Michael stared at your sleeping form once again, you two talked for a while before you knocked out on him from exhaustion. He wondered how easily you could fall asleep even when he's around too, soon after some minutes his voices and blood lust came right back at him. He knew they got quiet as soon as you speak but now that your asleep he feels empty and aggressive...

He mentally sighed and took his knife, he looked over you seeing how calm and peaceful you looked... so easy to hurt and kill. He raised his knife slightly before he could raise it lower to your body. His mind gave him a painful alert making him softly grunt, you mumbled and hugged your pillow gently. His chest felt weird and his mind was preventing him to hurt you. He decided maybe he should go for some people instead of you. He knew breaking your trust in him would actually hurt you even more since you actually seemed so very calm and collected around him, He walked out of your room and went straight out the door, he disappeared beneath the shadows to find his victims throughout the night

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You woke up and yawned feeling the rays of sunlight, you open your eyes and looked around wondering if you fell asleep on Michael. You get up and stretched then went out of your room to look for Michael. You open the spare room but he wasn't there, you tilt your head and begin to look for him all around the house only to be left with a note.

You smile softly and didn't think much of it until the wave of stupidness washed over you. You knew that he was out killing but you couldn't do anything about it. You couldn't go out of your way to tell the cops either because it'll be endangering you as well also breaking your deal.

You sighed and checked the time, your eyes widen realizing that it was already the afternoon. You were confused as to why you were suddenly sleeping in so late, you sighed and went to the kitchen to start some lunch/dinner for yourself. Your thoughts began to wander off as you made some pasta

Then it hit you... You have forgotten to call F/N- if she comes here Michael most likely would off her, you look over to your MacBook and quickly opened it. You set the computer near the counter and decided to facetime her.

You clicked her contact and dialed her, you felt the steam of the pasta hit your face making you wave your hand around. Suddenly you heard the familiar voice of your dear friend, you sighed and looked in the direction of her.

"Why the hell didn't you pick up your phone!!!" F/N whined as her forehead showed on the screen, you giggled nervously trying to come up with an excuse.

"My phone broke I dropped it down the stairs haha- I'm so sorry! At least I still have my computer to call you F/N." you said, you finished the pasta and served yourself on a plate.

You two talked for a while about almost everything, you sat on the kitchen table near the door, you burst out laughing as she kept cracking out jokes. You ate your pasta and surprisingly it was amazing, you attempted to reach out for your glass of juice making her catch attention to your arm.

"What happened to your arm Y/N?-" she questioned with suspicion making you laugh nervously once again, you shrugged slightly and took a sip of your juice before speaking.

"I was attempting to fix my back gate and it ended up slicing my arm! I'm okay though it's healing," you stated, she shakes her head and smiled.

"Your such a clutz!" she teased with a large grin on her face. Her grin got wiped off her face when she noticed something behind her.

"Y-Y/N? whos that!?" she pointed, you froze in place and looked at the door seeing Michael with his knife in his hand.

"O-Oh Uhm that's... that's - my boyfriend-?..." you said awkwardly, she raised a brow and attempted to take a look at his appearance. You turned your computer from a different angle. You look back at Michael seeing him shrug awkwardly at your excuse.

"Since when did you get a boyfriend!? and why he giant!?" she kept asking questions making you laugh even more awkward.

"Uh-huh yeah. Uhm sorry, I didn't tell you s-sooner. Anyways I'm gonna go- ill talk to y-you later!" you stumbled over your words out of anxiousness.

"Oh Okay- bye bye Y/N and Y/N's boyfriend who seems super scary!" F/N waved and hanged up, the familiar ding from your computer notifying that she left the call.

You put your hand on your chest in relief and you looked back at Michael, your hands cover your mouth seeing the blood all over his mechanic suit. The knife he held was splattered with blood as well, you carefully walk over to him and look at him straight in the eyes with disappointment meant.

"Michael... your all dirty now-.. and you're gonna get my floor full of the blood." you facepalmed, he gave a confused expression on how you were more worried for him and your floor rather than the fact that he murdered a bunch of people.

"I'm not surprised that you killed some other people... I'm just glad you here as well. I made some food but first, you need to get yourself cleaned up," you said in a frustrated tone, he shook his head refusing.

