sexual. || Enoch O'Connor (completed)

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(I figured out how to get gifs) (PSA: finlay is a squish.)

"It's me, princess."

I turn around and look up to a smirking Enoch. My face gets hot and I take a step back.

"How much of that did you hear?" I ask and hold the neck of the guitar tightly.

"All, don't worry. I won't tell." He shrugs and sits down. I notice he's holding a small wooden box. I sit criss crossed in front of him and he looks up at me, cocking one eyebrow.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asks and opens the box.

"Watching." I say and pluck the D string on my guitar.

"Right, you aren't going to freak out again, are you?" He asks and reaches into the box. I shake my head no and he pulls out a clay doll. My heart beats a little faster but I control myself. I keep my eyes on Enoch's face as he works on the things. His eyebrows furrow together and he bites his bottom lip a little.

"You have a good singing voice, by the way." He says quietly, not looking up from his work.

"Really?" I ask. He nods in response, setting his doll down.

"What's with you and," I shudder slightly, "dolls?" He looks up at me and quirks an eyebrow.

"These aren't dolls, Vivian. They-"

"Action figures, same thi-"

"They're homunculi." He finishes, ignoring me.

"Well, they're close enough to dolls, and you know how I am with dolls." I say and stand up. He rolls his eyes and takes out a jar from his box.

"Is that a-"

"Heart? Yes, it's a rat heart to be exact." He finishes for me.

"What exactly is your peculiarity?" I ask and watch as he places the small heart into the clay figure. He smirks and closes its chest. He sets it on the ground and it's legs start moving, on their own.

"Yep. Nope. I- literally my worst nightmare." I say and start walking away.

"That's not even the good part." Enoch says, making me stop.

I have to admit, it is pretty cool, I can't let him know that though.

I slowly turn around and watch as he picks it up and whispers something to it. He sets it back down and it starts...dancing? I turn my head in confusion and sit next to him. It starts walking towards me and I feel my heart start beating faster.

"Enoch, please keep it away from me." I say softly and start backing up. The figure looks at me and stops moving. I let out a staggered breath and hold tightly onto my guitar.

I look over at Enoch and he gives me a slight smile.

"It isn't funny!" I protest and he rolls his eyes. He picks up the figure and takes out its heart. The thing goes limp and he throws it back into the box.