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frost-queen · 3 years ago

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Stuck to you (Reader x Enoch O’connor)

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“Does everyone still remember the plan?” – said Jacob, looking at each and everyone. – “I want miss Peregrine.” – cried Claire out. Jacob swallowed nervously as you knelt down beside her. – “Come now Claire. We will get Miss P back, I promise.” – spoke you to her to reassure her. Your fingers going through her ponytails. Claire sniffed loud, clutching onto her doll tighter. – “We are prepared.” – interfered Emma with a tiny smile. Enoch puffed, crossing his arms. – “Prepared?” – laughed he out, like it was a joke. You got up, slapping him against his arm. – “We’ll be as ready as we can be.” – answered you, Enoch rubbing his arm whilst looking betrayed at you. Rolling your eyes, you gave him little attention. – “I only said we aren’t prepared.” – mumbled Enoch to you. You sighed, clearly having to bicker with him about it. – “And I am telling you we are ready to give all we’ve got.” – muttered you back between a clenched jaw.

Enoch bopped his head to the side, copying your words with a childish undertone. You glared at him, giving him an even harder slap against his arm. – “Au! What was that for?” – called he out. – “Do I really need to tell you, O’Connor?” – replied you, moving your hands to your hips. – “Don’t call me that… I don’t like it when you call me that.” – spoke Enoch softly to you. You raised your hand to slap him again as Emma clapped loud in her hands. – “Please, can we not do this right now.” – Enoch and you shared a look, seizing the bickering. Nudging him one more time, you wanted to let him know who was in charge.

Enoch stuck his tongue out to you, making you laugh quietly. He curled up a smile as well, moving his arm around your waist. – “So the plan.” – said Jacob to change the subject. He knelt down, everyone following his lead. Millard gave Jacob a stick, making him frown briefly at it. – “In case you need it.” – said he. Jacob shrugged his shoulders, holding tight onto the stick. – “Alright, Miss Peregrine is being held somewhere in here.” – He drew a circle in the snow to visualize it. – “Told you.” – whispered Millard in your ear, making you roll your eyes. – “Miss Peregrine!” – cried Claire out at the mention of her name, moving her doll closer to her face. – “Honestly Claire, if you are going to cry every time someone mentions Miss P, we are going to be here for a long time.” – sighed Enoch out.

You moved your upper body a bit up, giving him a playful slap against his head. – “Au!” – called he out, rubbing the area. – “I’m just saying…” – mumbled he out. – “Don’t worry Claire, we will get Miss P back!” – reassured Bronwyn her, giving her a grand smile. – “Right… we just have to get to her alive.” – spoke Hugh out, some bees circling around his head. – “Don’t say that!” – Fiona quickly covered up her ears in a panic. Emma sighed loud, pinching her nose. – “No one is going to die.” – stated she. – “But we could.” – answered Enoch, seeing your hand already in the air. – “Alright, alright, I didn’t say anything.” – added he quickly, ducking a bit away from your hand. – “Can we stick to the plan?” – begged Jacob, knowing they were losing precious time.

Jacob went over the plan again in a haste, visualizing things with his stick. All of you then got up, standing in groups. Horace and Millard returned with some weapons or at least things to defend yourself with. You smiled, leaning down to grab a pitchfork. – “Nicely.” – commented you, holding the pitchfork in your hands. – “I think not.” – the pitchfork got taken away from you. – “Hey!” – called you out, seeing that Enoch had taken your pitchfork. – “You won’t be needing that.” – casually said he, admiring the weapon. – “How am I supposed to defend myself?” – questioned you angry. Enoch chuckled, putting on his charming smile. – “You have me.” – crossing your arms, turned you away from his smug face. – “Oh, come on Y/n.” – came Enoch pleading, taking a hold of your elbow. – “You know I can protect you.” – you still didn’t gave in, looking away from him.

“Y/n.” – said he again, tugging on your elbow. Enoch sighed when you still ignored him. He let go of you, picking something up. – “How about this?” – spoke he out, getting your attention. You turned around, looking at the weapon in the palm of his hand. – “A fork?” – shrieked you out. – “You want me to defend myself with a… fork!” – called you out, stomping your foot on the ground. – “Alright, alright.” – responded Enoch, ducking down to avoid any upcoming slaps from you. You pushed his hand away, taking another look at the remaining weapons for yourself. You picked up a pipe, showing it to Enoch.

