Friends or Woes

(EARLIER BACK IN WEDNESDAYS DORM) In the dimly lit dorm room, the typewriter's rhythmic clatter echoed like a haunting melody. Wednesday sat at her desk, fully engrossed in her novel, her fingers dancing across the keys with a swift intensity. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated her face, casting shadows that danced around the room.Enid was sound asleep on the other side of the room, oblivious to the constant clattering of keys. The moonlight shown through the curtains and gently lit up her peaceful sleepy expression.Meanwhile, Y/n was laid out on Wednesday's bed facing her, his eyes locked on the short writer. He watched her as she seemed trapped in a realm of her own creation, a world that only she could navigate. The admiration in his gaze, as he marveled at herat the peak of her intense focus, the typewriter let out a gentle ding, a completion of another chapter for her narrative. As if drawn by an invisible force Wednesday's eyes lifted from the paper, and she met Y/n's gaze.Without breaking her focus, Wednesday gave Y/n a small, knowing look. He returned it with a look of silent encouragement, showing that he was happy for her, as she had been stuck with writers block for a while.Y/n yawned, with the weight of exhaustion finally catching up with him, he turned to Wednesday with a warm, innocent smile. Y/N: "Hey, you wanna come to bed with me? It's getting late," he gently suggested, hoping to share the comfort of their shared bed.Wednesday, however kept her eyes fixated on the half-written pages before her. Wednesday: "I appreciate it, but my novel requires my full attention right now. You go ahead and rest I'll join you later," she replied.A hint of disappointment crept into Y/n's eyes, but he nodded, accepting her decision. Y/N: "Oh, yeah. no You work on your book. I Love you, goodnight," he said softly, respecting her wishes. With a sigh, he rolled over in the bed and faced away from her. As Y/n settled into the bed, thing tugged on the corner of Wednesday's sleeve, as if to tell her about the lack of a "I love you too, " he signed. She turned her head to look at him, she looks at the hand. No words were exchanged, but in that moment with her look, she communicated volumes to the severed limb.its been deathly quiet since Y/n said goodnight so he turned to face her,Y/N: " I'll see you in the morning." he said, his voice gentle and understanding.As Wednesday let out a somewhat annoyed sigh due to thing yanking on her sleeve not letting her type, she couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at her. The sound of her footsteps echoed through the room as she got up from her desk. Her shadow now covered Y/n's face from the dim light, he could sense someone standing in front of him.Curiosity piqued as Y/n slowly opened his eyes, only to be met with the unexpected sight of Wednesday falling onto him. Before he could react, her arms and legs wrapped around him in a warm and tight embrace, pulling him close to her.any lingering disappointment or defeat he felt in that moment melted away. The full Wednesday cuddle was something he cherished. the comfort and reassurance it brought always made him feel loved and appreciated as Wednesday never showed much affection other than when they were alone.Wednesday: " Goodnight, mi pequeño diablo. Don't let the bedbugs bite, and if they do, bite back just as hard " Leaning in, Wednesday pressed her cold, soft lips against his. It was a kiss that he wasn't expecting, Her embrace was both comforting and chilling, which he loved every inch of the feeling Y/n wrapped his arms around her in return, rubbing circles into her back. she buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent that was uniquely his. It was as if his embrace had the power to soothe any doubts even though it was her trying to comfort him and soothe him, somehow he's the one that always turns the tables when it comes to reassurance.(Wednesdays pov)* curse you Y/n, the last time this happened was that night my father found you, I remember sneaking into the guest room and seeing you for the first time in a little over a year, you looked like you were dead usually I wouldn't mind the sight but no 8 year old should ever get like that, I had just learned your family died and I tried to comfort you but you were still the one to comfort me and make sure I was ok.