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Coming back to Nevermore as soon as it opened its gates to students, the aftermath of the Hyde and Jericho event changed a lot of things between Wednesday and the group. The so-called social cliques somehow began to mix and match, mainly Enid’s and Wednesday’s little group.
At the quad, lunch time, Enid was having a blast spending time with her new circle of friends as she waited for her roommate who was nowhere still to be found. The whole Jericho event and the wolfing out did a big number on them and got them to have a bond going on. Around her was Bianca, Yoko, Divina, Xavier, and Ajax. The latter, as Enid and the gorgon agreed on, broke it off during the semester break and now became close friends. Ajax did ask if they can be best friends, but Enid was firm in saying her bestie is still her roommate.
Having lunch with the newly formed group, Ajax was telling them how he was taught by his family to be a gentleman and not to stone himself yet again before a date. One Enid was very much agreeing on. The gorgon was jokingly telling how his family told him to show respect and be courteous towards a woman, which he demonstrated by taking Enid’s hand—with her consent after he asked of it first—and playfully planted wet kisses on the back of the werewolf’s hand.
“Ewww Ajax! You’re getting slobber on my hand!” Enid was laughing as she tried to retract her hand but Ajax was still holding on and making loud kissy noises.
Everyone in their group knew of their newfound friendship after a failed relationship and just laughed at how the two are acting.
Everyone except Wednesday.
As much as Enid wanted to tell her roommate—whom she won’t tell that she has fallen head over heels for and realized during their time apart—that she and Ajax were no longer a thing, she decided to tell it when the semester started. But with the whole catching up with everyone and redecorating the room, it slipped her mind. And Wednesday was late in enrolling, saying something related to her family going out for a vacation in the Bermuda Triangle.
“See! I can’t find the reason why we need to go back to dark ages and do these kisses thing.” Ajax said and gently held Enid’s hand and placed another kiss on it. A friendly one. “Chivalry is nice and all but it’s dead for a reason.”
“As I am fond of anything relating to death and decay, I think that chivalry is dead mostly because those who cannot comprehend the importance of it and unable to perform such acts are boorish and lacking interest towards the person it is meant for.”
Everyone on the table looked at the source of the reprimanding and lo and behold, Wednesday Addams, in all her black and white uniform. She stood near Enid, face devoid of emotion as ever, and looking at what was transpiring before her.
Ajax holding Enid’s hand.
“And in relation to intimacy such as your hand on another, showering it with caresses and veneration that can make a child’s tooth rot from the saccharine gestures, it is not meant to be playful for someone who does not wish for it to move further.” Said Wednesday, deadpan as she looked at her roommate whose lips curved up and smiled as if she lighted up the whole place.
“BESTIE!!” Enid excitedly called out, attempting to wave her hand but with Ajax holding her dominant hand, she waved using her left
hand. If she has a tail popped out of her backside, it would’ve been wagging enthusiastically right now at the sight of the woman she’s been waiting for.
Wednesday, as always, did not blink and looked at the blonde who was smiling at her then back to Ajax. Her face still lacking emotion, but her eyes bore on the gorgon as if already planning his funeral. “Speaking of such action that is making the handful of students around to have their blood run up to their cheeks and the vampires to hold back on tasting the sweet red liquid that flows within them, the action you are doing Petropolus is insincere as every touch of your lips on every part of someone's body lacked meaning."
It seems that the world stopped and focused on what was transpiring on the mixed table with Enid looking confused to what her brunette roommate was saying. She opened her mouth to tell Wednesday that Ajax was just joking but the siren and the vampire cut her off.
“That’s interesting coming from you Addams. I can say that your parents may have drilled some of those in you but I doubt you are capable of knowing these so-called meaningful intimacy.” Bianca smirked, amused at how she immediately got the attention of the goth girl.
Yoko, happily sipping her blood pack nodded in agreement. “Bianca is right in a sense. The theory of it is there, but hey, it’s the new age! These things don’t mean anything anymore. I don’t even think anyone knows there are meanings to kisses.”
Feeling the sudden change in the air as if tension was building up and can be cut with a butterknife as she noticed the slight twitch from Wednesday’s slender brow, Enid felt that she needs to do something to diffuse the rising situation. She rather not has the first day of Wednesday being back to school murdering someone. Or threatening to murder someone. “C’mon guys, quit teasing Wednesday. And really Ajax's kisses are nice and just him being playful. Right?” Xavier and Divina nodded their heads, holding back their amusement as they could tell what the two are trying to pull on the Addams. But Enid knew it was not enough to stop whatever Wednesday was planning to retort. In her mind, it can range from death threats to bloody mutilation using a quite a few of the brunette’s carry-on blades hidden in her uniform.
