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𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ( 𝐖𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 )

TRANSLATION:

“ Damian is a distant and quiet little boy... he never smiles. ”

Damian with his mom...

Mom's spoiled little boyyy 🥰

Wednesday: Don't you mean inevitable?

CHRISTMAS GIFT - WEDNESDAY & TYLER

Just a little something fun as I wanted to write a Christmas themed Wyler one shot/scene.

CW/TW: mentions of knife, brief mentions of torture/violence and slight intended violence. It is Wednesday, after all. But still including these just in case.

WORDCOUNT: 910

“Hey Wednesday! I have a Christmas gift for you,” Enid said cheerfully to the other as she walked into their shared room.

Wednesday gave the girl a side glare, “you know I don’t do Christmas.”

“I think you’ll like this gift though, I promise!” The blonde exclaimed, it was obvious she was trying to contain her excitement which did make Wednesday curious (but more concerned) of what the gift was.

“Fine,” she replied as Enid squealed, telling Wednesday to close her eyes and she did so reluctantly, annoyed.

Wednesday heard the door open and close and became confused, why wasn’t the gift already in the room?

“Okay you can open them now.”

The dark haired girl’s annoyance became ten times stronger when she opened her eyes to be met with no one other than Tyler Galpin standing in front of Enid.

“It’s your psychotic boyfriend!” It was obvious her roommate hadn’t picked up on Wednesday’s agitation yet. He wasn’t her boyfriend and she hated Enid had even used that word to introduce him.

Tyler gave her a shy kind of smile as he said, obviously nervous to be there, “hey.”

Wednesday scowled as she focused her gaze on Enid, “this is your gift?!” Wednesday didn’t care if she got gifts or not around the holiday season but if she did she wanted them to be better than this. She’d much rather take another dead squirrel over him.

Enid became nervous as she tried to explain, “well… you like violence and all that and I mean… you already liked him so I figured him being the Hyde would have maybe increased your attraction towards him.”

“You’re very mistaken,” Wednesday replied.

“Sorry… don’t hurt him.”

“You should let me torture him, now that would be a gift,” Wednesday raised her eyebrows as if in question, showing she was being serious.

Enid shook her head violently, “Wednesday, no.”

“Tyler, sit down,” she directed, ignoring her roommates words. Enid and Tyler exchanged glances as the boy spoke, “I don’t think I should.”

“You have nothing to be scared of, I won’t leave a mark,” Wednesday told him, moving to pull something out of her desk drawer, shielding it from both of them.

“That’s what scares me,” he said honestly as he moved to walk out of the room.

Wednesday followed him, harshly grabbing one of his arms and stopping him right in the doorway, where some mistletoe was hung, thanks to Enid.

On hearing the other girl giggle a little Wednesday looked up and stared at it, not amused. When she looked back down to the boy to see he was smiling lightly she stated, “I hate you, I hope you know.”

“You’ve made that very clear,” he responded, not losing his smile which annoyed Wednesday. Would nothing ruin his mood right now? Why was he so happy anyways, because he thought they’d have to kiss? There was no way she was going to let that happen. Right? She had just been about to torture him, she wasn’t going to let some mistletoe stop that, that would be so incredibly dumb.

“Good,” she replied simply, locking eyes on him as she took a step closer to him.

Tyler noticed and smiled a bit more.

She hated his smile because of the effect it was having on her, “stop smiling like an idiot.”

He raised his eyebrows at her as he let out a soft laugh, “so I’m an idiot now?”

“Always have been.”

“Gee, thanks.” It was sarcastic but his smile still didn’t fade.

“No problem.”

Next he took a step towards her and she let him, though she did put what she had taken out of her drawer to his neck, a knife. They were very close now and if she wanted to she could grab his hands, or kiss him. If she wanted to, which she didn’t. Or at least that’s what she was trying to convince herself at the moment. His damn smile was making it hard to hate him.

He carefully moved and cupped one side of her face, “you do know I actually really like you, right?”

“It’s painfully obvious.” Her grip on the knife loosened a little.

He laughed a little, “yeah.”

She kept the knife where it was, threatening to push it into his skin, “I could still torture you.”

“You said you wouldn’t leave a mark.”

She flashed him a glare before retracting the knife, closing it as she put it back into her pants pocket. “I have other ways, you know.”

“Why would you though? Unless it’d be payback for me torturing you right now,” he smiled, knowing this interaction with him was killing her and making her conflicted.

“You know why,” she warned him.

“Wednesday.”

“Tyler.”

He looked down to her lips and it didn’t go unnoticed by her as it made her want to do the same. She didn’t though, keeping her eyes locked on his as she let out a slightly nervous breath.

“You won’t stab me if I kiss you, will you?”

“No promises.”

“I’ll take the chance.” And with that, he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers as he brought his other hand up to rest on the side of her neck, holding her face.

And much to Wednesday’s disgust and self betrayal, she kissed him back. Passionately.

And she didn’t hate it like she hoped she would.

Prompt: As a bonding exercise Weems and the Mayor decide to send nevermore and Jericho high on a camping trip, due to unfortunate circumstances Wednesday’s tent messes up and Enid says she can stay in her tent but the only problem is it’s hot pink 😬 when the color gets to be too much for Wednesday she sneaks into Tyler’s tent and they have sex