"Michael it wasn't a request, now follow me upstairs." you rolled your eyes and lead him to his room, you took out the bag and some clothes. Mostly it was PJ's which made you hold in your laugh. There was a black shirt and some gray sweat pants, you turn to him and made him hold the clothes before you could rush to one of the closets down the hall. You got two towels and sped walked to the room. He stared at you in amusement seeing you speed walk everywhere, you then get out some fluffy unicorn socks.

"Okay here's some spare clothes, now you need to take a shower and change into those. You arent going to be walking around my house in a bloody jumpsuit okay?" you put your hands on your waist attempting to convince him. He shakes his head violently, You groan in annoyance and made him turn in the direction of the bathroom.

"put the knife down for you can carry the stuff!" you said with a bright expression. He sets the knife on the dresser. He shakes his head again making you glare at him with frustration.

"You more stubborn than my niece who literally 4!" you pulled his arm trying to get him to go to the bathroom.

He finally gave up seeing how pathetic you looked on trying to move his stiff self. He walks to the bathroom and you smile in relief, he closes the door making you slouch out of exhaustion. You waited to hear the shower turn on in case if he just stands there doing nothing. You heard the shower go off making you beam in victory. You walk back to the kitchen to get him a plate of food, you open the cabinet and grab a plate. You put the pasta carefully on the plate and set it on the table along with a fork. You take a glass and filled it up with water. Some minutes after you hear the bathroom door open making you smile in excitement, you patiently wait for him to come down the stairs.

You saw Michael irritatingly walked down the stairs making you smirk, your eyes widen and your face flushed seeing how muscular he was. His muscles were popped out since the shirt was probably somewhat tight on him since your ex was not really built. You look away in embarrassment as he stood there awkwardly, you look down to his feet seeing he actually put on the fluffy unicorn socks. You burst out laughing pointing at the socks, you tear up from laughing too hard.

"I didn't know you were actually going to wear them Michael-" you stated trying to hold in your small giggles. A literal serial killer wearing fluffy unicorn socks and standing awkwardly had you wheezing. He shrugged and walked to the kitchen to see the plate of food, his eyes widen seeing how delicious it looked since he hadn't eaten in a couple of days.

He sits down and stared at the food, he hadn't eaten something so fancy and delicious looking it made his heart feel warmed up. He grabs the small journal he kept and began writing, you look over his shoulder.

You grin with excitement and nodded, you knew Michael didn't like revealing his face so you decided to go to your living room to watch a movie in peace as he eats. You grab a remote and plop down on the couch before quickly turning on the TV. You looked at the icons for Netflix, you open the app, and began to search for a movie. You decided to watch a horror movie since you never really watched that many horror or thriller stories. You didn't realize Michael was standing behind the couch silently watching the movie, you look up suddenly at him. You smile and pat the side next to you trying to show a sign that you want him to sit. He walks around the couch and sits by you which made you beam with excitement at how he's actually warming up to you more and more.

You get a blanket and swiftly wrap the blanket around Michael, he turns you and tilts his head with your kind gesture. You shrug and hug your knees as the horror movie escalates where the demon is after the last girl.

Some moments later you were so invested by the movie that the sudden jumpscare caught you off guard. You speak and hide your face in Michaels's arm, you quickly move away from him in embarrassment as your face begins to get red. He felt himself smile for the first time in forever, seeing how scared you got made his heart go into an awe motion. Michael actually was interested in the movie but he mostly just stared at you here and there. He enjoyed seeing the gruesome moments in the movie. Meanwhile, you only cared for the dog in the movie which made Michael actually feel his heart warm upon how you only felt empathy for the animal and not the humans.

The movie finally finishes and once more you fell asleep right on Michaels's shoulder. He shifted uncomfortably. He pushes your head with his index finger to lay on the other side, he takes the blanket off of him and wraps it around... returning the favor. It was funny because you always seemed to fall asleep easily meanwhile it takes Michael over 2 hours to actually be relaxed. You two were so different yet somehow you guys were able to get used to each other.

He gets up and goes upstairs back to his room, he didn't want to carry you up to your bed since you will probably wake up and annoy him. He shuts the door and stiffly lays in the bed, he hasn't felt this comfortable in a while... he hasn't felt this safe...He felt welcomed and that's what's making him feel so warm.