Freddy Krueger x reader
You were sweating-no boiling in the heat of this summer's day, on the couch placed in the living room of Michael Myers' house. He was gone though, along with Jason and you didn't know where Freddy was. Not that you necessarily cared, but it would be nice to know where his is and how long you would be left alone. You had been living with the slashers for going on 4 years now and you were pretty content with living there. You groaned, the air conditioning didn't work and you didn't own a fan. You were already in shorts and a tank-top and really didn't want to take off any more clothing. " .Hell." The words slipped off of your tongue and hung in the thick air.
"That would explain why you're still here." Freddy spat, more than likely trying to be playful. His tone would suggest otherwise, though. Often times you would get upset with the the things he said, the comments he made and the tone of voice he gave you. But you sucked it up and mentally forgave him every time. Today was not a wise day to be rude to you. It was hotter than hell, and you weren't feeling too well anyway.
"Go away, Krueger." You hissed, throwing a pillow in his direction, probably missing him.
"And why the hell would I listen to you?" He barked, venom lacing his words as they met your ears.
"Because I fucking told you to leave." You growled angrily, putting a pillow over your face to hide your tears. You had began crying and you didn't need him knowing it. You knew he'd call you weak and a crybaby. But he heard it in your voice, the way it shook. He saw your lip quiver.
"(Name), are you okay?" Freddy's concerned and worried voice made your heart stop.
"What?" You asked, slowly removing the pillow and sitting upright. His eyes went eyed. Your eyes were red and puffy, your cheeks were red too.
"Are you okay?" He asked again, locking his gaze on yours. His eyes held regret, and pain as he looked deep into yours. "What-did I make you cry?" He looked so sorry, like he had just lost something he loved. You hiccuped and began to sob as he sat down beside you. He pulled you into his arms and rubbed your back gently. "Shhh." He whispered. "I...I'm sorry." He whispered so very quietly.
When you regained the ability to speak without bursting into tears all over again, you explained all that had been going on. Which included your feelings toward him. You'd developed a crush on the dream devil and tried so very hard to hide it. "I never even knew." He finally responded. But before you could say anything else, his hands held you on either side of your face-without the glove- and his lips locked on yours.
The two of you looked over when you both heard a loud bang and the sound of shattering glass. Michael and Jason stood there in the doorway. Jason shoved Michael and Michael rolled his eyes, handing Jason a $20 dollar bill. "You bet that we would kiss?" You asked and shook your head. "Of course you did." You laughed before Freddy stole another kiss.
~The End~