"Oh, (Y/n)~" Your mischievous boyfriend purred into your ear from behind; curling his arms around your waist before hauling you into a very tight hug. "Miss me? Because I missed you~"

"I was gone for about an hour." You dryly remarked, ignoring your thumping heartbeat and the dark shade of pink that coloured your cheeks. "So don't even try that on me."

"I wasn't trying anything. You just look a little...agitated there, that's all." Freddy commented innocently, resting his chin atop your shoulder and nuzzling it into the crook of your neck as he acted seductive.

"Maybe I look a little agitated because I had to deal with the crap from earlier and I'm exhausted...ever stop to think about that?" You raised your eyebrows and allowed sarcasm to shine straight through your tone; hating how easy it was for him to pick-up on your embarrassed emotions.

"Nobody said you had to admit your feelings to everybody before." The dream demon pointed out in a really condescending fashion, his warm breath fanning against your neck whilst your blush brightened considerably. "You could've just confessed to me and been done with it."

"Hey, there's no way I could've done that to the others—!"
"—After all, I wouldn't have minded~"
"Well, of course you wouldn't have!"
"Aww, what's wrong, princess~?"

"You're what's wrong!" You huffed in frustration, breaking free of his hold and spinning around to face him full-on. "Honestly, sometimes I think you behave like a jerk on purpose, y'know that?"

The Springwood Slasher merely grinned at your outburst, his amusement growing as he snatched up your right wrist with his left and yanked you back. "Who gives a fuck what you think?" He maliciously mocked - brushing your insult off like it was nothing while still pressing your buttons.

"I do!" You argued firmly, flashing him a fierce glare in return and standing up for yourself. "So watch how you speak to me. Got it?"

"Mm...Maybe I'll think about it." Freddy lazily responded, his hold on your left wrist tightening considerably while his bloodstained claws caressed the side of your face creepily. "Or maybe I'll just show you how much you mean to me~"

"Show me...?" Confusion flooded through your thoughts as you echoed his words - curiosity distracting you from your current aggravation. "And just how are you going to do that...?"

His sharp, metal fingernails stopped cradling your left cheek and decided to start stroking through your (h/c)-coloured strands of hair instead; his flirty movements making you feel extremely flustered. "Depends on how you want me to do that~" he wickedly retaliated, moving his head to lean against yours and get extremely close.

"Oh please." You rolled your eyes, "As if you cared enough to actually comfort me in a loving, boyfriend-girlfriend way."

"What, you don't trust me?" The demonic killer replied in a fake-hurt tone - trying to appear somewhat harmless.

"Would you trust you...?" You shot back with an are-you-serious type of attitude, your heavy heart now speeding up after his gloved hand ran through your locks of hair.

"When I was alive, I might have been a little naughty, but you can still trust me, princess. Promise~" He chuckled darkly - his hand releasing your wrist all of a sudden. Why, you ask?

Oh, only to wrap his arm around your waist and act even more suggestive, of course. "What is it with you?" You sighed, shaking your head and giving it your best to remain calm somehow. It wasn't really working, but—

"What do you mean?" Freddy interrupted with another one of his sly smirks, his sadistic behaviour increasing by the minute. "I haven't even done anything to you. Yet~"

"I mean, what makes you think I want to do something that provocative...?" Avoiding his glance, you stared down at the boiler room's ground and feebly clenched your fists - wondering whether or not you what you were saying was the truth.

"You know I love you~" The dream demon hummed obsessively, the bladed thumb on his right hand brushing over your skin before raising your chin up.

"You have a very funny way of showing it, let me tell you."
"Would it make you feel better if I said sorry?"
"No. It wouldn't."

"Good, because I wasn't going to." Freddy taunted childishly - entertained at the conversation you two were having without feeling any form of remorse or regret whatsoever.

"And you wonder why I think you're an absolute jerk." Shaking your head a second time, you hid a secret smile and held the top of his shoulders with both hands; finally seeing the humorous side of his little taunt. Wasn't going to? Asshole.

"Actually, I've never wondered that." The slasher spoke against your lips seductively, satisfied by how you were holding him. "Because I've never given a fuck."

Taking no notice of Freddy's words, you simply pressed your lips against his and enjoyed his response; the waist-holding becoming tighter and tighter whilst he lustfully kissed back. As the passionate kissing carried on, his gloved hand went back to cupping your left cheek and caressing it, the male clearly aroused. In fact, he was so aroused that he pulled away for a brief moment, clicked his fingers, and made a replicate cabin bed appear; pinning you down against the pillows and throwing you an unbelievably flirtatious look moments later. The making-out and snuggling definitely made you forget about earlier, your love for Krueger showing without a doubt and cheering you up during the process.

"How am I suppose to explain this to the others!?" You anxiously complained, clutching Freddy's familiar, red-and-green sweater and cuddling into his chest for comfort. "This is going to be like a repeat of a month ago!"

"Chill out, kitten. Tell 'em Freddy gave them to ya~" And so, just like you'd thought - Freddy had found your panicking to be particularly funny.

Now, in the morning, you'd have to deal with; a teary-eyed Norman, a pissed-off Michael and a furious Jason - all of whom would probably attack Freddy as soon as they got the chance to. And even though you didn't have a clue how Hannibal would react, it didn't take much to figure out that it was most likely going to be a negative thing. You just knew tomorrow was going to turn out to be as stressful as yesterday. So...what were you supposed to do...? Thinking back to the past, you bit your lip and let your mood fall - your thoughts clashing with one another while you wondered how to resolve said situation.

"You should know that messing with a dream demon and ignoring the Hypnocil pills won't end well."
"I...I never said I was—"
"You may not be messing with him, but it looks like he's been messing with you." "I think it would be in your best interests to stop interacting with him."

"He doesn't seem that dangerous though...not when it comes to me, anyway."
"Yes, he does seem to have some sort of soft spot when it comes to spending time with you...but I don't think that's a particularly good thing."

"So...what, you don't think I should spend time with him?" "I mean, I promised him that I wouldn't actually use the Hypnocil pills - and in return he promised me that he wouldn't try and attack me. It doesn't really seem like a bad trade—"

"—Do you really want to spend time with someone who is only letting you survive so they can give you love bites?"

"I think I'm going to go get some sleep now...like, for real." So, once you'd stopped thinking about the past, you used him as a pillow instead of the bed and let your eyes flutter shut, snuggling into his sweater. "Before I actually pass out."

"You're using me as a pillow?"
"Problem...?"
"I'm just saying, we could still have more fun~"
"No, Freddy. I'm going to sleep."
"C'mon, you know you want to, bitch~"
"NO!"