His Girl - Michael Myers x Reader {NEW Rewrite (2022)}

✗ Chapter 56: In The End ✗

...Did you just get played...?

"But NO funny business, understand?" You reprimanded him fiercely, double-checking his behaviour and making sure he didn't try anything like last time. "I don't want a repeat of when I caught you peeking at me in the shower, remember...?"

Michael tilted his head in confusion; curious as to why you were now so irritated. "I...I mean, I don't want you to act like a pervert...!" You huffed in exasperation, crossing your arms and flicking your head to the side while you watched him run the hot water.

He didn't answer you at first - one because he was still running the bath, and two because he wouldn't be able to write down what he was thinking down on paper at the same time. However— "I'm warning you...!" You demanded with a stern tone, sitting on top of the toilet seat and resting your elbows against your knees. "You can speak to me and stay in the bathroom, but NO undressing with me. I am NOT going to tolerate anything...anything creepy. You understand me...!?"

A hidden grin slowly spread across his face after you'd said that; the serial killer finding your response to be somewhat amusing while he added some Jasmine-scented bubble bath into the water. Raising your eyebrows, you shook your head and sighed, rolling your eyes shortly afterwards. Guess his lewd mannerisms simply couldn't be helped. All you wanted was a relaxing time in warm water. Well, at least the soothing bath and floral scent would calm you down. After all, this afternoon had definitely been one Hell of a shock. Michael hadn't been wrong about that. Once he'd finished running it, the stalker gave you another loving cuddle, his hug making you feel moderately better.

"You know, you really know how to mess around with a girl's feelings." You wryly informed him, wrapping your arms lovingly around his body before standing up. "From behaving scarily sadistic, to strangely supportive, to super sweet. I can't place you whatsoever. You're really difficult to read." Michael then hugged you even tighter; the killer now acting wildly pleased with himself as he accepted your comment and held you closer, resting his head fondly on top of your hair.

But after a minute or two later you broke away from the cuddle; realising that the hot bath would grow cold if you didn't get undressed and climb into the bathtub. So... "I appreciate you running my bath for me, but...can you at least turn around whilst I take my clothes off now...?" You required awkwardly, shifting from foot-to-foot and starting to feel self-conscious.

Michael was about to shake his head and childishly argue, but then gave in, unwillingly swivelling around while he waited for you to take your time and get in first. Though, as soon as you had, the silent stalker immediately spun back around; stunned by how beautiful your undressed body was. You, on the other hand, were extremely embarrassed; hugging not only either side of your arms, but also making sure your cleavage was concealed too. After all...this was...this was the very first time you'd spent time together in the bathroom. This was just...just...You internally panicked, crimson painting your cheeks when you noticed that Michael was still staring you down - his stalker-ish attitude increasing exponentially while you hastily became alarmed.

"H-Hey...! I...I said you could CHAT with me during the bath...N-Not continuously STARE...!" You complained in a high-pitched voice, flashing Michael a cold expression whilst you hurriedly covered yourself with more and more scented bubbles. "We made a compromise, so DON'T forget...!"