((Hello! Enjoy this Michael Myers song by a favourite band of mine, Ice Nine Kills))

{Michael POV}

I usually despise walking in daylight, but today was very different. (Y/N) was beside me, walking and enjoying the sickly, sweet sun. As much as I hated the sun and being out during the day, I would do anything for her.

As we walked in silence I stole glances in her direction out of the side of my mask every once in a while, watching her calmly walk beside me as if she didn't have a care in the world, she seemed so peaceful and so happy just to walk about.

Walking through the trees back to the house I kept my eyes fixed forwards scanning the path ahead to make sure there was no one up there waiting for us or wandering around. It would be a big problem if we got caught during the day. I would have no way of going after them, especially with (Y/N) with me.

Walking through the woods on a day like today would have been extremely hot, the sun was out and bright in the sky. I estimated that it was close to noon at this point the sun was directly above me and (Y/N), but the trees above us provided enough shade that it was cooler.

Finally, I could spot the house in the distance, the dilapidated building was not a hard sight to miss. The crumbling white wood house stood out to the lush green woods like a sore thumb and I knew that we were in the clear, no one this close to the house would be out of my sight.

I was suddenly very aware of eyes watching me and I looked over to the side where (Y/N) was walking beside me. She only stared for a quick second after I looked at her before she looked away but I could see all of the emotions in her face.

(Y/N)'s face was so, so...

Flustered.

I had never seen her like that before, the way that her cheeks burned her skin a pinkish tone, and her eyes darted back and forth on the grass and brush underneath her feet. She was too embarrassed to look at me.

I felt my heart jolt in my chest just from her face, as (Y/N) continued to avoid looking at me I turned my head back to the path to continue scanning.

I had no reason to continue to scan for people, we were so close to the house that no one would be hiding that I couldn't see, but I just had to keep my eyes off of her as much as she needed to keep her eyes off of me.

If I continued to look at her my longing for her would grow to be too much, I was suddenly compelled to move closer to her to envelope myself in her warmth. I held myself back though, I didn't want to scare her away, I wanted to make sure that I didn't force her away from me.

What was happening to me?

I quickly averted my thoughts away from her and focused on the house ahead of us.

(Y/N) and I both stepped into the house together, I decided to linger in the doorway just a little bit longer as I watched her enter the house. I smiled at her wandering in, already comfortable with the place to know her way around.

I watched her move throughout the house, she walked past the last body and moved into the living room where all of the blood had pooled on the ground. Without a second thought, she began looking for something to clean up the blood with.

After a few moments, I reluctantly peeled myself away from the doorway, picking up the last body and bringing them to the dump.

I effortlessly and quietly slung the body over my shoulder and carried it out of the house.

The trip was effortless for me, I had held heavier objects before, but while I carried the bodies back to the dump my mind wandered. I knew well that I should be watching my surroundings but I couldn't help but think of (Y/N).

I just couldn't get her out of my head, the way she smiled at me and the way she spoke was continuously worming its way into my mind. My thoughts spun in circles around her, I know that its only been a week or so but god, I felt like I had known her for years.

I stopped.

I was halfway to the dump when I heard them.

The voices in my head.

They had guided me before but had been silent while I was around (Y/N), I was so enthralled with her that I hardly noticed, but suddenly I heard one voice loud and clear.

""

I questioned the voice almost instantly, Who is coming for her?

The voice was silent for a moment, and I feared that it had left me once again without advice, but it spoke up.

""

The name sent rage coursing through my veins, Loomis, how I despised that man.

The voice was silent once again and I knew that its time of advice was done.

Loomis, Loomis, Loomis.

The name swam in my head like a shark circling prey. He was my psychiatrist since I first ended up at that damned mental hospital as a child.

he tried so hard to "fix" me, to make me a "good little boy"; telling me to stop talking to the voices in my head, to open up to him about my sister's death. None of it mattered. My sister was only a pawn in my games, a chess piece to move across the board. Now that I was free she probably thought that she would be my next target, she was always full of herself.

