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“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”
— Unknown
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Could I request a story thats Wednesday with a reader who drinks a lot of coffee and barely ever sleeps, and so she tries to convince them to sleep but they dont so reader ends up fainting in front of her and enid and Wednesday is really worried and at the end reader finally sleeps and theres fluff
Hell yeah, bestie, I feel this on a spiritual level. Coffee is the devil's drink, yet I indulge shamelessly ✌🏻😙
too much coffee
Midterms were going to kill you. There was no possible way you were going to survive. You had done the one thing you had sworn you wouldn’t do (pretend you didn’t need to study) and Wednesday had offered to help (you said no) and now you were on day three of no sleep. Times were tough enough, but Wednesday couldn’t introduce her parents to her highschool failure girlfriend! The Addams family was beyond accepting, but this? It would be unacceptable.
On the other side of the library, Wednesday watched you sit back down with another cup of coffee. It had to have been your fifth one of the night, if her counting was correct. Which it was. If you had just accepted her rare offer of help, you wouldn’t be stuck with more coffee than your body could handle.
She watched you as you finished your cup. Watched the way your hands were unusually shaky, causing your handwriting to come out looking worse than Pugsly’s. The way you should shake your head after staring at a page for too long; were you trying to clear the haze of caffeine from your mind?
She waited until you had emptied your cup before walking over to you.
“You need sleep,” Wednesday said. You jumped; it was a good thing your mug was empty.
“Jesus christ, Wednesday,” you huffed. “A warning would’ve been nice.”
“Go home,” she said, leaving absolutely no room for argument.
“I’ll sleep when I’m dead,” you said with a shake of your head.
“Please.”
You looked up at her with furrowed brows, and Wednesday had to bite her tongue to stop herself from taking it back. She knew how you worked; you were a snarky asshole until she asked nicely. If she took it back now, you would go back to being snarky. It was humiliating to have to resort to such niceties, but when you looked like you were on death’s doorstep, she would swallow her pride.
“I’ll sleep after my exam tomorrow morning,” you said with a soft smile. “I promise.”
“Not a moment later.” Wednesday didn’t tell you goodbye as she left the library. She didn’t want you to know that she was concerned for you.
Now she just needed to make sure Enid wasn’t losing her mind about her own midterms.
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The exam had been a cakewalk. Not only had you known nearly all of the answers, but you knew the bonus questions too. You were so going to ace it. Okay, maybe you would get a B, but it was still passing! There was a new swagger in your step as you walked out of class and started heading to the cafeteria.
You were going to treat yourself to a nice hot cup of coffee.
“Your dorm is in the other direction.”
Aw man.
You turned around slowly, praying to whatever gods existed that you were just hearing things. But then you saw Wednesday standing behind you, arms crossed over her chest and a look that you had definitely seen far too many times.
“Hello, dearest,” you said with a small smile.
She did not smile back, even though her face was a little twisty. Was she moving around?
“Go get some sleep,” Wednesday demanded. How can someone so short be so bossy?
“I’m just getting myself a little treat,” you said as you gestured your thumb behind you. At least you thought you did. Were things spinning?
“Hey guys!” Enid called, running up to where you were both standing. “How did your exam go?”
“Don’t encourage her.” Wednesday turned her body to face Enid.
They started talking, saying things that you really couldn’t understand. Surely they were still speaking English, right? That was your common language, was it not? So why did they sound so funny? And why was everything spinning? And why was everything going dark? And why-
-you were out cold before you hit the ground.
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Whatever you were laying on was extremely comfortable. It was soft and fluffy and warm. Was it heaven? Were you in heaven? Oh god, your mother was right, too much coffee would kill you. You had wasted your last few days on earth studying for a stupid exam that didn’t even matter!
“Don’t even think of moving.”
Oh no. No, you weren’t in heaven, you were in hell and Wednesday Addams was your grim reaper.
The struggle to open your eyes was more intense than Prometheus stealing the fire from Zeus. It was like your eyes were sealed shut and would rather kill you than open. But when they opened and the migraine hit you like a ton of bricks, you understood; they weren’t trying to fight you, they were trying to protect you.
“What happened?” You asked; god, you sounded like you smoked two packs of cigarettes a day.
“You fainted,” Wednesday said. Everything was hazy, but her voice came from your right. “Enid helped me carry you to your room.”
You opened your mouth to argue, but the look you could finally see on Wednesday’s face was enough to shut you up. In the privacy of your room, with no one to see, she looked concerned. It was in the furrow of her brows, the tightly pressed lips, the slightest twitch of her fingers.
Wednesday Addams was concerned.
Without hesitation, you moved over on the bed to make room. She stared at you for a moment until you patted the now-empty spot. There was a hesitancy in her movements, but she finally came and laid down beside you. Her back was to you, but that was okay; you pulled her closer and wrapped an arm around her waist.
“Please sleep,” Wednesday said softly. She would only ever talk this softly to you when she wasn’t looking at your face.
“Only if you sleep with me,” you answered even though you could already feel yourself falling back asleep. “My roommate won’t be back for a few more hours.”
“If she sees us, I’ll kill her,” Wednesday threatened even as she backed up closer to you.
“I would expect nothing less,” you said. You leaned forward and left a small kiss on the back of her neck, and you felt her interlock your fingers before you both fell asleep. You should faint more often if it meant Wednesday would cuddle and sleep with you.
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