Enid knew Wednesday wouldn’t let what Bianca and Yoko instigated pass.
Wednesday, one who never backed out of a challenge and finding the sight of Ajax still holding Enid’s hand as a sight she wants to end by stabbing the gorgon’s palm with the karambit she has hidden in her uniform, placed her bag on the table and faced Enid, expression softened ever so slightly that the blonde with pink and blue tips noticed. She gently took Enid’s hand from Ajax and took out a black handkerchief and then wiped the traces of whatever Ajax placed on it then wrapped her hand with the said cloth, having a W.A visible on top of it.
“You two think so low of me but none the less, I’ll give you a rather crash course on such actions that you all seem to take as a joke of a gesture.” Wednesday then took Enid’s left hand, eyes soft enough for Enid to notice.
“Uhh Wends… what are you—” Enid’s eyes darted from her hand to Wednesday’s face and she knew Yoko could hear her heart thumping loud.
The brunette gently turned Enid's hand over, palm facing the sky, and with a gentle motion, Wednesday leaned down to kiss on the middle of Enid’s palm. She then slowly looked up to her, face devoid of emotions but eyes staring softly at the werewolf. "A kiss on the palm means, you wish for something..."
‘Anything you wish for… I would give it to you.’
Wednesday then stood up and caressed the back of Enid's palm with her thumb so subtly before taking it up to her lips, pressing gently on Enid's knuckles, eyes still on the blonde, and placing a soft kiss on it. "A kiss on the back of the palm defines on how you admire someone."
The brunette slowly moved closer to the werewolf and caressed her cheeks and held Enid’s chin between her thumb and index finger, eyes looking at Enid’s surprised look to her parted lips. “The one which has been done by many with oh so little restrain and lack of genuine intent, gentle and invalidation of personal space to which consent should be given at first, those of simple dances along the sounds of muffled moans, actions that are done behind closed doors, is not just of love, but of passion and adoration. promises of eternity sealed between the exchange of breaths.” Her thumb rubbed Enid’s lower lip that garnered a hitch of breath from the blonde.
‘Am I allowed to touch them with mine? The mixture of darkness and light?’
Everyone was watching them intently and quietly. They are very intrigued at how Wednesday Addams, THE Wednesday Addams, was showing such things to them as a form of teaching the meaning of kisses. Watching as if it was a Spanish soap opera, they held their breaths and waited for the next lesson--"Well those are actually easy to know, and the kiss on the lips is love yada yada as if there’s something new--ow!" Ajax said out loud but was stopped when he felt someone kick his leg--Yoko.
Wednesday heard it and it triggered something in her. Something that she knew her parents would dance a waltz under the full moon on the graves, speaking proudly of her. With a raised brow, she nodded at Enid releasing her hold on the blonde’s chin and stepped back from her.
"σκάσε, Ajax!" Enid shushed the gorgon with a growl in her voice. Her eyes are still on Wednesday whose face twitched at the interruption. “Ahem, uhhm don’t mind him Wednesday.” Enid can tell the brunette would be stopping the so-called lesson and she somehow felt disappointed at how it was abruptly stopped, her inner werewolf growling in anger at the boy who stopped the possibility of intimacy towards the woman who enjoyed deaths and macabre. The woman who was the reason that Enid felt nothing more towards the gorgon.
But instead of turning around and leaving like everyone assumed, Wednesday slides her hand down on Enid’s arm, smoothening the sleeves, and gently pulled the blonde to stand, standing behind the werewolf and placing her free hand on her waist. Her lips gently presses on Enid's palm, tracing the blonde's arm with kisses. "Cara mia, you spoke Greek..."
Wednesday then stopped and looked up to the taller woman, her face lacking any joyous emotions that Gomez usually has with Morticia but still held fire that an Addams carry through her gaze, holding her arm. "Querida, this kiss, as disgusting and vomiting it would be, one where I would drink my coffee with an additional spoonful of cyanide, means it’s the Addams curse."
With that, Wednesday disentangled herself from the werewolf and took her bag from the table, walking away from the crowd that was too terrified or surprised to even speak.
Enid was blushing. Hard. Her body tingled from the feeling of Wednesdays touches and lips. Her lips quivered from the need of her lips touching Wednesday’s. Her teeth clenched from how she was unconsciously holding her breath during the whole ordeal.
Then it hit her. How Wednesday said about kisses and moving further.
“ADDAMS! YOU BETTER WOMAN UP AND MOVE FURTHER OR I SWEAR THE ONE THAT BE DEAD IS NOT CHIVALRY BUT YOU AFTER THAT STUNT YOU PULLED!”