《Therefore,You and Me.(Michael Myers x Reader) COMPLETED》Chapter Eighteen
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(FLUFF for all of you cuddle bugs, You guys deserve it and I haven't updated in a while since i have been focused on school LOLOL, Also my other book about Michael is still getting worked on but for now ill keep updating this book and MAYBE the Ghostface fanfic I wrote.)
(WARNING: the reader is going through a hard time and Michael is here to help. I am writing this because I'm gonna reflect on the reader's mental health :) you guys need all the comfort and love no matter what. After all, you've been through, you deserve some fluff and love from Michael.
You always hated when Michael was away doing God knows what, it left you alone in your house and after what happened it still gives you shivers. You haven't recovered from what you experienced and the memory is still longing behind your head. You and Michael have been with each other for a while now after everything you've been through. You still are a nurse but at a different hospital for Ill people since Smith Grove was an abusive home for the mentally ill. You hated what happened there and you wished you could've done more to help those souls. Your heart still felt sore knowing that Michael was there for half of his life, is convinced he was a monster and nothing more.
The smell of coffee hitting your nose as you drink your 6th cup, the bags under your eyes made you feel even worse from lack of sleep. You missed Michael's strong arms wrapped around you even if he could crush you at any moment. The fact that you feel the most happiness whenever you're around him. But the fear of him getting caught doing his little killings scare you.
Your hair was puffy and your eyes were red like a tomato, you haven't showered or brushed your teeth either. You didn't understand why you were this way, you hated this- you hated how every morning you wake up hoping to forget everything you've been through when it came to Michael.
You wanted to cry so badly but it never helped at all, your eyes were tired and your body was dehydrated. You were just a person, whose heart wondered for a man who is brutal and has no empathy except for you. That's what made you special, you were Michael's everything despite all those fights you had even if they were stupid or those nights where you cried because he had to leave once again or those days where you have to wrap up those wounds of his. Michael saw you as his angel, as his baby to protect but he knew better to take care of his problems first. He never wants to hurt you at any cause and the only way to silence his thoughts is seeing the blood of people who were once alive.
You take care of him and he takes care of you, and that's all that matters yet why are you laying on the floor with tears rolling down your eyes hoping that something that can cheer you up. You wished you were a cat, like a cat you owned currently with Michael. You wish you can sleep and eat all day with no care... Your eyes began to close, your body becoming relaxed after all the crying you did. You hugged yourself closely while laying on the cold tile floor. Your mind only focuses on Michael and Michael only.
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---- time skip ----
Michael sighed as he felt himself begin to get frustrated, why wasn't killing not helping him?! its been two days but it's still the same... his mind was always thinking about you, he hated admitting but God you drove him crazy. He stuck by your side after the accident you had with that man. But after a while, his thoughts began to make him get aggressive. He knew better not to even take it on you.
He wiped the blood off of his fingers as he began to walk towards your house, his body becoming more relaxed and his voices quieting down each second. He missed your touch, he had enough of his playtime with the people he has killed. He needed you and only you, out of every girl he has seen, killed, or stalked he wasmadly in love with you. He didn't care how you looked either way too, your body shape was perfect for him... your lips... your eyes, and your voice were everything he needed right now.
He walked up to your side door and opened it, he sighed and set his knife down while he took off his mask with a slight smile. His fluffy blonde locks popped out and his two blue eyes locked onto your body on the floor. His heart dropped and he gasped while shaking you.
he whispered softly as you groan and slowly open your eyes, you gasped and instantly sit up.
"Your back? when did you get back!? are you okay? are you hurt? have you eaten?" is all that you could come out with from your mouth. You set your hands on his cheeks checking for anything that could've happened to his precious face..
he asked with his low gruff voice, you look down as tears began to run down your face. You then wrap your hands around him, pulling him into a hug. He quietly smiles while hugging you back. The smell of blood was in your nostrils but you didn't care, you didn't care about his muddy shoes or anything at that point.
The same with Michael, he only cared about you and everything seemed to stop at that moment. He could only focus on how worried he was for you. He knew you were worried about him as well but it made him feel guilty knowing you waited for a while just for him.
