Unspoken Love (MICHAEL X READER) 18+

13- vulnerability

(TRIGGER WARNING, PANIC ATTACK- OLD SELF HARM SCARS)

You knew this is never going to end well for you or Michael, the way he acted so different- he was tall and violent. You wanted to believe there was a good side, but it's always being covered by him splattering blood. 

His actions will never be valid, protecting him will never be valid. You didn't know why this was happening now, in the literal shower. 

You then hear the sound of your back door slamming closed, alerting you that Michael was here. For some reason- You couldn't breathe or even talk, about all the pain you went through in your childhood and teen years. Your parents couldn't even stand to talk to you because your grief for Michael was so huge. All you could talk about was him, you wished you could've done more if he were to tell you why he was suffering. You should've taken it as a red flag when he literally branded you with a knife. 

Your vision became blurry, your muffled cries turned into loud sobs. You couldn't hear anything but the sound of impatient knocks from your restroom door. Was he going to kill you? was he going to get angry? was he sad? has killed anyone? Questions were screaming through your mind. And none of those you could even answer. 

You began to ramble, hoping everything will stop. You attempted to count to 10 but it didn't work, like how you were taught in the past. You felt pure fear run into your veins when you realized the bright color of blood that dripped down your arms- you didn't even realize you were digging your nails into your arm or scratching them. You attempted to get out of the shower but you ended up slipping from how wet the floor was. Panic is what you felt when you tried to cling onto the shower curtain for support until the pole broke off. Michael barged in since the door was locked.

You cried and cried, covering your bare body with the soft shower curtain. You sobbed- closing your eyes hoping everything will go away. Your choked sobs panicked Michael, he stood there quietly wondering what to do. He's never actually seen you this way.

You repeatedly begged for things to stop and that you were sorry. He didn't know what all this blabber was. He felt even more scared from how much blood there was on your arms.

He quickly grabs a towel and wraps it around your body instead of the shower curtain. You attempted to shield your naked body- Michael made sure to look away. He sits down- putting his back onto the wall while holding you. Your body wrapped tightly around the towel, your arms clinging onto Michael.  You cried out, your salty tears landing on his shoulder. You felt like the barbed wire was wrapped around your throat again, you didn't mean to cause harm to yourself. 

He's seen people act like this in smith grove- except now that it's happening to you it's like his thoughts freeze and he doesn't know what else to do. He knows he's the reason why you are crying like this. He knows he's the reason why you hurt yourself in this manner.

"I didn't - I didn't mean to I didn't mean to,"   You said while sobbing into his shoulder. 

Michael suddenly takes off his mask, he then grabs your face gently with both of his palms. Your eyes widen, seeing his whole face- your tears popped out even more from your eyes. 

He pressed his head against yours, you closed your eyes as you finally let yourself relax. You cried a bit more, his hands holding your face gently. 

He's bad for you... he's destroying you just by being here. His thoughts were interrupted by you choking on your tears.  you sobbed into his palm, you haven't felt this overwhelmed before- it was like you couldn't go to anyone but him. You couldn't talk to genuine people about this, you felt trapped in one single position where no matter what you do- it seems like you can't even take control of what goes on in your personal life. 

For some time the two of you sat there, you held onto his arm as if the world was going to end. He already helped you with your wounds but being honest he did a shitty job beforehand he checked to make sure they are cleaned and taken care of at least. Your sobs turned into soft crying, Michaels's heart burned with anger and guilt- he knew how much this was affecting you- he knew just by being here will endanger your future. Yet he refuses to leave you, he refuses to let you go again like before. Even if it ruined you. 

 "Michael..." you look at him with sorrow in your eyes, his heart tugging at your words. You wanted him just as much as he did. He didn't want to do this- yet he wants to be with you. He wants to know everything about you, he wants to experience memories with you just like before.

After a while, Michael finally picks you up and takes you to your bed. your hair was damped from not being dried, he opens your drawer to find something comfortable to wear. He noticed you haven't done your laundry at all-it looks as if you've just been in bed this whole time... He grabs some panties for you that were left in the top drawer. He then realizes you don't have any shirts or pants here. 

He looks to the side and seeing his shirt he quickly grabs it and gives you the clothes. You look up at him, your eyes are beating red due to the leftover tears and shampoo. You gently take his shirt and your panties- Michael then turns around to give you some privacy. You felt comfortable around him though, he respected you in a way.

After you were done changing, Michael slowly took off his overalls. You sigh and hug your knees, attempting to keep your eye off him. This wasn't anything new to you though, countless times when you were children you guys would have sleepovers. You two grew up with each other, the days where you went swimming in that lake even though it was banned to go in there- you felt comfortable around him though it doesn't take away the fact that he murders people. You knew Michael wasn't the type to be a rapist or an actual creep though, he murders and moves on with his journey. 

Michael crawls into bed, looking at you with his blue eyes. You felt your face go red from how handsome he looked. His sharp jawline, his dark blonde hair...  suddenly you feel Michael grab you. You sniffled at his sweetness when he began to hold you again His arms wrapped around your waist. It's odd, you don't really remember Michael being this touchy back then but you weren't complaining. It was incredibly comforting to you... the two of you lay on your sides facing each other. You scoot closer to him for warmth, your face pushed against his chest. 

Some moments went by enough for you to think.

"what will I do?"