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[phoenixnewton]

Loop Mornings

Enoch O’Connor x Reader Fluff

Miss Peregrines Home for Peculair Children

My eyes fluttered open as the sound of familiar birds sang their morning calls in the garden. I woke the same way every day. The same minute, of the same day, of the same year. September 3rd 1943. As always I closed my eyes again, attempting to fall back into a deep slumber.

I shivered as a breeze came through the window and snuggled deeper into the duvet and the strong arms that encompassed me. Enoch must have forgotten to close the window the night before after we'd spent the evening on the balcony. I felt my face heat up at the memory. Despite having been together for the past twenty years in the loop, the thought of the broody boy set my cheeks aflame and my stomach to flutter in nervous excitement.

As if he knew I was thinking about him, I felt Enoch shift beside me. He mumbled something illegible and pulled my body closer to him. I let out a breathless laugh and let myself be pressed against his chest. At last, I let my eyes open fully as I listened to his steady heartbeat in his chest. My fingers drew out intricate patterns with a featherlight touch on his chest, being as careful as I could not to wake him. Although, knowing Enoch he was probably already awake and just pretending. He did that a lot, especially in quiet loop mornings like this, just feigning sleep to make the moment last longer.

Despite being virtually adults, and both the oldest wards under her care, Miss Peregrine still disapproved of us sharing a bed. So, moments like this were rare and short-lived.

Enoch stroked a hand down my back softly. His hands were calloused from all the manual work he did constructing his homunculi, but I felt his roughened caress comforting. As his hand made its way down my bare spine I was reminded suddenly that I was naked, which meant he certainly was too. “G’Morning, darling.” He said in a husky voice that was rough from sleep. I felt a shiver go through me at the deep rumble of it.

I tilted my head back and placed a soft, lingering kiss on his jaw in reply. I saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed when my lips carried on a trail downwards along the column of his neck. “Morning handsome,” I murmured against his hot skin.

Enoch groaned and pulled me on top of him so fast it made my head spin. I giggled quietly, aware that we couldn't be too loud. The walls in this house were ridiculously thin. I ran my hands down his defined chest teasingly as he gripped my hips tightly.

“How long have we got?” He asked me slightly breathless when my hands drifted lower, tracing the deep v-line on his hips.

I grinned devilishly, “Long enough.” And with that, Enoch captured my lips in a searing kiss full of lust and love.

Loop mornings were repetitive-literally, and there was no way to deny that. But it didn't mean they couldn't be fun. And as long as I had Enoch, I could spend every morning like this. Full of searing kisses, soft caresses and gasped breaths. Forever.

[atomic--peach]

(hello could you do a enoch o’conner x reader where the reader has adhd and tourette’s syndrome and is stressed from it and he comforts them?? thank u so much dude) *I can write for ADHD because I’ve experienced it, but unfortunately I can’t do Tourette’s accurately.*

“Enoch, have you seen my book”

“Not since the last time you asked me” the boy replied dispassionately from his chair as you barreled around the house.

You were what Miss Peregrine called “flighty”, which basically meant that you constantly lost everything, and your brain went faster than the rest of you did.

“I’ve looked everywhere!”

“It will turn up, just relax”

You collapsed in the chair next to him in a huff, your face flushed red. “Why can’t I just keep track of things?”

“I don’t know, but don’t worry about it.” Enoch patted you knee, “did you do your chores?”

You eyes widened and your body when completely tense “SHIT” You hollered and growled, stomping your foot on the floor. “I was so wrapped up in finding the book, I completely forgot!” You sighed and rested your head in your hands. “Why can’t I do anything right?”

“Hey, come on” Enoch scolded you. “Look, you’ve just got to slow down for a second, you’re getting all worked up”

“I’m frustrated! I can’t keep track of anything, I keep forgetting my chores, and I can’t do anything right! I’m the most useless person in the house!”

You shot up and finished your rant practically yelling.

Enoch stood slowly and sighed. “Come here” You sighed and leaned on him as he folded his arms around your shoulders.

“You’re not useless, you’ve done a ton for the house. You think of things no one else does, and you tell the best stories and you’re great with the little ones. Claire and the twins love you, and you keep them happy. You’re the happiest person in the house”

You grumbled, but your friend’s words filled your chest and you sighed.

“You’re kind of like a ball of sunshine. You keep our spirits up. So what if you forget some stuff?” You smiled and hugged him back. “Thanks Enoch, that means a lot”

[evil-feather]

One of my biggest pet peeves is when people use hashtags even tho said character or person isn't even in the post. Like stop going #vanessaives under posts that show Eva on a premiere or #almaperegrineedit when it's not even an edit of Miss Peregrine. That's not the point of hashtags you guys🙄

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Me: ...What about Hugh???

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