michael myers oneshots

he picks you flowers.

(trigger warnings- none)
(request by headachebaby, and special announcement in the author's note! (I have underlined it!) )
is it cool that I said all that?..
is it cool that you're in my head?..
cause I know that it's delicate.
Delicate- Taylor Swift
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"Don't go too far into the woods y/n, stay on the trail!", your dad yelled out to you as you skipped towards the white-painted gate, that lead to the back woods behind your new home.

You just moved to Haddonfield yesterday, and have been dying to check out the backwoods. You loved going on long walks in the summer, and this trail already looked beautiful and you'd only seen a part of what was to come.

"Ok Dad, I'll be back before the sun goes down!", you yelled back as you opened the gate, and started your trail.

With a water bottle in hand, and your small red camera in the other, you started your way through the woods, moving your head around to admire your surroundings and breath in the fresh-smelling air. The sun was out and there was a small breeze cooling your body from the heat of the summer air, as you walked.

"This should be fun"

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You looked down at your watch and realized you had been walking for 20 minutes now, and decided to take a small break by the big rock to sit on.

You opened your water bottle to take a sip before hearing a twig snap behind you. You gasped

"Who's t-there?" you asked slightly spooked.

You looked around frantically around you, as your heart rate picked up at the thought of someone or something being there.

You begin to walk backward until you run into something hard behind you.

"AHH!" You screamed before turning quickly ready to face whoever was behind you, only to see a boy there with blond messy hair and deep blue eyes.

You both just stand and stare at each other, neither one speaking. That is until you decide to break the heavy silence.

"W-Who are you?" You ask, with a shake in your voice, nervous about whether what the boy would do next.

He stood there face unmoving, yet his eyes flickered back and forth between yours, almost as if he were trying to piece together what was going in in your mind. You were about to ask again before a rough voice interrupted you.

"Michael.. Michael Myers," He said, with slight curiosity covering his features before he stepped closer to you, waiting for your response.

"Y/N.. Y/N L/N.." You said softly, making Michael's eyes soften.

"You know, Y/N, I haven't seen you around before..?" He asks, slowly, letting his curiosity get the best of him.

"Oh, I just moved in today, we have been unloading all day, and my backyard has a gate that opens up to the trails, and I love hiking so.. here I am." You said, while quickly regretting it as you feel you spoke too much, but it only grew Michael's curiosity towards you.

"Oh, where are you from?" He asks, before walking around you and taking a seat on the big rock you were just sitting on.

You watched as his slim body, walked to the rock and took a seat, taking from your earlier shock, and instead, like Michael, growing your curiosity towards him.

"Sit," He said pointedly to the spot next to him, and your face flushed.

You see the rock was big enough for one person, but you knew that getting on that rock would lead you to be dangerously close to him, practically touching.