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Big boom

Summary: in which your big bad wolf girlfriend has a terrible fear of storms.

A/N: Masterlist, make request here my friends🫶🏻

Warning: my writing

Enid Sinclair X fem!reader

You read across the pages in your book as the sound of the hard pounding of rain hits the roof above you. A bright light flashes across the open pages soon to be followed by a loud crack that almost shakes the school.

You were one of those people who enjoyed the storms, the way the rain is a perfect back ground noise to read to. It was even better at night time, when it would light up the sky and you could see the entire bolt of lightening strike.

Usually, the sound would lull you to sleep, the soft patters of the rain and the noise of the constant thunder but those thoughts were gone when you knew you would soon be accompanied by your girlfriend and you had to force yourself to stay awake for her sake.

She was, for some reason, afraid of storms. Especially big ones like these. Why? You didn’t know to be honest, especially with her being a large werewolf. But then again her personality didn’t exactly fit a beast of night that could tear your limb from limb if it chose to.

You had gotten lucky because you’re roommate decided to stay with her boyfriend on the night you knew your girlfriend would need you the most on.

You let a small smile rest on your face as another round of lights brighten up your room, imagining the sight of how she would hurry her steps into an almost sprint as soon as the thunder followed.

You think of all the past times she had come running to your room for comfort after her roommate had forced her away, threatening to use her as an experiment to test how lightening truly works.

You had always thought Wednesday to be an exotic person but you didn’t really like her threatening your girlfriend so often so you had just told her to come here instead.

Right on cue, the door is almost yanked open causing you to look up from your book to see a soaking wet Enid who was shaking and you weren’t sure if it was the fear or rain.

She wore her usual purple pajama pants and fluffy light pink sweat shirt that were now soaking wet, making her really look like a wet dog. You wouldn’t be surprised if she smelled like one.

“Aht!” You call out as she immediately makes her way to you once she slams the door shut behind her. She stops in her tracks just in time to hit the end of your rug, a pout evident on her face.

You stand from your bed and laugh at the grabby hands she makes at you, clearly impatient to get a hold of you. “Shoes.” You say, eyeing the muddy boots before going to your closet and pulling out a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt she would undoubtably take as her own. You make sure to stand just out of her reach when you walk over toward her.

She lets out a huff before sitting down and going to untie said muddy boots. Just as she finishes taking off one a loud crack snaps across the sky making her jump slightly as her hands become hurried.

“Big boom, big boom, big boom.” She mumbles to herself as she skillfully yanks her shoes off, standing up and taking the clothes you hold out to her. You smile to yourself as you watch her and her quiet little chant.

“Go dry off and get dressed.” you say with a small smile as your girlfriend gapes at you.

She glances toward the dark bathroom then back to you, her frown deepening. She doesn’t get the chance to protest once a light flashes across your room, now with a sudden eagerness to get into bed and close to you. You let out a quiet chuckle before making your way back to bed and lying down, keeping your blanket open so the girl could have easy access.

It’s not even five minutes before Enid comes rushing out of the bath room. You smile and open your arms to her and she doesn’t waste another second to get into them.

You let out a laugh as your head hits your pillow roughly, Enid already entangled within you; her legs tangle with yours, arms wrapped around you tightly and head tucked into its usual place in your neck. She’s still shaking as she lets out a long sigh of relief and you frown. It wasn’t often it stormed here but when it did, she would always end up like this. You didn’t like it.

Yes, she was very clingy at these times, not wanting to let go and very whiny but she was always like there. Clingy, wanting to touch you, never leaving your side but these times were different. She was also terrified of the sounds and sights. Her body would jolt every time thunder sounded out and she would try to bury herself in you.

(You remember the very first time she came to your room, she tried to and successfully crawled into your shirt and stayed there the entire night with you.)

“Poor baby,” you say, rubbing across her back as she lets out a quiet whimper trying to press more into you. “I know, it’s so scary.”

