#so that's that. either i'm crazy and i fabricated the memory out of nowhere... or she's not taking responsibility for her actions.

[strozzaprete]

not to be morbid on main but my life is so strange every day i'm fighting with my inner suicidal child trying to convince her to stay alive out of spite for our enemies

[arialerendeair]

Alec Lightwood Birthday Bash - Prompt Fill

From @to-the-stars-writing

I've seen a thousand amnesia fics, one or the other forgetting who they are, but what about a dual-amnesia fic where something happens on a mission or because of a spell and the others come in to find Magnus and Alec both temporarily forgot who they are, but they're still flirting like crazy with one another

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When Alec woke up, there were three problems immediately apparent.

Number one, he was chained to the wall.  

Number two, he no longer had his stele, his bow, or seraph blades.

Number three, there was someone else across the cell and he looked like he was in even worse shape, if that was somehow even possible.  Which meant that he was going to be rescuing not just himself, but someone else too.  

"Hey," Alec hissed, glancing toward the ominous looking door.  "Hey, open your eyes.  I can't do this alone, and need your help."  

No movement, which meant that the other man was truly unconscious.  Alec frowned as he took the other man in properly - pants that, angels below, were they painted on?  A shirt that was... less fabric than it was supposed to be based on the slashes he could see, and a faint sheen of glitter on his eyes and hair could only mean one thing.  He was trapped in this cell with a warlock, for angels knew whatever reason.  

Alec looked around the cell again and tugged at his chains.  He had a little bit of give, which was more of a blessing than he would have expected, and his feet weren't chained to the ground.  Another quick check confirmed that he still had his boots, and even though the small knife he kept in the holster was gone (dammit, Jace was going to pout about that for hours, that had been a present), what he actually needed was not.  

Taking a second, Alec took a deep breath and focused - most of his runes had expired, but he could still hear the sound of guards much further down from their cell.  The only breathing he could hear belonged to him and the warlock nearby.  Which meant if he made a little bit of noise it wasn't going to bring anyone running.  He looked down at his boots and took a deep breath, testing all of his weight on the chains for a long moment.  

"Why do I get the feeling that you're about to do something devastatingly ridiculous that only shadowhunters know how to do?"

Alec looked up at the quiet voice and saw that the warlock was awake, relaxing.  At least he wouldn't have to be running around with an unconscious body.  That would have made things frustrating and unreasonably difficult.  "You have a better idea?  Magic, maybe?" he hissed back.  

The warlock hummed and shook his head.  "Unfortunately, however we ended up here and based on the..." he wrinkled his nose and licked his lips.  "Memory loss drought I can still taste the after effects of, my magic has either been drained, or I spent all of it.  I'm not without some skills, but nowhere near your own, I imagine."  

"I'll stand for you being able to walk," Alec muttered, ignoring the way that sparkling gold nail polish on his fingers shone on the faint light of the cell.  "You injured anywhere?"  

"Thankfully no."  A faint rustle.  "I am, however, not standing on the ground, so all of my weight has been on my shoulders and arms."  

Alec winced in sympathy.  That was going to mean he'd be able to walk but not do much in the way of fighting while his arms got their feeling back.  "I should be able to get us out of here," he reassured and looked up at his hands again.  "This might take me a couple of tries."  

He took a deep breath and lifted his legs carefully out in front of him.  Breathe in deep, and then move.  Shifting slowly with his grip against the chains, Alec brought his legs up further, bending himself almost in half to fumble with the secret latch on the side of his boots.  

"Darling, yoga instructors would envy that flexibility," the warlock praised.  "Not to mention that it does give one a wide variety of IDEAS, the nature of which is entirely inappropriate for our current predicament."  

Alec fought down the urge to snort, his arms starting to burn before he'd worked the lock pick half out of his boot.  He dropped his legs back down and breathed through the burning of his arms.  "Fuck, I need at least one more round."  

The warlock chuckled.  "Please feel free to do that as many times as you like.  I am quite enjoying the view.  I might enjoy a more practical demonstration later."  

Alec snorted.  "Pretty sure this is not the place to be flirting."  

