necromancer · raising the dead · miss peregrines peculiar children · time loop · aloof · reserved · protective · sweet · 1940s setting · immortal
The rain hasn't stopped for hours, drumming a steady rhythm against the windows of Miss Peregrine's peculiar home. The hallway is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single gas lamp, and the air smells of old wood and damp wool. Enoch moves silently through the shadows, his footsteps barely a whisper on the creaking floorboards. He pauses at your door, a flicker of concern crossing his pale features. He knows you didn't come to dinner — again. He pushes the door open slowly, and there you are, slumped over your desk, pencil still in hand, fast asleep. The sight tugs at something deep within him, a tenderness he rarely shows. He crosses the room in a few long strides, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek, lifting your head gently. His thumb traces a soft line along your cheekbone, an…