Song of the Peculiars

Chapter 5.5

*not a real update, I just wanted to write this cus I've had the idea for a while. Doesn't really tie in with the storyline at all*

    It was around 4 in the morning. I woke up for seemingly no reason, so I went down to the kitchen for some water. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and trudged down the stairs. I leaned on the counter, glass in hand. Turns out, this is what I needed.
    I sighed quietly and closed my eyes. Hopefully I could get back upstairs and get a couple more hours of sleep. A light shining on my face caused me to jump, squeal like a child, and nearly spill my water.
    "What the hell are you doing down here?" Enoch whispered harshly. I shielded my eyes from the flashlight.
    "Getting water, why the hell do you care?" I retorted. Enoch rolled his eyes and lowered the light from my eyes.
    "I'm one of the oldest, so I'm responsible for keeping everyone in their rooms," he explained. I nodded and took another sip of water. A slightly awkward silence filled the kitchen. Yet again, Enoch was looking me up and down.
    "What are you looking at?" I asked warily.
    "So you're a bad girl, now?" Enoch teased with a smirk. My eyes widened and I looked down. I had completely forgotten that I was wearing this. I crossed my arm in front of me in a vain attempt to hide my stomach.
    "Oh, s-shut up," I mumbled. Enoch cocked an eyebrow, and I felt my face flush a million shades of red.
    "Just get to bed soon," he chuckled lightly. I glared at him. He leaned down towards my ear.
    "You can be a bad girl with me, but no one else," he murmured. If possible, my face got even more red.
    "Y-y-you, gah. Why-" I stuttered unintelligibly. A shit eating grin made its way on to Enoch's face. He strode back up the stairs, leaving me a blushing, blubbering mess.

*yea I just wanted to do a quick Enoch teasing thing. Yeet.*