-ˏˋ enoch!! ˎˊ-

It would start with you being a cute lil hopeless romantic. When you weren’t in the library, you’d be outside, enjoying the feeling of the sun on your skin. You’d have flowers in your hair. Although you weren’t reading it, you’d have a small pocket book version of The Secret Garden in your hand (I think it was out by that time). That’s when it started.

He saw you fiddling around on the grass, adoring flowers, maybe even sketching them once in a while. For some strange reason, he feels this really really really REALLY weird feeling in his chest

The courting process took at LEAST a year. He spent a real long time just admiring you from afar. You were in the library most of the time so suddenly he was in the library most of the time (“I’m reading up on different sorts of models from the 1800s for my homonculi! Shut up!”). Suddenly, Millard notices that [Enoch] isn’t looking at his book anymore.

Sooner or later, after Millard’s had some fun watching Enoch drool over a girl, [Millard] confronts him about it. (“So what is it you’re staring at, Enoch?” a cocky voice asked from nowhere.) Enoch—in denial—gets all red and flustered! (“Last time I checked, your book was down here and not over there,” he said, gesturing towards the short Irish girl. “Shut up, you!”)

After a long time of trying to squeeze it out of him (although, not longer than his staring-from-afar phase), Millard finally gets Enoch to admit it (“Alright! Whatever! I fancy her! Can you shut up!”). Millard then pesters Enoch to go and talk to her (“Just do it, it’s not like she’ll bite you! She’s sweet, I swear on my good soul!” he throws in a few chuckles. Enoch’s face is still burning. “You better be glad you’re invisible or I would'a knocked you right out by now.”)

Your first conversation together was, well, awkward. You already knew him, of course you knew him. He was the creepy kid in the basement, the one who always looked like he was running out of sleep at the dinner table, the one who was usually in charge of making Claire or Olive burst into tears. He was the sullen vampire of the home. To be honest, you didn’t think he’d be one to stutter—or talk in general. You didn’t think he was one for small talk either. Let’s just say he broke a lot of your assumptions about him (“Uh, so, what'cha reading there?”).

Ever since that talk, you’ve been intrigued by him, weirded out too, but intrigued. He started saying hi to you a lot (“Hi,” he called out to you as he passed you by, waving and wearing an uncomfortable smile.) You decided to be friendly. He didn’t seem as bad as he did, so you smiled and greeted him back. It was like that for a while—your only conversation ever being limited to just greetings and that one time he asked about your reading material.

Now, you weren’t stupid, you could tell he was all nervous and weird around you. It had been almost over a month, and neither of you have said a word aside from the small waves and smiles in the corridor. You decided if he wasn’t going to do anything, you were (“Hey, Enoch, do you want to join me?” He looked caught off guard. ‘Oh my bird, she’s talking to me,’ he’d think. “I’ll just be over there, drawing a few flowers. I guess that is a bit boring, isn’t it?” “No! Uh, no, no, I can, uh, I can join you, heh.”)

Then, from there, a really good friendship started. Although you still counted Ana (she’s @lunamoonartist’s oc and you can read a small description about them over here) and Millard as your closest friends, Enoch was definitely someone you could talk to. You got to know more about him, and he got to know more about you.

You have no idea how great that made him feel. At this point, he didn’t even care if it was just going to stay this way—just friends. He was happy. He was content. You noticed him. That in itself was something he’d scream to the mountains about.

He was always so smiley. Smiled the most since he got there. He acted so foolishly around you. He would always listen to what you had to say, always trip over his words around you, always try to get your attention. Now, as stated before, you were not stupid. You could tell he liked you. How could you not? It’s not like you were Lizzy McGuire or Zoey Brooke, but he definitely was a Gordo, or even Chase. He was so totally head over heels, man! You weren’t so sure how you felt about him, though. He was a sweetheart. You decided to see what would happen instead of confronting him without anything to say.

After a while, maybe a month or a bit more, you decided you did like him. He was so… adorable? You found him to be sweet. Real sweet. Getting you flowers, being all different and great and you just shshshshshhsh started feeling butterflies in your stomach. And that’s when you decided to tell him.

He was beyond shocked and you guys got together right away! Your entire relationship is awkward, for him. He feels so weird. Boyfriend? He’s a… boyfriend? That’s weird. You, however, think his awkwardness is adorable. You guys liked to cuddle a lot—in private. If you’re one for PDA, you might not be too happy. He gets extremely red and flustered when you guys do anything couple-y in public. He takes his hand off from around you and limits it to maybe? holding your hand. You’re okay with it though. You respect his boundaries.

PS I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND I INCLUDED OCS. I DECIDED I WANTED EVERYTHING TO BE TOGETHER. I REALLY WANT US, AS A FANDOM, TO START BUILDING THIS BEAUTIFUL WORLD TOGETHER SO IF YOU GUYS DON’T MIND I’M GOMMA START ADDING MY OCS.

Thank you!! Really, I'm not very interested in making a sequel to it since I thought the ending was good enough as it is. Though, if I do make a sequel, she's definitely not ending up with Enoch, sorry.

You scream Millard!! A lot of people would think you'd be cute with Enoch, but this would just lead to the whole Zutara vs Kataang issue again. Like, with Enoch, it's be so romantic and angsty and interesting! You guys would always fight and always find a way to get together again! But, alas, you guys would just be too different. With Millard, I guess some people would see you two as boring, but you guys would just click. You're very similar, but at the same time different enough to compliment each other. You help him speak up when he feels invisible at times, and he shows you that not everything has to be vocalized.

Hi! I know this has been in my inbox for a while, but I don't feel very comfortable using a depression as a character thing, sorry! It feels like I'm not taking the disorder seriously, you know? Like, mental disorders shouldn't be glorified or romanticized and I feel like if I were to use it like this I would be toying with the actual mental issue. Depressed people aren't depressed because they're single. I'm sorry if this sounds really rude, but I just don't really feel very comfortable using it right now. Maybe if I change my mind or think of a way to write it that doesn't seem like I'm romanticizing it.