He got a bit frightened by how you were admiring it, a sneaky grin on your lips. Jacob rallied everyone up. He looked at everyone, swallowing worried. He knew he should give everyone some big speech or so, perhaps even say goodbye just in case, but he was afraid. He was afraid his words weren’t good enough. He thought saying something would make it worse. Looking at Emma, made him be sure of one thing. She touched his arm, slowly nodding. – “For Miss Peregrine.” – said he. – “For Miss Peregrine!” – called you all out, holding your weapons up in the air. You followed Enoch, Bronwyn, the twins, and Olive inside the funhouse. Enoch took the lead, shushing everyone. You lowered yourself to stay out of plain sight. Olive ended the group, looking curiously around.

Enoch paused near some large object, kneeling behind it. He turned around, whispering. – “The twins and Bronwyn need to get up there.” – he pointed at the balcony. Enoch then looked behind the object, seeing two wights close by. They were standing in the arena, standing guard. – “We need a diversion.” – stated he. They needed to clear them off so that Hugh, Horace, Fiona, and Millard had a chance to get to the room in the back where presumably Miss P would be. Jacob and Emma had taken Barron on their account, leading him away from all of this. – “I can start a fire?” – suggested Olive.

Enoch nodded, allowing her to crawl closer to him. She removed her gloves, handing them carefully to Enoch. Her hands lighted up in seconds, shooting a fire blast at something near them. It caught fire, sending the lady with a monkey tail shrieking. Enoch looked back at you with a slight worriedness in his eyes. You looked back at him, nodding slowly. Olive took her gloves, tugging them away as she wouldn’t be needing them right now. Enoch, Olive, and you jumped up, getting the attention of the wights. The man with sharp blue frozen eyes and the lady with a monkey tail, hissed at the three of you. Olive already warmed her hands up as you held on tight to your pipe. Enoch exhaled deep, holding his pitchfork up. The three of you screamed it out, running up to them. Giving the twins and Bronwyn a chance to get to safety.

Enoch clashed with the man, holding his pitchfork out. He had taken a hold of it, pushing Enoch back. Enoch stumbled to the ground, the pitchfork still in his hands. Olive grabbed the lady by her shoulders, her hands glowing. The lady started screeching in pain, her flesh hissing away. Her tail started to sway around hysterical, whipping Olive. You held your pipe up, ready to punch the man with it. He took a hold of it, glaring at you with his ice-cold eyes. You kept struggling trying to get the pipe free from his grip. The pipe started to freeze over, making you let go of it in a last second to avoid your hands being frozen to it.

Enoch had jumped up to his feet again, calling it out as he pushed the pitchfork horizontal against the man’s chest. It caught him by surprise, making him stumble backwards. Olive received a slash from the lady’s monkey tail, sending her to the ground. The lady jumped on top of Olive, holding her down. Olive called it out, moving her head from side to side as the lady’s tail kept coming in her face. You gritted your teeth, picking up the now frozen pipe. You ran over to her, smashing it against her head. The pipe shattered into pieces as the lady received the blow. She tumbled down, you jumping on top of her. With your bare hands, decided you to bring in the heavy material. You wrapped your hands around her neck, clenching your jaw. – “This is for Miss P!” – called you out, pressing your fingers deeper into her skin.

A storm began to swirl around you, sending your hair dancing. Olive got up, holding her arm in front of her face, the wind blowing strongly against her. – “Y/n!” – called she out. In the eye of the storm where you were was it not so bad. Olive jumped to the side as the storm you had created had send objects flying around. You kept squeezing her throat shut, wanting her death for kidnapping Miss Peregrine. You were so focused on her that you were caught off guard. You gasped, your head leaning back as her tail had wrapped itself around your throat.