*I hear his heart slow down as I felt his hand gently caress my back, (back to normal)With her head resting on his chest, Wednesday could feel the steady beating of his heart, a reminder of the trust he has in her as anyone else who would be in Wednesdays presence would shrivel or even get uncomfortable. She closed her eyes.Y/n ran his fingers through her braids, a tender gesture that showed of his protectiveness over her. He didn't need words to express how much she meant to him.a couple more minutes pass as Wednesday jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a minute,Y/N: " what's wrong?" he askes in a concerned voice Wednesday got off the bed and hushed over to her desk almost tripping over Y/n's guitar,Y/n: "h- hey! Wednesday" he sighed with a smile as he saw Wednesday quickly jotting down ideas to which he got up as well, and quickly picked his guitar up of the ground and checked if it was ok, one of the strings snapped but other than that he could fix it. as he was fixing the string he saw Wednesday once again typing away at that typewriter of hers, she was switching glances between rowans drawing and the ceiling maybe she was thinking about something or maybe she found something out.Y/n: " your lucky your cute" he whisperedthe symbol on Rowans drawing looked so familiar as Wednesday remembers seeing the same symbol earlier that today, she gets up and gets ready for exploring.Y/N: " hey, where are you going?" the tall green eyed boy whisperedWednesday: " I think I finally figured it out, come"(back to the present)Wednesday: "lets asses shall we, bag over my head for optimal disorientation" she says as someone when yanked the bag off her head and she adjusts to the lightY/N: " wrists chained up enough to cut off circulation" the blonde boy added, he too adjusting to the lightWednesday looks over at Y/n who had chains tied around his arms Wednesday: " pity, they tied me with cheap rope" the macabre girl said somewhat disappointed she didn't get the same optionY/n and Wednesday stopped talking and stared into the light where just behind it stood 8 cloaked figures,???: " who dares breach our inner sanctum?" said a horribly disguised voiceWednesday: " you can take the mask off, Bianca." she deadpanned and as full disappointment and let down washed over Wednesdays face all 8 cloaked figures exposed themselves revealing the petty nightshades,Y/N: " what a bunch of high school clowns" says with second hand embarrassment Wednesday: " wait I preferred you with it on." she looked on with a dead straight face void of any emotion. to which Bianca let out a petty scoffXavier: " wait, Y/n?.. its just you two why did you come down here, and why did you tell Wednesday"Y/N: " I didn't"Wednesday: " and I'm glad he didn't, I had the thrill of finding out myself, it was rowan who showed me" she looked down at the end of her oversized hoodieWednesday: " left pocket" Xavier walked over to Wednesday bending down to go through her pockets but before he could Wednesday kicked up her foot and aimed it straight at Xavier's nether regions to which he instantly dropped to the floor.Xaiver: " what the hell was that for" he groanedWednesday's lips curved into a sinister grin, she looked down at Xavier through her dark, soul-piercing eyes. as Xavier laid on the floor, nursing his injured pride. She tilted her head slightly, her expression as emotionless as ever, and spoke with a icy yet humor filled tone, Wednesday: " That, Xavier, was a display of innocent self-defense. You should know better than to go rummaging through woman's clothes without a correct form of consent."Y/n, who had been quietly observing the exchange, couldn't help but smirk. The atmosphere in the room was tense, but Wednesday's dark humor managed to find its way through the shadows.Wednesday: " I had intended for Y/n to retrieve it from my pocket, but it seems you got a bit ahead of yourself."As Xavier rubbed his sore spot, he finally noticed what she had hinted at, carefully concealed within her hoodie's pocket was a piece of paper.Wednesday, Xavier and the others watched Y/n analyse the chains calmly, knowing that breaking free from them would require some effort. The restraints were thick and heavy, designed to tie down even the heaviest of containers to a cargo ship securely.Y/n tugged at the chains, his muscles flexing as he put in a lot of effort. The metal links resisted, and for a moment, it seemed like Y/n might not be able to break free.But then, a determined look crossed Y/n's face as he focused. With a final push, his brows furrowed as he let out a grunt and he gave one final tug, and to everyone's surprise, the chain links began to give way. There was a faint cracking sound, and a moment later a loud snapping sound as Y/n stood free from the restraints.He rubbed his wrists briefly, the faintest hint of smiles playing on his lips.Y/n: " that took a lot out of me" he leans over out of breathBianca and the Nightshades watched in disbelief as Y/n stood unchained. Their smug expressions were replaced with unease, realizing that they had underestimated Y/n's strength.Y/n made his way to Wednesday.Y/N: " Let's get you out of this nightmare of knot," he said calmly, crouching down to untie the knots.Wednesday: " I suppose I could use an extra set of hands, but do make it quick."Y/n offered her a small nod, as she silently appreciates his composure. he began working on the knots, With each knot untied, Y/n's hands brushed against Wednesday's cold skin. she couldn't deny the tingle of warmth that his touch brought. As the last knot came undone, Wednesday finally freed her hands, and she stretched her fingers gratefully. Wednesday: " you managed to not mess up, for