrugs, opening the door and beginning work on the dolls.

*

"All done." He says, handing the dolls back to the children. "Thank you Enoch!" They chorus, before running off to play.

"Hey Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"Now that the kids have gone to play, can we play too?" He gives a cheeky smile in the direction of his bed.

"That was the shittiest pick up line ever but okay."

I cringe at my shitty non-existent skills.