Their Possession - Slashers x Reader

-Chapter 67: Reality Can Crumble Too-

"Tell me he didn't..." Again, you couldn't finish, but Michael picked up on what you wanted to ask almost immediately.

"ᑎO. ᕼE'ᔕ TOO ᔕᗰᗩᖇT TO ᗪO ᔕOᗰETᕼIᑎG ᒪIKE TᕼᗩT. ᕼE KᑎOᗯᔕ ᕼOᗯ ᗰᑌᑕᕼ TᕼᗩT ᗯOᑌᒪᗪ ᕼᑌᖇT YOᑌ OᑎᑕE YOᑌ ᖴOᑌᑎᗪ OᑌT." [A/N: "NO. HE'S TOO SMART TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT. HE KNOWS HOW MUCH THAT WOULD HURT YOU ONCE YOU FOUND OUT."]

Thank goodness. Breathing out, you hurriedly washed your face and nuzzled into Michael's chest a minute later - Michael, of course, cherishing your show of affection and tightly wrapping his arms around you. Infatuated by your very being, he rested his head atop yours and enjoyed your embrace; satisfied when he noticed that the other three had appeared in the bathroom's doorway. How...sweet. What amused Michael even more was that Norman looked jealous, Freddy gaze flowed with frustration, and Hannibal's expression was filled with slight irritation. His arrogant attitude grew when he locked eyes with the dream demon - both hating the other still.

"(Y-Y/n)...? Are you...Are you okay...?" Norman stuttered nervously, clasping both hands to his chest while he awaited your answer and watched you from the doorway.

"Of course she isn't, numb-nuts. I mean for fucks sake, eating people isn't on many people's lists nowadays." Freddy shot back sharply, annoyed by how close you were to Michael as you slowly recovered.

"Both of you quieten down. After all, we wouldn't even be in this mess if Krueger hadn't spilled an incredibly important secret - one that needed to be explained in a delicate fashion." Hannibal's appearance made your nausea rise again slightly - your fear stemming from the cannibalistic psychiatrist whilst you clung to the silent stalker.

"So, you're...you're a..." You stared at them anxiously - not wanting to agitate your housemates in any way, shape, or form. "You're a...cannibal...?"

"Such a tasteless way of phrasing it. I prefer the term "ethical butcher", my darling (Y/n)." Hannibal angelically informed you, trying to keep the situation serene whilst also wanting to win back your affection.

"Ethical butcher...? Really?" Your voice dripped with sarcasm as Freddy released a mocking laugh; definitely finding your tone and change of mood to be somewhat funny.

"My apologies, (Y/n). I know now that I most likely should've told you before Krueger had the chance to." The polite psychiatrist softly apologised, taking a few steps towards you and kissing the top of your hand. "Please forgive me."

"Forgive you?" You coldly replied - half-laughing a second later and moving away from Michael altogether. Instead, you faced towards Hannibal and the others with false courage, narrowing your eyes. "You...want me...to forgive you?"

"Uh-oh, I think you broke her~" The dream demon murmured into his ear mischievously, appearing right next to him while you internally snapped.