There's pain in every kiss~ Jason x Michael- dc

Reuniting

   Jason went over to Michael who had tears in his eyes. "J-Jamie?" Michael managed to say. The little girl in the door frame was only about 4'8. She looked 8 to be years old. She had a red and white clown suit on that was covered in blood and had a mask in her hands. In the other hand she held a small but bloodily kitchen knife.
   The girl looked at Michael and stared. She then dropped the knife and felt tears of her own come down her face. She sniffles and reached a hand out. "U-uncle M-Michael?" She stifled. Michael nodded shakily and Jamie ran up and hugged him. Michael just kneeled there, he didn't want to scare her. "Uncle! B-B-Boogeyman!" She shouted with tears.
   Michael was surprised though. He had killed Jamie when she was older, but she is still alive?
  Jamie pulled out of the hug and looked at her uncle. "H-how?" Michael strutted, making Jamie jump back a little. She lifted her wrist and uncovered it. Her wrist showed a black marking on it. "C-Cruse of thorns." She said.

    Jamie pulled her sleeve down and looked at the other people in the room. She especially looked at the one closest to her uncle, Jason. Before she can say anything Michael went closer to her,still on his knees. "Jamie I'm-" "I know." She spoke. Michael was surprised at her just knowing what he was going to say. "After you killed me, I was formed back into my kid stage and saw what happened to my mom when she was younger, Lori. But I did it myself and I couldn't stop. I guess that's why it's a curse." She chuckled. Michael's eyes were wide. He was speechless. "I forgive you." She says and pulled Michael into hug. Michael hugged her back and stood up. "I guess you'll be staying here for now, huh." Michael said, assuming that Jamie was staying. "I still don't know. They sent people looking for me." The 8 year old said. "Well there not going to get you." Lori said as she walked up to Jammie. "Mommy!l she yelled and hugged Lori. "My little girl." Lori said in sweet and calm voice.
Lori put Jamie down on the couch and sat next to her. The others gathered around and sat on the couches.

Jamie looked at the different people in the room. "Who are these people?" She asked. "This is Ghostface." Lori said as she pointed to the guy in the dark cloak. He waved and turned his head. "Angela." Lori pointed to the frizzy haired girl. "Leatherface." She then pointed to the man in the mask made of skin. "And that's Jason." She finished. Jamie cocked her head at Jason as he cocked his head at her. "I like your mask!" Jamie chimed. Jason nodded a thank you and looked back at Lori.
As Lori and the others were talking to Jamie, Michael whispered to Jason. "You ok?" Jason heard a voice say. He nodded and turned his head to Michael. The brown haired killer had soft blue eyes. The both of them held a gaze until Lori stood up. "It's late. Let's get you to bed." She said. "Ok." Jamie answered. She got up from the couch and walked with Lori upstairs. "Welp." Ghostface clapped. "I'm going to bed." "Same." Angela added. Leatherface nodded and stood up.
Jason joined them and went upstairs to his and Michael's room.

Michael sat there for a few minutes, until he got a strange feeling. He shrugged it off and started upstairs. He walked to the room and opened the door. Jason was laying down with his arm over his mask and with only boxers on.
   Michael stood there for a bit before walking over and sitting on the bed. "Hey....Jay?" He asked. Jason looked up and met Michael's gaze. He saw uncomfortableness and worry in his eyes. Jason cocked his head and sat up next to Michael. "Is everything ok?" Michael asked in a soft voice.
   Jason didn't respond. He was shocked that Michael asked him this and that his tone was soft and comforting. Jason cocked his head at the smaller killer. "You've been acting, kinda...... Strange. And you've been walking up with cuts and bruises, and you've been more....... Sexual." Michael said. Jason's eyes widened. *If only I can tell you* he thought. Jason shook his head. Michael nodded and gave him a hug. He laid down with his suit on and fell asleep.

              Dream world
Michael found himself in a boiler room. He had only been here once so he looked around. "Scared?~" Michael heard a sly voice say. He turned around to see Freddy with his finger knives. Michael grunted and stood his ground. "Heh, like what your Jason's doing?" He asked sexual. Michael blushed under his mask and got angry. "Y-you've been doing that to him!?" Michael yelled. "Maybe, maybe not." Freddy said. "I will fucking kill you!"Michael slurred. Freddy chuckled. "A little tense huh blue suit." Freddy said as he got closer. "Or.... Should I saw, Michael Audrey Myers~" Freddy said as he went up to the taller killer, took his mask off, and dragged his finger knife lightly on Michael's cheek. Michael pushed him back and stared at him with dead eyes. "Hah, your the first one I've seen back up. The rest just want me to fuck them. Some are lucky." He said. Michael was disgusted. "You know Michael we've got a lot in common." Freddy said as he tried to make small talk. Michael just turned his head, so he wouldn't have to look at him. "We both battled Jason, misunderstood, killed at young age." Freddy said as he got closer to Michael. Freddy was right in front of Michael and looked up at him. "We both want lust." He said as he kissed Michael.
Michael pulled away and pulled his knife out. Freddy laughed and looked at him. "And I thought you were talkative." Freddy said slyly.