"On the contrary, it's the perfect place to be flirting," the warlock correct.  "My name is Magnus, and I will be happy to take you out to dinner after this is over."  

"Your wife wouldn't like that," Alec said, his eyes drifting to the ring on Magnus' finger.  He took another deep breath and forced himself to relax, waiting for the burning to subside.  

Magnus looked at the ring on his finger, blinking in surprise.  "I've never had a wife, or a husband, mind you I am as equal opportunity as it comes.  Where did..." he flinched, his head aching.  "Ah, memory loss potion, right."  

Alec gave him a rueful grin.  "If it's any consolation at all, I would have said yes if you weren't attached."  He'd never met someone as beautiful as Magnus in all of his life.  If he'd had the chance, he probably never would have let someone like the warlock go.  "All right, let's try this again."  

Alec swung his legs up in an easy, determined motion and waited, breathing hard, for his fingers to bump against the lock pick.  It took three more tugs, but at last it was free in his fingertips and he could drop his feet again with a groan.  His whole body was sore and he was going to pay for doing that without runes tomorrow, that was for sure.  "All right, now to see if I remember how to do this..."

Magnus hummed.  "Where did a shadowhunter learn the art of lockpicking, I might wonder," he said, watching as the shadowhunter bit his lip in concentration, his eyes drawn back to the delicious sight of those lips reddening.  

"My siblings," Alec said, and that was enough explanation, apparently, for Magnus, who said nothing further as he finished getting himself completely unlocked, carefully resting the chains against the wall. 

Alec rubbed at his wrists and rotated them, looking down at himself before nodding.  He was pretty much unharmed, which was surprising, but he also suspected that whoever had given them both memory loss potions was going to be back soon.  He made his way over to the warlock and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.  

"Listen, I love being chained up," Magnus said with a squirm, his features twisting in pain.  "But I am going to be of no use to you if you don't get me on the ground soon."

"All right," Alec said and stepped in closer before an idea occurred and he flushed, clearing his throat.  There WAS a way that he could take Magnus' weight, so he could focus on the lock... "Don't stab me."  

"If I'm stabbing you, it's only going to be in decidedly sexy ways," Magnus shot back and he raised his eyebrows as the shadowhunter blushed even darker.  "While I am sure that my significant other does not approve, I can't help wanting to chase that blush with my tongue."  

"If you want to get out of here without possibly dying, I need you to be quiet for a second and just... let me get you free," Alec growled, closing his eyes to take a fortifying breath.  Magnus  was married, nothing could happen between the two of them and he was just doing this to help.  Reaching down, he grabbed Magnus' thighs and lifted him, easily.  

Magnus' eyes widened and he gasped.  "Uh, shadowhunter-"

"Alec," Alec muttered, getting Magnus' thighs situated around his waist, leaning in against him to keep him propped up against the wall to take his weight.  He felt Magnus cross his ankles behind his back and bit down the noise that he wanted to make as he leaned in, reaching up towards Magnus' hands.  

"If I didn't abhor infidelity with every fiber of my being..." Magnus breathed out, clenching his eyes shut as he had every inch of Alec, shadowhunter extraordinaire pressed against him from hips to arms.  "You would tempt a saint to sin, Alec.  Please hurry, or I'm going to embarrass us both."  

Alec bit down a groan and focused on the lock pick.  The first cuff, thankfully, was easy and he felt Magnus' relieved gasp, before his arm was flopped down, clearly numb.  He shifted and had Magnus throw the arm over his shoulder and moved his attention to the other.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to let you fall," he reassured as he worked at the lock.  

When Magnus didn't answer, Alec frowned and glanced down at him, but Magnus was biting down on his lip, his eyes screwed shut.  They were close enough that it would be so easy to...

"Alec," Magnus growled.  

Alec snapped his attention fully back to the lock and finally heard the click that signaled it would let him free.  He caught Magnus' other arm easily and slowly, with Magnus sliding down his body in a way that had the both of them groaning, low and desperate, until his feet were on the ground.  He reached up and carefully massaged at Magnus' shoulder, helping to work his circulation back to normal, before he moved to the other arm.  

