Epilogue

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After Michael proposes to you, the two of you sneak off to the oh-to familiar bed down the hallGallant sleeps on the couch with earplugs, blasting music he hasn't gotten to listen to in almost two years, and catching up on all the things he 'missed'(Its all fake celebrity news and fashion trends at this point, the universe trying to fill in the blanks Michael left behind)The wedding is planned for Halloween of next year- all three of you need time to get accustomed to life once again (and you discreetly wanna be able to invite some of the homies from Murder House, but to do so, you've gotta convince everyone to make amends)Gallant takes over the salon in full, putting his name on the front of the building with encouragement from youYou're the one to keep him sober and on track, wanting to prove Evie wrong in the after lifeMichael rebuilds The Cooperative, but it's different this time, because he knows better than to destroy the worldThe Cooperative is now a sort of... hit-man agency for assholes in power (🙄🙄). Michael and you use The Cooperative to weed out everyone that could potentially cause the apocalypse, now that you know exactly what will happen if it does happen. You're basically Angels of Merch but low key and won't admit it (Gallant stays out of that bullshit)You, Michael, and Gallant get into so many fucking fights about where you'll live (but everyone agrees no on Hawthorne). You wanna live in Murder House so you can rekindle everyone and it's a total aesthetic. Gallant wants to live in his Nana's mansion because 'it's fucking huge Y/N!!! You're being d u m b, pack your bags and let's go'. Michael wants Mead's small house but he also wants Robichaux's bc it's in New Orleans and means a lot to him (sentimental fuck).You guys rock paper scissor for it ("Don't use your guys' magic or I'll fucking cry")You choose rock, Gallant chooses scissors, and Michael chooses paperIt's hell for the whole dayUntil finally you manage to sit everyone down over dinner and explain to them why you think Murder House is the best option ("Y/N it's called murder house you're fucking trippin")Despite all the comments, side eyes, huffs, scoffs, and groans... you win. You all decide to finally leave The Ritz and move into Murder House- But the boys still keep the deeds to their respective homes, and you Robichaux.Moving into MH is... a hassle to say the least. The second Michael steps foot through the door, Tate is there (Gallant fucking screams "WHY DOES HE HAVE MY FACE")Tate and Michael get in a yelling match that you're trying to referee, until finally, you just kinda... scream.It scares Michael so bad bc he thinks you're hurt, and he body checks Tate out of the way (Tate doesn't think you're half bad)Things are tense and awkward the first few days (Gallant nearly refuses to pee bc "y/n they're gonna watch" and you refuse to shower bc "Michael they're gonna watch" and Michael has a headache)But within a month, things are alright. You've befriended Rose and Tate right off the bat (respectively told Constance to "get fucked") and caught Nora up to speed on today's events. Everyone is #shook she likes youGallant hates Chad, never says why, but just know that he does. He prefers Violet and Vivian, and the occasional Ben ("I'm a slut for Harmon's I guess" "guess I'm a slut for Langdons then. What's Michael a slut for?" "You, red eyeshadow, and wearing his fuCKING SHOES IN THE HOUSE")Michael doesn't let you get a job even tho you tried to physically fight him over it once. Instead, you become his partner with The Cooperative shenanigans and organize most of the hitsEverybody thinks you're in a poly relationship with Gallant and Michael (none of you correct them except Michael sometimes bc he's confused about what that is)By the time October rolls around, you're shaking 24/7 ("I didn't think I was actually gonna get married" "you said yes did you mean no" "nO! I love you and I wanna get married I just..." "I'll be right here, don't worry" "I'd sure fucking hope so")Your wedding dress is red (Constance screams) with black rose decals (pretty similar to The Outpost dress, but not quite)Michael's suit is red, too, with a black tie ("you wear black suits everyday, switch it up for her" "what do you know Gallant" "fashion that's what you fucking punk")Gallant wears white with a red tie (Constance screams)Gallant is the best man, obviously, and Madelyn is the maid of honor (she survived the apocalypse... Hannah is nowhere to be seen)Jeff and Mutt beg on their knees to stand at the alter, so Michael lets them. You let Tate, Rose, and Ben stand on at the alter (read: forced)The wedding is held at Gallant's mansion, because it's the biggest house to your guys' name with the largest backyardSomehowSomewayYou and Michael had grown a name-to-fame in the year leading up to the weddingThe place is packed and there's celebrities (Gallant knows half of them, and you wanna faint bc "oh my god is that Harry styles?????? Michael is that Harry styles?????" "U gonna leave me for him?" "I fucking might" "then no, it's not")The wedding goes smooth as fuck (shockingly). The Satanic Church members are in attendance (with an oath not to call Michael Satan and keep that shit under wraps), certain Murder House tenants ("I don't wanna carpool"), and of course, Gallant's celebrity bitchesGallant does yours AND Michael's hair, and it's truly spectacularYou and Michael make your own vows, and don't have a priest (confuses ppl but they don't care bc the food is g r e a t and the aesthetic is perfect for pictures)Gallant cries his eyes out. Madelyn looks proud as fuck. Jeff and Mutt look smug (especially Jeff. If he talks to anyone that night it's "I'm the reason they're married. Don't forget that")Even though you're now legally (Y/N) Langdon, and no longer have Foxx anywhere near your name, Michael still calls you that on the dailyYou get a tattoo of a fox on your shoulder for his birthday, with 'don't tell me what to do' scrawled on the bottomGallant goes with you to get it down, and he and Tate are the only ones who know about it, because nobody else in the house can keep a secret AND Tate helped draw the fox (it's a typical red fox, but on a red and black backdrop that kinda looks like a moon ["Jesus get a new color scheme y/n" "suck my ass Tate you look like that bitch from blues clues"] but the fox has one (e/c) eye and one blue, and tiny horns poking out of his head)For Michael's birthday, you go to Ms. Mead's home so you can be aloneMichael is sat patiently on the bed, tapping his bare thigh while watching you strip down"I have a present""You are my present some c'm here""No, look"You turn around slowly, exposing your shoulder. It's in the spot Michael always rests his head when he holds onto your hipsMichael is off the bed in a second, rushing over to you. He traces the design carefully, like he's afraid it'll smudge even tho it's weeks old (grumpasaurus-Rex sometimes during those weeks when you wouldn't take your shirt off)Michael is speechless, and you can feel your blush running from your cheeks to your neck"It's fucking beautiful""You think so?"Michael doesn't respond. He just kisses the tattoo before grabbing onto you and tossing you to the bed

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