(Y/N) is my top priority now, being near her, protecting her and keeping her safe from dangers, and now from Loomis.

Loomis.

I quickly made it the rest of the way to the body dump now furious and upset. I dropped the body at the dump almost throwing it to the ground. I was fuming.

I had to get back to the house, I had to somehow warn her about Loomis.

He wasn't going to take her away from me.

I briskly moved to the house, scanning the area quickly but not as well as I should be. I was just focused on getting back to the house.

Back to (Y/N).

When my voices give me information it means that the information is urgent and should be taken into account immediately. They were the ones who originally told me the plan to get out of the mental hospital, I of course, was the one to implement their ideas.

As I walked I could finally see the house on the horizon, looming dreadfully in the haze of the sun.

I trekked up to the house briskly, I had to get inside as quickly as possible. I quickly looked around the area quickly scanning for anyone, when I didn't see anyone I ducked into the house.

My ears were instantly alerted to a noise in the living room. As I moved closer I recognized the sound. It was humming.

I peered into the living room to see her.

(Y/N).

She was facing away from me, humming a melody that I didn't recognize. She didn't notice me standing in the doorway as she continued to hum to her song. Watching her work and hum I couldn't help but feel a pull towards her, as if I needed to be near her immediately.

All other thoughts were quickly shoved to the back of my head as I softly and quietly moved to stand behind her. I gently wrapped my arms around her entire torso making sure not to squeeze her too tightly and rested my head on hers.

She jumped slightly and at first I thought of pulling away before she spoke,

"Michael, what are you doing?" She laughed, turning her up slightly to look at me.

I didn't reply of course, I just leaned myself into her body, feeling her warmth basking in it. There's a warmth from her that pulls to me. I have to watch her when shes in the room. I have to touch her when she is near. It's no longer a desire, it's a need.

Finally after what felt like forever just standing with each other she broke the silence, "Thank you."

I made no movements, letting her continue to talk, "You could have killed me so many times before, and I am still unsure why you didn't or haven't but I am grateful."

I felt her shift slightly as she turned to fully look at me, I looked down at her as she continued, "I really like you and I really like being with you. I just want you to know tha-"

I quickly stopped her, placing my finger to her lips to silence her, she stopped talking and let me continue.

I removed myself from her slightly and placed my hand on the bottom of my mask.

I quickly got the feeling of butterflies again, the only times I've ever felt this is when I'm around her.

I moved my mask so it was above my nose, but not enough to reveal my entire face as I put my hand to her face, cradling her cheek.

Her face flushed an adorable red color as she stared at my lips. I let her stare for a short while before I leaned into her and connected our lips.

She seemed shocked at first but quickly melted into the kiss, I moved my hand without thinking bringing it to the back of her head for support.

As we kissed my entire body lit aflame, her warmth seeping into me, I felt so real and so,

Alive.

As we kissed it was hard for me to pull away, her warmth her body, I wanted to bask in it but when I realized that (Y/N) needed a moment to breathe I pulled away softly.

As I pulled back I watched her face and her reaction I had no idea what she would have done, but as I saw her face I couldn't help but smile mischievously as I pulled my mask back down.

She was shocked her mouth open wide and her face a flushed red, she quickly smiled at me and I stoked her face lightly.

She was so gorgeous, so precious, I adored her, more than I have anyone before in my life. I wanted to protect her. To hold her close.

I continued to stare at her for a small moment before I noticed the mop still in her hand. I slowly took the mop from her and began mopping up the rest of the blood on the floor, laughing sightly at her dumbfounded reaction.

I felt something in my chest, joyous and excited and nervous. It made me not only exhilarated but confused as to why I could feel those emotions again. I remembered back to before the asylum, I had not felt true emotions.

She slowly moved out of her stupor as I finished mopping up the blood, I turned to look at her and she smiled wildly at me her grin spreading across her face. I placed down the mop into the bucket as she moved over to me again, grabbing my hand.

She stared at me, adoration written across her still flushed face,

"Michael, I am yours."

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