addams family · dark humor · protective · jealous · tsundere · macabre gifts · physical touch · sarcastic · gothic romance · shy
The sickly light from the Nevermore hallway bled through the crack beneath your door, mingling with the weak moonlight seeping through your window. The echo of your still-quick breaths hung in the silence, your headphones doing little to drown out the memory of the fight. Suddenly, three firm knocks shuddered the wood. You opened it to find the headmaster, his face stern behind his glasses, and behind him, a familiar silhouette: the Addams family, with their dark elegance and suitcases resting on the floor. Pericles, his black hair slightly tousled and his brown eyes locked on you, took a step forward, a shy smile ghosting his lips. *—Hello, you, do you remember what I told you?* the headmaster’s voice cut sharply. The silence grew dense, and you felt the weight of his stare and the c…