(no trigger warnings! :) )
"Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers
Wrapped in your arms"
Apocalypse- Cigarettes After Sex
-------------------------You and Michael were doing your usual date night of watching a movie every Friday night after you got home from work.
Today in particular was a very stressful day. You were a Book Editor, and six months ago had enjoyed a manuscript you were interested in but your asshole of a boss, disagreed, causing the both of you to get into a huge argument about it. Today that book charted number one on The New York Times best-seller charts, making you even angrier, and to top it all off your boss threw shit on you for it making you lose it.
You sighed as you thought about it again, stepping out of the shower and getting dressed to head downstairs to where your boyfriend of seven months sat on the couch.
You made it to the bottom of the steps, smiling at your boyfriend who immediately noticed your presence, from his seat on the couch.
"Hey Michael," You said with a soft forced smile, letting out another sigh as you made your way to the kitchen to get snacks ready.
"Did you pick a movie already? I'm getting some snacks" You said out loud, facing the pantry. You grabbed two bags of popcorn and the bucket stocked with you and Michael's favorite candies made especially for movie night.
You turned around stepping out of the pantry and yelped frightened, as you saw Michael's tall figure before you with a yellow ripped paper scribbled in his handwriting. You stepped out completely from the kitchen, to place the snacks on the counter before grabbing the yellow letter out of his hands.
"What's wrong?"
You looked up at his masked covered face giving him a small upside-down smile.
"Nothing, I just had a bad day, Ron was being an extra asshole and I just ugh, I don't even wanna talk about it," You said wrapping your arms around yourself comforting your stressed state.
You had started doing this because Michael did not like physical touch. He would hug you on occasion if you asked, but he didn't like cuddling or hand holding or anything like that. Even though he had never tried it with you before, he just didn't understand the need to be all over one another. You had gotten so accustomed to the way he was, even though at first it was hard not wanting to cradle yourself in his warm arms, but eventually, you got used to it by hugging your pillow like you did before you were with Michael. But sometimes like now, you wished he would hold you tight in his arms, and maybe place a kiss or two on top of your head and then let you lay with him on the couch while you both slowly fell asleep while watching a movie. But you never said anything to Michael, he never knew how much you wanted him to hold you while you slept or while you guys had movie night.
You sighed as you let go of yourself, moved back to the counter and put his note in your pocket, grabbing the packets of popcorn to place in the microwave. You heard Michael follow from behind you just watching you press the buttons and waiting for the popcorn in the microwave. You turned to face him and smiled.
"Why don't you start the movie and I'll be right there? you can take the candies" You said wanting to be alone for a little.
Michael hesitated for a second before nodding his masked covered head, grabbing the candy, heading back to the couch, where you heard the sounds of commercials start from behind you.
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michael myers oneshots
Fanfictioni read way to many and got hooked to the point that I'm writing my own. enjoy ! (I do take requests!) STARTED- 07/27/2022 FINISHED- TBD