Magnus was staring at him with unreadable eyes and Alec flushed, turning away from him.  "Are you all right?"  

Magnus nodded and tilted his head, studying Alec in confusion.  He looked down at his fingertips, a small blue flame sparking around his fingertips and he sighed in relief at the feel of his magic starting to return.  "Looks like I'll be back to fighting form soon."  

Alec nodded.  "We don't have too long, Magnus.  We need to get out of here and do it quickly.  If they were able to restrain the both of us - that means they caught us once and they could do it again."  

Magnus frowned and looked out past the cell door.  He closed his eyes and listened, a faint tendril of his magic reaching out.  "Two guards at the end of the hallway.  There's at least seven other prisoners.  More guards further along."  

"Do you know where we are?" Alec whispered, glancing out into the hallway.  They were on borrowed time, they needed a plan.  

Magnus opened his mouth to answer, but was nearly sent to his knees when pain hit his head, making him stumble.  Thankfully, Alec, who was the most chivalrous shadowhunter he had ever met in his life, caught him, easily, as though he'd been born to do it.  "Memory loss potion took that, which tells me we know where we are."  

"Right," Alec said with another nod.  "Do you know why they would have given me the potion too?"  

Magnus shook his head.  "I don't.  Nor do I know why they put us together when it seems most of the other prisoners are alone."  

"Well," Alec gave Magnus a shy smile.  "I'm glad that I'm not alone."  

Magnus swallowed, his heart giving a traitorous lurch.  He was married, he needed to remember that he was married and pretty boy shadowhunters were... were not meant for him.  "Me too, Alec.  Me too."  

Alec gave a nod and squared his shoulders.  "If you..." he hesitated, then held out his hand.  "If you were to take some of my energy, would it help recharge you?"

Magnus' eyes widened and he stared at the shadowhunter, who was looking at him calmly.  "I... yes, it would, but..." But no nephilim would willingly give their energy to a warlock like that.  

"We need each other," Alec said, his voice quiet but firm.  "And you need your magic to help the both of us get out of here, right?"  

"Right," Magnus agreed, his voice soft.  He reached out and took Alec's hand.  "I'll try to make sure it won't hurt."  With such different energies, such different power, that was going to take more effort than he could maybe afford but he would try.

Alec smiled.  "It's not going to hurt.  I know that you won't hurt me."  

Magnus swallowed, his thrice-cursed heart flipping in his chest again, and he reminded himself that he was married, that he could feel the power his partner had poured into the ring and took a second to blink away the tears before he closed his eyes and breathed in deep.  He reached out to establish the connection and gasped, Alec's soul, all his power, completely laid bare for him.  

His magic reached out greedily, drinking from the fountain of Alec's soul - but unlike any other session of sharing magic that he had ever done, there was no resistance, no hesitancy.  Alec trusted him, and trusted him not to go too far, and not to take too much.  Magnus wanted to sob that someone trusted him this easily, this much.  

Alec held onto Magnus' hand as tight as he dared, keeping him carefully supported as he felt Magnus draw more out of him, until abruptly, it was over.  Without thinking about it, Alec urged more of his power at Magnus, to take what he needed, because they were going to need it.  He felt Magnus muffle a noise into his shirt, but he held on tighter, until he finally felt Magnus steady himself, ready for their break out. 

Magnus sucked in a frantic breath. He wanted to say something, wanted to explain what it meant for them to be able to share energy, to share magic like this, because it was unheard of. It wasn't supposed to be this easy, and Alec's magic should have resisted him, but…

"Ready?" Alec asked, looking to the door. "I'm going to break down the door and we're going to race down the hallway. Grab what weapons we can and make our way towards an exit. Once we're there we can regroup."

Magnus shook himself and nodded, gathering magic around his palms. "That sounds like a plan. Try not to get yourself killed, shadowhunter."

Alec's lips quirked up. "Same to you, warlock." He winked at Magnus and turned back to the door. He took a deep breath and studied the door before he kicked at where the deadbolt was keeping the door shut, putting every ounce of his remaining strength rune into the blow.

The door burst open and he and Magnus were sprinting down the hallway.

