09. spring locks & dreams

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❛ OH, I AM VERY MUCH HERE

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❛ OH, I AM VERY MUCH HERE. ❜
₊˚៹ . ❪ spring locks & dreams ! ❫˖ ₊˚.⋆
࿐┊ CH. 9┊🩸🔦👾

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** warning: long chapter ish **


The house was filled with the low hum of the living room TV, where Abby and Isaac were engrossed in their own world. Mike, bag packed for his final shift at Freddy's Pizzeria, decided to check on (Y/N) before he left.

The door to his room was slightly ajar, and he entered with careful silence of someone not wanting to disturb the peace, knowing he'd been in for it if be did.

As he stepped into the dimly lit room, he spotted (Y/N)'s form, tucked into his sheets, fast asleep still wearing his clothes. He needed to see her once last time before going to the shift, not knowing if he would make it out or not.

A tender smile crossed Mike's face, and he approached her with a sense of both longing and regret. She lay there, bathed in the gentle glow of the bedside lamp, her features softened in slumber.

Kneeling down beside the bed, Mike couldn't help but marvel at the tranquility that seemed to grace (Y/N)'s face. She looked so different from the usual stress he associated with her, and he found himself captivated by the simple beauty she exuded.

A soft sigh escaped him, carrying with it a mixture of emotions. His hand rose, delicately brushing away the strands of hair that fell across her face.

His touch lingered, tracing a path down her cheek, along her jawline. He paused, savoring the moment, feeling the warmth of her skin under his fingertips.

In a choked whisper, Mike began to speak, pouring out his apologies once more, "M'sorry for causing you pain, for the fear you experienced on the shifts, sweetheart." His vision burnt rubbing his thumb over her cheekbone, "I feel like such a failure not being able to shield you and Abby for the dangers in that place."

A single tear welled in his eye, falling onto (Y/N)'s cheek. She stirred slightly, a faint murmur escaping her lips, but she remained in the embrace of dreams. The sight of her leaning into his touch brought a moment of solace to Mike's heavy heart.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he continued to gaze at her, as if committing the image to memory. Leaning down, he pressed a tender kiss against her parted lips savouring the feel of her unmoving ones on his.

"I love you." Escaped in a hushed breath onto her mouth, an admission of the depth of his feelings. He pulled back a few inches from her, cradling the side of her face watching how her nose twitched, and he whispered, "I promise to return as soon as the shift ends. No sooner, no later."

As Mike stood up from his knelt position on the floor, leaving a final hard kiss on her forehead, he couldn't help but linger for a moment, drinking in the sight of her peaceful form beneath his sheets.

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 , mike schmidtWhere stories live. Discover now