You grasped for air; the storm gone in a split second. Moving your hand to the tail around your neck, tried you to get it off. The lady grinned, tightening her grip around your neck. Staring into her blank eyes, got it harder to breath. – “Y/n!” – shouted Enoch out, looking over his shoulder to you. – “Olive!” – called he out. Olive nodded, coming to run over to him. Enoch gave the man one last push with his pitchfork before running in the opposite direction. Olive lighted up her hands, showing them to the man. He grinned, ready to fight her. Your fingers were tingling as you slowly let them drop to your side. Unable to fight her anymore. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, feeling lightheaded. Enoch stuck his pitchfork into her leg, making her release her grip on you. Her monkey tail released from around you, sending your body falling.

Enoch dropped his pitchfork, catching you before you could hit the ground. – “Y/n?” – called he out, touching your cheek. He looked worried and scared for a sign of live inside of you. – “Please…” – whispered he out. Your eyes widened, calling out a scream. Enoch got startled. You were wide awake, catching your breath while you felt the pain clearly. You sat up straight, moving your trembling hands to your leg. The lady had stuck Enoch’s pitchfork in your leg. Enoch pulled it out of you, getting up. He kicked her with the end of the pitchfork. He then stabbed her in her tail, sending her crying.

The lady ran on all four, away from them. – “Come on.” – called Enoch out, moving your arm over his shoulder. He helped you up, supporting you. You tried to walk as best as you could on your feet, slightly dragging it on the ground. Enoch hurried with you behind a large made-up elephant. Above him, heard he the lady laugh loud, swinging around like an acrobat. He seated you down behind the elephant, examining your leg. – “I’m so sorry Y/n.” – said he, ripping a piece of your dress. He bound it around your leg, tying a knot. You called it out in pain. At least that held off the bleeding. – “Enoch…” – breathed you out, taking a hold of his sweater. He knew what you were going to ask of him. – “I can’t leave you here!” – grunted he out. – “Enoch! Olive needs you!” – called you out, tugging on his sweater. – “You need me too!” – replied he, pushing his fist beside him on the ground.

You touched his cheek, breathing deep from the pain. – “I’ll be fine… Olive can’t take them alone…” – Enoch knew you were right, but he didn’t want to leave you. – “Y/n I…” – started he, seeing you shake your head. He sighed deep, knowing he had to leave your side. – “For Miss P.” – breathed you out. Enoch nodded, repeating your words. He then got up as you pulled him back down. Grabbing him by his sweater, pulled you him closer. Pressing your lips against his, you wanted to kiss him goodbye. Just in case. Enoch pulled away with a smirking smile.

He then ran around the elephant, suddenly having a great idea. He took one of the hearts he always carried, placing it in the elephant. It came to live as you freaked out by the sudden movement. The elephant went straight over to the man. Enoch took you by the arm, pulling you up. – “Still not leaving you!" – insisted he, letting you support on him. He saw the elephant knock over the man, Olive clapping in cheerfulness. You felt warm, sweat forming on your forehead. Enoch touched your forehead brief, feeling how warm it was getting. – “Stay awake Y/n.” – said he, making you hum loud. Enoch pulled back, suddenly seeing something fall before his feet. It took him a moment to see what or who it was. It was the wight with the monkey tail. Broken into stone pieces. Enoch looked up to the balcony, seeing the twins and Bronwyn.

Bronwyn waved at him, sending a smile on his face. The elephant crushed the man, stomping his foot on top of him. Olive who had been touched by his ice, warmed herself up quickly. She then came running over to the two of you. – “Y/n are you alright?” – asked she, gasping at the state of you. – “I’ll live.” – said you, cringing at a sting of pain. Bronwyn and the twins had made their way down, coming out of their hide-out. – “I need to take Y/n outside, think you can manage in here?” – Bronwyn nodded firmly. – “Leave it up to me!” – Enoch turned around with you, helping you back outside. Outside was it colder. Enoch seated you carefully down on the steps of the funhouse. You leaned against him whilst he stuck his hands in the snow for some seconds.

He then moved his cold hands to your cheek, to cool you down. – “You really scared me back there.” – said he, sticking his hand back in the snow. – “I’m a tough one to kill.” – replied you with a painful chuckle. Enoch’s cool hands felt like heaven to you. – “I had nothing to worry since you were there to protect me.” – Enoch chuckled, moving his arm better around you. He turned his head, kissing the side of your head. – “Don’t leave me yet Y/n.” – whispered he out. – “I’m here till the end of our days.” – answered you, snuggling closer to him.

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