By the time the Circle members, and Alec's had almost frozen at the sight of the scars on their necks, scars that he knew, that he recognized, that made his gut churn and fear choke his throat, turned to attack them, he'd grabbed a seraph blade off the table and skewered one of them while Magnus took care of the other. Relief surged through him at the sight of his stele and he grabbed it, activating runes as fast as he dared before he grabbed his bow. A quick survey of the room showed nothing else and he looked to Magnus, who was staring down at the shadowhunter in front of him in confusion.

"Magnus?" Alec hissed, keeping his voice down. "We have to keep moving, they're going to know we broke out soon?"

Magnus knelt down and touched the ring that was around the dead shadowhunter's neck. A jolt of familiarity went through him and he tugged it off, the chain breaking in an easy motion. He lifted it up and looked at the ring on his finger. They were clearly a matched pair. What was a circle member doing with it?

"What's that?" Alec asked, stepping closer. The sight of the ring had his head throbbing in pain and he nearly stumbled, frowning. "I, fuck, my head, Magnus what is that?"

Magnus' eyes widened and he looked over at Alec, then back to the ring. Alec's fingers were white-knuckled with his hold on the table, and on his ring finger was a very, very obvious tan line. A tan line that matched the ring in his palm. "Alec…" he trailed off and looked at the ring before handing it to him, his hand shaking. "You're… look at your hand. You're missing a ring."

Alec knew they needed to get the hell out of here, they didn't have time for this, but… there was no rune on his hand, which meant that he didn't have the wedded union rune on his chest either, so had he… worn a ring? His grit his teeth through the surging pain and took the ring from Magnus, locking his knees as he struggled to breathe through the pain. "This is part of what I forgot," he hissed, looking up at Magnus.

Magnus stepped in closer and grabbed the ring from Alec, shoving the ring onto his finger. "Sometimes you can trigger memories by putting something back into its proper-"

Alec didn't hear the rest of the words, it was like the world in front of him melted away. Magnus was smiling at him, his eyes bright and golden in a tuxedo with flowers all around them. Music was playing softly and Alec wanted, needed to kiss him with everything that he was. It was a perfect moment, Magnus' hands carefully cupping his as they traded rings and it was slid into place where it would always-

"Alec!" Magnus hissed.

Alec blinked himself back to where they were, captured, with more hostages and then down at his hand that was cupped in Magnus'. Their rings matched, and his eyes widened. He lifted his eyes to Magnus, wide and shocked. "Is that, Magnus, I…"

Magnus grinned, bright and excited. "Apparently I don't need to feel badly about flirting with you now, shadowhunter. My magic knows that ring, even if I do not, and it belongs right where it is."

Hope and joy surged through Alec and he yanked Magnus into his arms, squeezing him tightly, relief that he wasn't even sure he should be feeling making him weak. "We'll talk about this later," he promised, his eyes darting to the other cells. "First we have some cells to open and hostages to free."

Magnus' eyes were bright and angry. "And some circle members to take care of."

Alec nodded and Magnus turned towards the cells, but Alec grabbed his wrist, tugging him back. He dropped his eyes to Magnus' lips. He, he knew they'd kissed, he could almost see it in his mind's eye, but he couldn't remember what it felt like, how it felt to kiss Magnus. "I, Magnus…"

"Come here," Magnus ordered, yanking Alec down by the collar to seal their lips together. He didn't let himself get lost in how easily Alec responded to the kiss, nor did he pin the shadowhunter back against the wall. Instead he pulled back and grinned, winking again. "Now come on, we've got a job to do."

Alec swallowed and nodded, following Magnus back into the cells.

~!~

Hours later, Alec and Magnus were sitting side by side, holding hands tightly as they faced a barrage of questions from their friends and family.

"So let me get this straight," Jace said, rubbing at his temple. "You don't remember the fact that you're married?"

"Nope!" Alec said happily, even as he grinned at Magnus, who grinned right back at him. "Think we're both glad of it."

Catarina sighed. "You're sure it's an Agribar memory loss potion, Magnus?"

Magnus turned to her and smiled. "I am. I can taste it. Which means this particular brand of memory loss will wear off in about twenty-four to forty-eight hours."