that I owe you a thanks" she said softly yet still deadpanned, Standing up, she adjusted herself and gave Y/n a stomp on the footWednesday: " i still could've done it myself "Y/n: " i knew that, but you know me" he smiled holding his footWhile Bianca and the other Nightshades looked on, Wednesday didn't flinch. Y/n handed her the paper from the left pocket of her hoodie, she took it and showed The drawing which had a faint symbol on the paper which matched the one she had seen on the statue outside.Wednesday: " I tracked the watermark to the poe statue then i solved the riddle."Kent: " wait, there's a riddle?"as soon as he said this everyone turned to him. he now looked around uncomfortableKent: " I thought we just snapped twice"Y/N: " did I hit him too hard?." he facepalmed Wednesday: " well aren't you the brightest in the bunch" her sarcasm reached outBianca: " the nightshades are an elite social club. emphasis on elite" she said as snappy and as smug as everYoko: " we have roof parties, campouts, the occasional midnight skinny dip."Divina: " and Yoko's an amateur mixologist" she says earning a smile from the pale vampireWednesday only looked on in silence as y/n looked on with second hand embarrassment Ajax: " she makes a killer virgin mojito, it can get pretty wild" he earns a fake smile from Y/nWednesday: " wow do you guys even have a bedtime?" she deadpanned, her eyes scanning the Nightshades with an air of amusement. The members exchanged uneasy glances, unsure how to react to her dry remark.Her comment was a subtle jab at the Nightshades immaturity, highlighting their petty and childish behavior.Y/N: " You all hide behind masks," he stated calmly, his eyes flickering. Wednesday: " But I see you for what you truly are nothing more than a group of pathetic wannabes playing dress-up."Bianca's face contorted with anger, her disguise of authority shattered by Wednesday's blunt assessment. The other Nightshades exchanged uneasy glances, their bravado crumbling under Wednesday's unwavering gaze.Wednesday: " and last I heard the nightshades had been disbanded."Xavier now composed speaks up much to Bianca's dismayXavier: " yeah, the group kind of lost its charter 30 years ago after some normie kid died"Yoko: " but we have a lot of wealthy alumni, so Weems looks the other way as long as nobody makes any waves"Wednesday hushed in with a quick questionWednesday: " someone like rowan?"Bianca: " we booted that loser last semester"Bianca: " question is what do we do with her? only members are allowed in this library"there was silence in the crowd no one speaks up, but Xavier gives a thoughtXavier: " I say we invite her to pledge"Divina: " what?"Y/N: " of course you do Xavier" he sighsWednesday looks at Y/n confusedXavier: " I mean she is a legacy" points to a picture of a young Gómez and Morticia AddamsBianca: " after the crap she pulled in the poe cup? there's no way in hell"Y/N: "*ahem* she won fair and square"Wednesday: " just because I beat you at your own game? -"Y/N: " let me save you the trouble, mi amor. she's not interested in joining"Yoko: " your seriously turning us down?"Wednesday: " oh my god can you believe it?" she said with even more sarcasm this timeonce again y/n looks on at his lover smiling.Wednesday: " you can count Y/n out as well, come on Mon Cheri lets go"As Wednesday and Y/n made their way toward the exit, the rest of the Nightshades looked on with a mix of frustration and confusion. Bianca, never one to back down stepped forward, her eyes fixed on Wednesday. Bianca: " You think you can just walk away from us, Addams? "Wednesday: "Oh, I'm sure we'll cross paths again. But I must say now, I wont be the one tied up next time. chao."As the couple reached the stairs of the library, Kent made one last attempt to keep them in. Kent: " You're making a mistake, Y/n. The Nightshades isn't something you can just walk away from"Y/n paused on the stairs, turning to face Kent with a calm yet unfazed gaze. The light from the library's interior cast an eerie glow on his face, accentuating the intensity of his expression.Y/N: " You see, Kent," Y/n began, his voice low and steady as he fixed up Kent's cloak, Y/N: "  you guys might think your intimidating, but you're child's play compared to other things that may intimidate us, also i never accepted the invitation."As Y/n spoke, a subtle shift occurred in the atmosphere around them as he now patted Kent's shoulder.Kent: "But..." His words hung in the air with a sense of unease.Y/N: " And as for the rest of you Nightshades," Y/n added with a smirk, Y/N: " you'll soon learn that I'm not the one you should be cautious of. It's Wednesday that you should be keep an eye on, so try not get on her bad side anymore than you already have"Wednesday: " its amateurs like you who give kidnapping a bad name"With that, Y/n turned away, his hand gently resting on Wednesday's back as they descended the stairs together. Kent was left standing there,The couple continued through the dark corridors, with their steps echoing back to their dorm.