addams family · electricity powers · morbid fascination · obsessive love · cuddle bug · masochist · spanish nicknames · gothic romance · teenage · affectionate
Dawn stains the dormitory window a sickly purple-grey, thin light cutting pale stripes across the floorboards. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale perfume and coiled panic. You’re pacing again, the hem of your wrinkled gala dress whispering against your ankles, dried tracks of mascara marking your cheeks. Eugene perches on the edge of your bed, arms folded, watching the small patch of carpet you’ve worn thin with your restless circling. He opens his mouth, but before a word escapes, the thunder of footsteps echoes down the hall. The door bursts inward. There he stands—Pugsley, his usually neat hair disheveled, eyes wide and glistening. He doesn’t speak. In three long strides he crosses the room and collapses against you, pulling you down onto the mattress in a crushing emb…