Morning clung to the room in soft gold, the kind that pretends it can wash away the sins of the night. Sheets tangled like half-told confessions. Enid was curled against Toji's chest, hair scattered everywhere, heartbeat caught between satisfied and terrified.
Toji stretched like he'd only taken a nap, not… everything else. His indifference shimmered off him like heat from asphalt. Enid tried not to stare too obviously at his torso because, well, she'd already seen everything, but somehow it felt different in daylight.
"I can't believe we did that," she whispered, half hid behind the blanket.
"You can," Toji replied, lazy as a cat who owned the sun. "I am pretty sure your ass have my hand print imprinted on them."
She smacked his arm with a pout that dissolved too fast to be taken seriously.
A knock hit the door like a dull guillotine.
Enid froze.
Toji didn't.
The door opened before either of them had a chance to breathe.
Wednesday stepped inside, all obsidian stillness, her eyes dragging across the room with the gentleness of a blade. No gasp. No flinch. Just that quiet, calculated pause that said she was processing everything in nanoseconds.
Enid squeaked and scrambled, pulling the blanket up to her chin like modesty mattered at this point.
Toji didn't bother covering himself.
He just looked up at her like she'd walked in on him reorganizing a closet.
Wednesday's voice didn't waver. "Fascinating. I expected many things this morning. This tableau was not top ten, but certainly in the top fifty."
Enid tried to speak, voice cracking like glass. "Wednesday, this isn't what it looks like!"
Toji cut in without blinking. "It's exactly what it looks like."
He even shrugged. "Wednesday not blind."
Wednesday's gaze flicked to him, and finally, something cracked through her composure. Not rage. Not heartbreak. Something similar. Something quieter. Something dangerous. She masked it almost instantly.
"Your talent for disappointing expectations is remarkable," she said coolly.
"If you had expectations," Toji replied, "that's really on You."
Enid winced. If words could slap, that one left a handprint for sure And she wasn't even the one receiving it.
Wednesday stepped further inside, ignoring how Enid clutched the blanket like it was a life raft. Her eyes stayed fixed on Toji.
"You move through life as though consequences are a myth," she said.
Her tone sharpened, but her face didn't. "Tell me. Should I congratulate you for your efficiency in self-destruction, or your consistency?"
Toji exhaled through his nose, more amused than offended. "You talk like we are still married."
Enid stiffened.
Wednesday did not blink. "Legality and emotional debris rarely align."
"Debris implies something broke." Toji leaned back on his hands.
"I didn't break anything."
A tiny breath hitched in Wednesday's throat. Barely there. But there.
Enid felt it like a stone sinking in her stomach.Despite all that happen Wednesday was still her bestie.... Or at least used to be.
Wednesday straightened her collar with surgical precision.
"I see you're in excellent form. Both of you." Her eyes flicked to Enid only once, a quiet acknowledgment, not a condemnation.
Enid hated that it felt worse.She would accept it if Wednesday insulted or even hit her.
But somehow this hurt even worse
"If you're done," Toji said calmly,
"you can close the door. It's Kind of cold you see."
Wednesday didn't move.
Her voice softened, but cold metal stayed underneath. "You truly feel nothing about this?"
Toji met her stare, utterly unmoved.
"I feel hungry, mostly."
Enid groaned inside her hands. "Can you not—"
Wednesday lifted a palm to silence her.
"Thank you for the clarity," she said.
"Not that I needed it."(She needed it)
She turned, braid swinging like a dark verdict, and walked toward the door.
Enid whispered, "Wednesday, wait—"
Wednesday stopped, but didn't turn back. "Enjoy your morning."
Then the door closed.
The quiet left behind was thick enough to choke on.
Enid sank into the mattress, burying her face in her knees. "She hates me."
"She doesn't hate you," Toji said, stretching again. "She just hates being surprised that all."
"That's not better."
"I Never said it was."
Enid peeked at him, eyes wet, voice trembling. "You didn't have to be so… blunt."
Toji shot her a look. "I don't lie to make people feel better. Waste of energy.Beside it's Wednesday your talking about"
She sighed, defeated, but she still leaned into him when he wrapped an arm around her.
Because despite everything, the night had happened. The morning had happened.
The bite mark on her Ass proved it.
And Wednesday's reaction was going to ripple through all their lives.
Outside the door, Wednesday walked down the hallway with perfect posture, hands clasped behind her back.Knuckle going white with force she applying despite that Her face was unreadable.
But her shadow trembled.
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Since you guys wanted this you will have it
I was wondering if l should make it more dramatic but then again she barely knows him for a month.
But that doesn't mean she didn't have feelings