you, i, and everything else (michael myers x reader)

14

i felt myself jolt awake which felt to me like right after i finally fell asleep.
michael was cradling me in his chest but by the darkness of the room i could tell it was early in the morning.

i had nightmares about laurie and seeing her die made me feel different. michael shifted on his back and pulled me on top of him. i sigh and lay my head back down on his shoulder and nuzzled my face in him.
i wasn't feeling tired after that dream.

"michael are we dating?" i blurted out surprising myself. i felt him tense up at the question and i frowned.
he shrugged and pointed at me.

"well do you wanna...?" i blushed and sat up on top of him to look into his brown soulless eyes. he grabbed the little notepad and scribbled down a note for me.

if it'll make you shut up and go back to bed

i smiled hard and fall down to his chest and wrapped my arms around his big self. i felt so happy we were finally official, and that i was michaels lover.

i inch my head up to kiss the exposed part of his neck that the mask didn't cover. i heard him hum but didn't stop me from leaving a trail of smooches towards his collarbone.
he then roughly grabbed me and shifted me so i was laying sideways facing his torso and he held me tight so i wouldn't move.
i roll my eyes and tell him goodnight and end up going back to sleep.

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i woke up still feeling tired even though i slept well. michael was nowhere to be seen in my room but i did notice a folded up piece of paper in my hands.

i unfold the paper and it revealed a note michael must have left me.

(y/n) i hope you think nothing of this note because it's the last one you'll get from me. but i wanted to explain to you on your purpose to me. killing to me is what cures the voices in my head and after a certain point i can't function without letting out my rage, but you on the other hand i just can't physically kill you as if the voices stop me, which sucks because you get on my nerves sometime. but other than that the only purpose you serve to me is keeping me sane and i cannot let you leave me.

-michael
i read the note feeling flustered and a little offended. i tucked the note inside of my journal and decide to get ready for the day, i had 3 no call no shows from the clinic which hopefully i'm not fired from just yet.

i take a quick shower and put on my clinic uniform and hoped i could still work.

when i got there i explained everything to my supervisor which he surprisingly believed.

"we just counted those days as paid leave. we saw loomis breaking through the reception drawers and taking your personal belongings, we assumed he had something to do with you not returning." he said. i felt comforted at the fact i wasn't fired and they believed it was all loomis's fault.
"thank you so much greg, i really do appreciate that. things haven't been going my way recently i guess." i admit. i was at least thankful that i could continue to work to provide for michael and i.

once i got settled at my desk i started some paperwork i missed out on and did inventory on the stuff we sold at the clinic. soon my thoughts were taken over by thoughts of michael.
his note i got this morning made me blush and imagine fantasies about us living together and just being a couple.

also the thought of him manhandling me with his large self compared to me being more smaller. i blushed and then started doing something else to distract me from those thoughts.

then a someone walked in. i looked up and saw nurse marion chambers. i remember her from when i worked at smiths grove, she was basically all over loomis.

her face looked distraught and puffy as if she's been crying. "oh hello marion, long time no see." i say, she frowned at me.

"don't play friendly with me. i want you to tell me exactly the last time you saw doctor loomis." she demanded which caught me off guard. i raised an eyebrow, "loomis? oh yeah, the last time i saw him was when he kidnapped me and electro shocked me!"

she scoffed and rolled her eyes. "you were admitted by us, and now this morning i hear he's dead, which coincidentally after you escaped."

my heart dropped. maybe she was going to be another problem to take care of.
"(y/n) i don't know what's going on with you, but you've never been like this before. if michael is hurting you please tell me! i can't let anymore people die because of your psychotic feelings for him." she leaned over at me and looked me in the eyes.

i sigh and told her to call me after work and go home. she reluctantly agreed but the flash of fear on her face said something along the lines of "i don't trust you to not kill me when i leave."

i felt nervous after that encounter. i guess i didn't realize how many people loomis worked with, or how closely tied i was to him.
i decided to leave a little bit early and go home to distract myself from all this chaos i was facing.

before going home i stopped by and got something to prepare dinner for michael and i. it's pretty hard not to spend all my money just on his meal alone since he's a big eater.
i got us some steaks to grill up at home along with some snacks and a rented dvd for us to watch hopefully.
i walked in the house and was greeting by michael sitting on the couch like a puppy waiting for it's owner.

"hi michael, i missed you." i threw the groceries to the side and immediately embraced the shape.
he sighed and melted into my arms and embraced me back.
"what were you doing all day when i was gone?" i asked. he took his notepad and wrote:
waiting for you to come home

i blushed and pouted. michael was such a softie sometimes. i kissed his masked silicon cheek before escaping his hold so i could prepare dinner for us.

this was exactly what i wanted to come home. michael and i getting to spend quality time together especially after the horrifying incident that happened yesterday. i could see myself coming home like this for the rest of my life.

i was working hard to make dinner but then the phone rang. i washed my hands from the spices and oil before attending the phone line.
"hello?" i answered. "hey (y/n), you said we could talk?" it was marion.

"yeah what's up marion?" i said sounding casually but in reality she killed the cooking vibe with her phone call.
"i just wanted to check in on you." she said sounding concerned.
she must think i'm being held hostage or something.

"yeah i'm fine just making dinner." i said feeling there was nothing else to really say.
"oh sorry to disturb you. i know seeing me today might've surprised you, i've just been feeling uneasy about doctor loomis." she sighed. i rolled my eyes.
"yeah it's unfortunate but also you people admitted me to the ward and electrocuted me, so i'm having a hard time feeling bad for you." i said honestly which made her silent on the line for a few moments.

"(y/n), he killed a lot of people! we need to put our differences aside to stop him." she said sternly sounding slightly annoyed.

"sorry marion, i have my own work to do." i said before hanging up. i heard michaels loud footsteps reach the kitchen. i turned to him with a smile.
"michael, so many people in our business." i sighed and hugged his waist. he looked at me with his dark menacing eyes but i could see a glint of light in him. he wasn't a monster when his eyes were so genuinely human.
he reached his hand up and petted my hair while we made eye contact.
suddenly his fingers brushed through my hair slightly pulling at it making goosebumps appear over my body.

he seemed to notice because he reached to the inside of my hair and pulled it a little harder.
"michael stop teasing me, i still have to finish the dinner." i blushed and pulled his hand away from me.
he huffed and let go of me completely, allowing me to go finish dinner.

i liked when michael experimented his touches on me. but deep down i wish he went further.