Blind!Reader x Billy Loomis
AU: Your world is black and white until you lock eyes with your soulmate.
(A/N: This was originally going to be a Michael one-shot however, I decided it was going to be difficult with a slasher that doesn't speak with a blind reader, so I decided to take the easier route for this one-shot.)
You let out a sigh as you laid down on your couch, music playing in the background, thoughts swirling trough your mind.
Right about now, you wished you could watch television. Well, you could, although, it wouldn't exactly be very entertaining due to the fact that you have no sight.
Music was one of your favorite things in the whole entire world. You could hear it and it usually told a story of some sort.
The music was loud enough for you to hear, but still low so you could hear if something happened around you. You see, your parents went out early this morning for breakfast with a few of their friends so you were home alone. Along with that, you were a very paranoid person. Maybe it was because you had no eyesight, but you were just way to paranoid for your own good.
You bobbed your head and slightly hummed to the music, feeling relaxed.
A loud knock at the door startled you. You slowly stood up from the couch and guided yourself to the front door. Feeling for the knob, you twisted it open.
"Um hello?" You quietly spoke, not knowing who was at the door.
"Hi. I live next door and...." his voice trailed off. It sounded like a teenage boy, close to your age. His smooth voice sent chills down your spine. "Colors." He quietly whispered to himself, you hearing it.
"What?"
"I see colors!" He cheerfully spoke. He sounded so excited.
"Prove it." You crossed your arms, your lips forming into a straight line.
People would come up to you all the time and tell you they saw colors whenever they looked into your eyes, but it was always some sort of prank because they always laughed at the end and there were always other people nearby.
"Why do I need to prove it? Can't you see all of them?" The boy questioned, you could only imagine that he was raising his eyebrows in a questioning way.
"No. I'm blind."
"Oh... damn. Well... how do I prove it to you?" He now asked another question. You shrugged your shoulders. "Well um, there is this light color in the sky, it's beautiful. I'm pretty sure it's called blue. It's very calming." He spoke.
His voice sounded so sincere you couldn't help but believe him. "Okay... I believe you." You let out a sigh. "But if you're messing with me, I swear to god."
"I'm not... do people mess with you a lot?" He questioned.
You nodded your head with a frown on your face. "People like to take advantage of that fact that I have no eyesight and can't figure out who is truly my soulmate." You quietly spoke. "They say they can see colors, knowing I can't see anything."
"That's horrible..." he trailed off. "I know we just met and you can't trust me, but I want you to know I wouldn't do that to you." He sincerely spoke.
You let out a sigh and nodded. "Okay... I trust you." You spoke.
"Anyways, I'm Billy, Billy Loomis." He spoke, gently grabbing your hand so you could shake his.
"I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n." You smiled. "What did you need by the way?" You remembered.
"Ohh! Right!" He remembered why he came to your house in the first place. "Some of your mail got delivered to our house."
You could feel him press the envelopes against your hand so you grabbed them and gave him a little smile. "Thank you, Billy."
"Anytime."