"Why do you two look so happy about this?" Isabelle asked, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. "I thought you woke up and didn't know who each other were."

"We did," Alec said, squeezing Magnus' hand again in apology. "But we uh, we figured it out as we were escaping. And now we're both exhausted and want to go home." He shrugged. "I can't go back to work until I can remember things again."

Magnus gave Catarina another winning smile. "And I certainly can't return to my High Warlock duties until I'm sure that I am operating at full strength."

Jace frowned and scowled at both of them. "Why do I get the feeling I'm missing something here?"

Isabelle's eyes widened and glanced between them and she started laughing. "Oh you two are unsubtle."

Alec shrugged. "Seems like a good opportunity."

"A good opportunity for what?" Jace pressed. "Are you both going to be okay?"

Alec cleared his throat. "I'll be back in two days, but I'm going to spend that time recovering with Magnus. I have a lot to remember." He gave Magnus a look and hoped that his blush wasn't showing too badly.

Jace's eyes widened and he groaned. "Oh fucking, fuck you. This is payback for Book Club, isn't it?"

Alec raised both of his eyebrows at Jace. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I am going to kick your ass in training so hard when you're back," Jace threatened, narrowing his eyes at Alec. "Enjoy your days off while you have them."

Catarina watched the shadowhunters stalk off, amused, before turning back to Magnus and Alec, who were still holding hands. "Can I make you a portal home?"

"That would be lovely, Catarina," Magnus agreed, his shoulders relaxing.

With a twist of her fingers, it was there, and Magnus wasted no time tugging both he and Alec through the portal, looking up at his shadowhunter. "We seem to have a unique opportunity in front of us, Alexander."

Alec raised his eyebrows, biting down a smirk.  “Oh?”  

Magnus licked his lips and started to gently urge Alec back to the bedroom.  “Unless you are too tired, of course, but I have no doubt had the chance to explore every inch of you thoroughly as is my right as your loving husband…” 

Alec snorted and rolled his eyes.  “I’m sure… where is this leading.”  

“Well, now I have the chance to explore you again for the first time ever.  If you would be interested in indulging me?” Magnus paused, waiting.  

Alec reached out to grab Magnus by the belt and tumbled the both of them to the bed, tugging Magnus in for another deep kiss, groaning against his lips.  

“That was graceful,” Magnus whispered.  

“Shadowhunter,” Alec said, smirking as he pulled Magnus down for another kiss.  

And later, when Alec woke curled in Magnus’ arms, all of his memories exactly where they should be, he sighed in relief and pressed in even closer, humming happily as Magnus’ fingers sank into his hair.  “Love you,” he mumbled.  

“I love you too, my Alexander,” Magnus breathed.  “Even when I have no memory of you, you are my everything.”  

Alec grinned and rolled Magnus back into the sheets again.  “Someone is angling to start our mutual day off right.”  

“Of course,” Magnus said with a challenging smirk.  “Now, why don’t you show me what you know how to do with all of those memories and experience of yours you have back now, hm?” 

“My pleasure.”  

[writingandimagines]

Enoch O'Connor x Reader One Shot ~ Photos of Love

Requested by Anonymous: “Hello! Can you write a one shot for Enoch O’Connor X reader and it’s like their 1 Year anniversary and it’s romantic and fluffy please? Thank you & I love your work!!💕

A/N: This is based on the movie!Enoch, I hope that's okay. Thanks for requesting this one shot and also for your kind words :) - 🌸

Disclaimer: I do not own Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children nor do i own this gif or any other gifs on this blog unless otherwise stated. If you are the owner of this gif (or any other gif on here) and would like me to remove it or credit you please let me know :)

Word Count: 2,017

Warnings: None just fluff

Slight Modern AU with Enoch O’Connor

If someone had told you that you’d be standing in this position a year ago, you’d have called them crazy, but here you were getting ready to celebrate your one-year anniversary with Enoch.

