“do you feel loved by me?”

pairing: slashers x reader, ian mckinley x reader, nick jones x reader

includes: slashers asking you if you feel loved by them, insecurities, fluff, cursing, kissing, mentions of sex

authors note: this isn’t my best, plus i wrote it in class so please be nice

michael myers

you and micheal were perched on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder as the tv played some sappy chick flick. you smiled as the boy kissed his girl in the rain, leaning further into michael who now had a furrow in his brow. he cleared his throat, and you looked up. he searched your eyes, wondering if you longed for something like that, something sweet and pure…something he couldn’t give you. “do you..” he trailed off, his voice raspy from a lack of using it, “do you feel loved by me?” and the almost broken look in his eye brought tears to yours. you nodded, afraid that if you spoke your voice would break and you’d ruin this moment. you placed a kiss on his cheek, “of course i feel loved by you, michael.”

bo sinclair

bo watched as you smiled towards the couple that had recently wandered into town. your eyes trained on the boy who held his girlfriends hand and leaned down for a kiss every five seconds. he frowned, trying to remember the last time he saw a smile so big on your face. did you want that? that sweet, puppy type of love? the kind you saw in the movies? the kind bo so desperately wanted to give you but just…couldn’t. you glanced his way, feeling his gaze burning into your side. you walked towards him, a frown etched on your face after seeing the look on his. “is everything okay?” you asked, your voice soft. he shook his head, “you feel loved by me, right darlin?’” your mouth parted, shocked at the vulnerability laced in his words. “bo…” you trailed off, bringing your hand up and placing it on his face, he leaned into you and you felt like crying. “i always feel loved by you.”

lester sinclair

“you uh..” lester trailed off, glancing over at you, where you sat in the passenger seat of his truck, “you feel loved by me? don’t ya?” you frowned, trying to make eye contact with your boyfriend, but he kept his gaze trained on the road ahead. “where’s this coming from, lester?” he shrugged, “i know i’m not exactly the most…normal boyfriend out there. i just wanna make sure ya know i love ya.” you blinked, his words still processing when you scooted closer to him, thigh to thigh before resting your head on his shoulder. “i’ll always feel loved by you, baby.”

ian mckinley

you and ian walked through the doors to hellschool, fingers laced together as you maneuvered around the kids who didn’t know how to say excuse me. when the two of you saw a guy holding up a sign with some corny punch line asking his girlfriend to prom, ian had every intention to keep walking, but you insisted on stopping to see the girls reaction. ian watched as your face lit up, practically squealing when the girl said yes and hugged her boyfriend. he paused, stopping you with him. you looked up and he searched your eyes, “you know i love you…right?” you frowned, keeping your eyes locked onto his. “yea, baby, of course i know that.”

nick jones

nick heard you and carly giggling about some sweet, over the top gesture wade had done for valentine’s day. it made him think of his present, which was…a shared blunt and dollar store chocolate followed by sex. fuck…how could he be so stupid? you deserved better than that. he was so engrossed in his own self sabotaging thoughts that he didn’t even notice you coming up to him until you placed yourself in his lap, worry creased in your brow as you softly asked him if everything was okay. he nodded, but the frown you hated so much remained in his face. he looked into your eyes, and couldn’t help but wonder out loud, “do you feel loved by me?” you furrowed your brows, your heart breaking as you realized he was serious. “oh baby,” you whispered, cupping his face, “of course i feel loved by you. you make me so happy.”

Nothing bad or sad, just Lester being cute and blushy

And sum butiful y/n

Just imagine holding Lester’s face and just peppering kisses everywhere. Like just telling him how adorable he is and how handsome while giving Eskimo kisses as well Just smothering him with love while snuggling in bed, blankets wrapped around each other like a giant burrito