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As Michael carried her to their shared room he couldn't help but feel his own tiredness start to gain on him which was rare for him. He would always have those sleepless nights up at almost four in the morning.

I guess you could say he had a soft spot for Y/n now his gruesome and cruel ness not there when he's with her. Sometimes he wonders why or what she's doing to him. He can't seem to figure it out but that doesn't mean his guard isn't still up as much as a soft spot he may have.

He has already put up so many barriers up in himself but sometimes can't help but feel them break down little by little.

((Lmao I was rambling))

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As they finally reached the room Michael sat her down and covered her up before getting in the bed with her mask still on. He sighed ever so softly and turned facing opposite of her direction.

He relaxed into the mattress closing his eyes only to open them again feeling a soft touch on hands go around him pulling him closer. He knew it was Y/n as he was tensing up due to lack of touch in his past.

He sighed and decided to just deal with it since he was already tired. He closed his eyes letting the darkness consume him.

For once the boogeyman slept peacefully...

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