The two of you had liked each other in secret for quite some time, well that was before your feelings had accidentally been shared with all the older children, not that either you or Enoch knew at the time (and didn’t until a couple of days later when the younger children found out) so of course that was a fun experience for a few days. Needless to say, Enoch was not best pleased when he found out, and as entertaining as you found it to watch him be an interesting mix of his usual grumpy, sarcastic rudeness, it was even better to watch the bright red flush appear on his cheeks. This was something no one had ever seen before, which to be honest only confirmed everyone’s suspicions that the rumour was in fact true. Not that you were complaining at all, in fact you too were donning a similar blush and Enoch had noticed. Honestly if certain events had not occurred that day, the two of you would probably still be hiding your feelings, too scared to say anything.

As you finished up getting ready, you sighed deeply at the thought of the inevitable teasing that would no doubt take place. Although since the two of you had taken part in the teasing at the other couples it was only time that you got your comeuppance for it.

You had no idea as to what Enoch had planned for the day, and the thought worried you a little. There had been multiple conversations and rules put in place by Miss Peregrine specifically for these occasions/milestones, which unsurprisingly included a long list of things that were not allowed to happen in the Home or anywhere on the grounds for that matter. Some of the other children had also decided to throw about their ideas on what you should do to celebrate, a lot of which were shut down by Enoch almost instantly.

Despite all of the glares and cynical comments, it was agreed by everyone that you brought out the best each other. The two of you saw in each other what others had previously failed to see and although neither of you would admit it, it meant the world to you both.

Your moments of reminisce were sadly brought to a close by a knock at your bedroom door, a knock you were all too familiar with. It was the knock that came during the day when hugs and cuddles were wanted, it was a knock that appeared during moments of weakness when you wouldn’t speak to anyone but him, it was the only knock that could put a smile on your face without any hesitation.

“Come in!” You yelled from the centre of the room. The door creeped open slowly to reveal your boyfriend with a rather nervous look on his face, his eyes avoiding your gaze. “Hey… what’s wrong?” You asked calmly, moving closer towards him.

“I wanted to make an effort but I… I can’t…” he stuttered a little, and lifted his hand up to reveal a tie. “I… Can’t tie this and no one… was around to ask…” he trailed off, his eyes finally shifting to meet yours. You smiled, laughing a little before taking the tie from his hand and folding his collar up his neck, beginning to loop it around. Enoch just stood, watching the concentration in your eyes as your fingers moved quickly on the fabric.

This was it, the vulnerable side that he didn’t let anyone see, all his fears, his insecurities, the things he was scared to share with people, what he hid behind the strong exterior, the softer side of him that just wanted to be loved by someone. The only other person that he had dropped these barriers around was Miss Peregrine, so the fact he trusted you enough to show everything with you meant a whole lot.

You tightened the knot and shuffled it upwards towards the collar, before folding it back down and gently adjusting it.

“There, all sorted” you confirmed with a proud smile etched on your face.

“Thanks Y/N” he nodded as he turned on his heel and began to leave.

“Hey wait a second” he stopped, turning his head back towards you, lifting his head up slightly indicating to you that he was listening. “What exactly is it that you have planned?” you asked as the worry reappeared in your head. He turned, pausing before he answered evidently taking his time to figure out what parts he wished to share with you.

“You’re going to have to wait and see my love” he muttered, turning back and walking towards the door, closing it behind him. You sighed, having expected something like this to occur.

For the majority of the day after that Enoch was nowhere to be seen, and neither was Jacob for that matter, which was odd concerning they weren’t always friendly with each other. You weren’t the only one that picked up this either, Emma too had been wondering where her boyfriend had gotten to, and with the day being an important event for you and Enoch the two of you assumed they were together, preparing.

It was early evening when the two of you finally crossed paths again, however this time he looked slightly more dishevelled, his usual neat hair was now a windswept mess, his clothes were creased and his eyes looked teary, a clear indication that he had in fact been outside or had at least needed to travel outdoors at some point. A soon as his eyes met yours, he adjusted himself, fixing his hair and patting down his clothes, gesturing for Jake to the same before whispering something to him. Jake then left, motioning for Emma to follow him which left you and Enoch alone in the sitting room. You moved towards the sofas, sitting down on one as Enoch followed and sat down next to you his arm wrapped itself around your shoulders pulling you closer to his chest.

