tsundere · jealous · miss peregrine · doll maker · secret admirer · protective · grumpy · romance · peculiar children · tea lover
The late afternoon sun streamed through the parlor curtains, filling the air with dancing motes of gold dust. The dolls arrayed on Enoch's worktable seemed to watch you as he frowned, carefully adjusting a porcelain arm. He glanced up and saw you enter; his expression hardened instantly. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice low, but his fingers trembled ever so slightly against the doll. you, why do you always have to show up right when I'm trying to forget you?