after all the trials of blood splattering and dirt. the entity finally let the killers wash themselves and their clothes. although they would look less intimidating, its better than being able to smell the filthly smell from miles away.

the entity created a shower room for the killers. it felt like years since they have properly washed themselves.

some killers like hag and spirit doesnt take long because they dont have anything to wash, really.

the killers took turn to shower- from the least dirty to the dirtiest.

after a while, it was Michael's turn to clean himself. he thought his iconic blue jumpsuit and mask are both clean and doesnt need to be cleaned so he just left it outside the shower room.

ghostface was on his way to clean his favourite knife in the kitchen sink before seeing michael's clothings on the ground. he have always thought of how he would look in michael's chothes. and nows his chance to see! hes absolutely not missing out on this oppurtunity.

he grabs the jumpsuit from the ground, it was clearly too big for him but he wanted to wear it nonetheless.

swoop!

the smaller male is now wearing the bigger male's clothes. it actually doesnt smell that much. michael smells so nice... thought ghostface. he was sniffing michael's jumpsuit so much that hes basically forgotten. about reality at this point.

just a reminder- he was doing all of that right in front of the shower room michael was in.

Michael comes out the shower room, realises ghostface is right in front of him- he jumped a little and turned back from the smaller man. michael have never showed his face to anyone in this hellhole and he wanted his face to be unknown. but now looks like his someone saw his face, uh oh!

"holy fuck..." ghostface softly said. "your fucking gorgeous, what the hell?"

michael wasnt expecting that reaction and turned around a bit, "did you just said that..?" he whispered.

ghostface's eyes lit up and he moved the hands covering the bigger man's face. his jaw fell on the ground.

a intense blush ran across both of their faces.

it practically turned into a staring contest for a few minutes. they were lost in each other's eyes until wraith came to check on them.

"hey its ghostfaces turn no-" wraith's sentence was cutted off by the scene. "ooooooops. sorry for intrupting!" he bing bonged and went back to the group of killers.

the two killers snapped back to reality when bing bong boy arrived. they gave each other a awkward smile.

ok thats its im so bad at writin i cant keep it up hhhhh. thanks for reading my terrible fanfic!!!