Wenclair one shots ❤️

Anything For Her

Wanted to make them a little older so enjoy

~Summary~
-fluff
Wednesday is admiring her wife on their honeymoon
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The room was dim and quiet

Wednesday stood at the window looking out as the waves hit the shore

Memories began to flood

That one time on a school trip when they visited this very beach and decided to...

She pushed those thoughts away

A small smile appeared on her lips when she remembered that they got expelled because of what they did
(Author🍓: Yes this is a call back to "paradise" I saw the chance and took it. Ok, enjoy the rest of the book. Bye! :b)

The goth began to pull at her tie in an attempt to take it off

Next was her blazer and shoes

She made her way over to her wife who was in a very deep sleep

Another unnoticeable smile appeared on her lips

"She fell asleep with her dress on" she whispered to herself

Wednesday hovered over her

She admired her from above

The small specks of glitter filled her face and glistened in the moonlight

Her makeup is still perfect

Her mouth was slightly open

Her hair was still perfectly curled, the colors slightly fading

The jewelry on her neck sat almost exactly like this morning when they said their vows

Everything about the sleeping girl enchanted Wednesday

She was completely in love with her

Something she had never truly felt until she met Enid Sinclair

"You're perfect" her voice wasn't above a whisper as she softly kissed her lips, not wanting to wake her

"I would kill for you, Sinclair"

"I would die for you"

"I would do anything for you. Anything you ask consider it done"

Wednesday held her hand

She kissed it softly up her arm

"You've made me feel things I never thought I was capable of"

Enid began to shift

Her eyes never left the wolf

"Wednesday are you going to sleep soon?" Enid said without opening her eyes

"Yes Cara Mia very soon"

Within a few seconds, Enid's breathing was slowing down

Her eyes completely closed again

Wednesday couldn't help but watch her

She loved everything about her

Every last inch of her being was hers forever

The simple thought of that could kill the Goth

She slowly kissed her cheeks

The goth didn't sleep that night

She waited for the sun to rise so she could listen to the sweetness of her wife's voice

So she could admire her laughter and listen to her talk for endless hours

She loved how easily excited Enid could become over the smallest things

She loved how the wolf would bring her back small bouquets of dead roses

How Enid fell first but Wednesday fell harder for the pastel girl

Perfection

Enid was pure perfection to the Goth

She loved the feeling she would get when her wife was around

That feeling never went away

It was always there

It was

Love.
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Too fluffy?