You reach your hand up and scratch her scalp. That along with you rubbing her back makes her visibly relax a little more and she lets a small smile rest on her face that smooshed against your shoulder.

She takes in a deep breath, your scent calming her even more as the storm continues.

“You’re warm.” She states with a shaky breath as her hands find their way under your shirt to warm themselves.

You let out a laugh from both her comment and the sudden ticklish feeling. “I figured with how cold you are right now.”

“It was the stupid storm.” She grumbles, flinching slightly as the thunder roars in response. You sigh and continue rubbing her back and scratching her scalp as you watch out the window.

You watch as the rain continues to patter against your window, never slowing down as the little droplets race each other down the glass only to be met with breaking off and forming a little puddle at the end.

It reminded you of Enid when she raced her to get passed the storm quickly, let’s out all of her fear then forms into a small puddle under your hold.

She was like a puppy learning about something scary for first time expect she always comes back in fear of the same thing instead of facing it.

Not that your complained.

A rather loud boom sounds out and shakes the castle a little more than usual. The sound makes Enids claws come out and knic you slightly before they disappear immediately.

“I’m sorry!” She states, soothing out the cat like scratches on your sides. The worry clear in her voice and face as she lifts it slightly to look down as the barely bleed marks.

“It’s okay, really.” You say and you grab the sides of her face and bring her into a soft kiss that escalates a pure out of her. The electrical feeling buzzing through you like a sudden chill and you thrive off the feeling.

Every since finding out you were her mate she had too thrived off your shared kisses. Thrived off you in general. Your soft touches, the way your eyes would look for and meet hers in the halls, the way your warmth would leave tingles on her skin after leaving the bed together.

Everything about you made her more and more obsessed with you, and she loved it along with you. It had also seemed to calm her down even more.

She leans in and takes another kiss for herself, then another which pulls a giggle out of you which makes her want more.

It’s her turn to grab the sides of your face as she begins kissing all over, any thoughts of the storm raging outside gone and the only ones there are the ones who want to hear you laugh.

She starts with your cheeks, then moves to your nose then your head, becoming more gentle as she moves down to your eyes then back to your cheeks.

Your smile continues to grow as her kisses slow down, leaving softer ones in her wake before leaning back to look at her work. Disappointment fills her face as she remembers she’s not wearing lip stick. The sudden reality hits as thunder hits again making her stiffen up a bit.

“Would you like me to read to you? Until you fall asleep at least.” You ask pulling away slightly and she nods, giving you another soft kiss on your lips before going back to her place on your neck, eager to hear your voice to distract her from the storm.

You reach for your book that had fallen onto the floor after Enid jumped into your bed with you but it’s just out of your reach. You let out a quiet huff before looking down to Enid who continued to stay in her spot.

“Maybe a little help?” You ask, hand out reaching for the book as you look down at her. Her eyes peek from your shoulder to see the book and just how out of reach it was.

She then reaches out and takes the book with ease, even in her odd position, before handing it to you and going back into her spot before it got to cold.

You smile lightly before opening the book where you set the book mark and continuing where you left off, reading the words out loud in a soft voice you knew would lull your girlfriend in a calmer state as she begins setting small kisses on your neck.

After what you knew was at least forty five minutes of Enid just listening to you, adding her own sleepy commentary in the process and you listening to her breath. Her kisses become less frequent and her breath eventually evens out into quiet snores.

Your smile grows as you close the book quietly and reach to put it on your bed side table before clicking your lap off.

You settle into a more comfortable position and just watch her for a few minutes, brushing the stray hairs on her face to reveal the scar she had received last year.

A let out a small sigh before leaning over and place a kiss across the scar and settle back into your place as you wrap your arms around her tighter and close your eyes, ready to finally fall asleep.

“Goodnight, you big puppy.” You mumble before drifting off into your own dreamless sleep.

A/N: it’s a little short cause I’m tired but I still like it🥲

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