“So, what have you been up to Sweetheart?” He asked, now resting his chin on your head.

“Not a lot really, just hanging out with Emma, reading to some of the younger children” you paused and moved your head, so that he would no longer be able to rest his head on it, this of course prompted him to frown at you. “I’m more interested as to what you were doing if I'm honest?” he smiled, his eyes shifting down towards the floor for the second time that day, why on earth was he still so nervous? You thought, titling your head to one side you slowly and gently lifted his chin up so that his eyes would meet yours. “What’s wrong Enoch?” you questioned.

“Nothing’s wrong sweetheart, I promise” he said, bringing his lips towards your forehead and kissing it sweetly.

“Then why are you acting so weirdly?” He sighed, a smile appearing on his face as he looked down once again,

“Because I'm worried, you’re not going to like your present, and I know how stupid that must sound to you” Enoch answered his eyes finally coming back up to meet yours as he spoke.

“Oh Enoch, I’ll love it whatever it is, it’s from you after all” You assured, playfully hitting him in the arm, him faking an injury from it.

It was then that he closed his and inhaled deeply to calm down his remaining nerves before re opening them and reaching down the side of the sofa to reveal a brown paper package.

“I hope you like it; it was Jake’s idea he thought since you’re closer to his time that you’d like something with a modern touch” he explained as he handed the parcel to you. The curiosity immediately took over you as you began to shake and pat areas of it, to try and guess the contents, being sure to be careful just in case it was fragile. You decided against voicing your guess and instead dived into opening it. Enoch watched on, excitement rushing onto him face as he saw your eyes light up when the gift was revealed to you.

Inside the brown wrappings lay a photo album, with a picture of you and Enoch on the front that Jake had taken of you both towards the start of your relationship. Your smile turned into a massive grin as you pulled the packaging off completely and threw it to the floor, opening the book to look at the carefully selected pictures of all your happy memories together. IT was clear that a lot of time and effort had gone into it, between pieces together to right pictures, writing quotes or sweet poems that had been suggested you him by others. However, that wasn’t what really got your attention, it was the handwritten note at the back, sealed in a silver envelope.

It read;

My darling Y/N,

It’s not like me to sit here writing out love letters as I'm sure you’re already aware, but for the sake of today I thought I'd give it a shot.

You’re the sweetest person I've ever met and I feel privileged to have been able to know you, let be able to say that yours. I know that I'm not the easiest to put up with at times, given the dark side to both my humour and peculiarity but despite most finding my abilities scary you instead were intrigued, asking questions that no one else ever had. You chose to spend your free time with me, watching me build the homunculi and waiting to see the epic battles take place. While all the other children had difficulties understanding me you didn’t,' instead you saw everything they couldn’t, even some that I thought I hid well. All the hurt from the years before I entered this loop and very reason, I left the other, somehow you managed to see it, though of course you didn’t know any of that back then, you could sense that it was there. I felt comfortable from the moment I meant you and for someone like me that’s a rarity.

I know how all of that sounds I don’t like it either but after 10 attempts at writing this this is the best we’re going to get at this point, I hope you like it and the present too. I wanted to give something back to you for all that you’ve done me.

Love Enoch xxx

Tears formed in your eyes as you read, unable to control or explain how his kind words had made you feel. You placed the letter down on the table and leaned over to hug him tightly, your tears now even more obvious.

“Thank… you so… m…much Enoch…I … I love it” you sniffled out before pulling away. Enoch smiled and gently wiped your tears away with his thumb and kissed your forehead tenderly.

“You’re more than welcome sweetheart” he assured, the happiness he felt evident in his voice.

Enoch leaned forward and caressing your cheek with his right hand and stroking his thumb across it affectionately. The two of you gazed into each other's eyes for a moment, sharing the emotions your words couldn’t. It was then that Enoch closed the gap between the two of you and kissed you softly.

The two of you spent the rest of the day together, trying your best to avoid the other children, determined to make the day as perfect as you could. Although, this may have included breaking a few of the birds rules by sleeping in the same bed, cuddling each other tightly until morning came.