"I- I missed you so much... Mikey- please don't leave again at least stay for the night..." You look up at him as he stared in awe. He cupped your cheek and pressed his head against yours, if Michael was being honest to himself he was terrible at showing affection or speaking it but his body seemed to have a mind of its own and just couldn't help but cup your adorable face.
he whispered quietly- his voice cracking slightly since he usually doesn't speak a lot.
You slowly nod as he picks you up with ease, opening the bathroom door down the hall then set you down.
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You set up the bath, putting the warm water on- watching the big tub filled with water and bubbles. You haven't washed due to how helpless you felt, the guilt still hasn't left you after what you did last time. You zoned off for a while until Michael reminded you of how it was about to overfill. You shut off the water and began to undress, Michael and you were so comfortable with each other, he never sexualized or made anything sexual at all. He loved your body and your personality. He loved the way your body was shaped... he loved how whenever you bent over... the little rolls on your stomach will show! He loved how your thighs were perfectly shaped, or how your breasts were so squishy! He adored your body shape more than he loved chocolate cake. He loved your personality even more too... you were so sweet to him even if he was a prick...He loved the way your cheeks raise up whenever you grin or how your hands perfectly fit in his hands. He loved you he loved everything about you... he loved your voice... more than anything else.
You two were now undressed and he then picks you up once again to set you between his legs in the tub.
You giggle as his facial hair tickled your shoulder when he rested his chin on you, he gently begins to wash your body slowly. Going over every spot of you, he then cups your breasts and then your stomach gently.
" he explained, you smile with happiness as he played with your hair. After some minutes you decide to sit in front of him for you can see his face. He smiles softly while he presses a kiss on your forehead, you then look at his arm to see a large bruise.
"What happened there?" you poke at it and he gently smacks your hand with sass, you giggle at his action while waiting for his response.
he said with sarcasm. You gasped not realizing that he wasn't being serious.
he smiled, you roll your eyes and began to wash his body as well.
"You know... you worry me so much Mikey- I love you too much and I cannot stand being away from you..." you look up at him- he sighed and gave an understanding nod. His hair falling over his face- the smell of soap and lukewarm water made you sniffle.
"I know it does, I love you as well dove and I'm proud of you for hanging in there especially when you're dating me... if my momma was alive she would've loved you..." his smile slightly faded, you knew Michael loved his mother dearly... and he loved his sister as well but he hasn't seen her since last Halloween when he escaped. He was more focused on you though, he knew his sister was better off knowing she wasn't related to a monster like him
You two continued to wash each other's bodies until you felt the winkles on the water from how long you were on the water. You smile and are proud of how clean you felt, Michael then rinsed up and so did you- you both grab a towel... wrapping it around yourselves.
Michael has his towel wrapped around his waist while your towel was wrapped around your body. You both dry your hair since it was pretty cold and you didn't feel like getting cold anytime soon. Your towel slipped off and you covered your body in embarrassment, you two laughed in the silly situation. He then wrapped his hands around your waist and snuggled into your bare body.
he whispered and squishes your stomach gently- he gently rewraps the towel around you. You smile as you press a kiss on his cheek, you then look up at him and an idea popped up in your head.
"you know what I'm hungry for?..." you whispered
"Cookies!"
You both said at the same time, your smile got wider and so did his... You both stroll over to the kitchen and grab a big box of cookies. You were about to eat one of them until Michael slid over a ramen cup for you and him.
he gave a smug look as you groaned in annoyance
---time goes by---
After brushing both of your guy's teeth, You two were still stuffed, you have eaten so much stuff like bread, pasta, salad, ramen and cookies with other junk food. Your tummy was filled with food and the same with his tummy. You look over at him while you two cuddle on your bed. You never felt happier, you were so glad to know that you had some support in your life. You felt like you were floating in clouds again and every spark lit up in your body. Deep down in your heart, you knew that you deserved this... you and Michael deserved this. this feeling of love and trust between each other... It was the best thing you two could've asked for.
Therefore... you ... and me.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, just know that I love you guys, and Im always here for you all. If you ever feel sad please don't be afraid to vent it out with me in DMS. Im always here for you... Please drink water and eat something my little doves. :) Also im sorry if it was bad ahh!
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