Slashers as boyfriends scenarios/preferences/one shot

how you met pt2

Michael Myers :

As the holidays arrived you decided to go back to your hometown to spend some time with your parents. They started to get old and they had trouble taking care of themselves. Once you arrived there your parents asked you if you wanted to buy the house, you were an only child and they didn't want to sell it to strangers. You said that you'll think about it, the idea of living in your childhood house was making you happy for some reason. When you got upstairs in your room you felt someone look at you. You took a quick peek out the window and saw a man staring at you, he had a white face mask and a blue uniform. You weren't really afraid, maybe he was just trying to scare the kids nearby, it was almost Halloween. After that encounter you went to sleep. The next morning your mom woke you up saying that she had a letter for me. You quickly opened it. You read the letter in your head.

"Hello dear Y/N I hope you didn't forget about me. I received the news that you were coming back here and I was waiting to talk to you again. I kind of missed you, you being my only friend for so long and everyone scared you away saying that I was going to hurt you just like I did to my sister made you special to me. But know that I will never let you go. You were the only one who accepted me, why would I reject you? Well I hope that you'll reach out for me soon. -Michael." 

Without you really knowing it, tears fell down your face. He missed you... The boy that never showed emotions truly appreciated your efforts by befriending him. It really made your day. Since then you exchange letters, you tried to convince him to meet you but each time he refused saying that he doesn't want anyone to see you with him.

Jason Voorhees :

The Crystal Lake was your favorite place to hang out even as an adult. It was quiet, people often avoid this place because of the kid who drowned in the lake; Jason Voorhees. You simply think that he must surely like this place and rest in peace wherever he is. As your grabbing your phone to take some pictures you perceive some beautiful flowers which made you grab your sketchbook instead. As you start to draw you hear some noise around you, you look around but don't see anything. Maybe it was just a squirrel? You continued the drawing, it started to become really realistic. You were so proud of it! If only you had someone to show it to... Another noise came from right behind you. You jumped at the sudden sound of wood cracking. Maybe you unintentionally trespassed someone property? As your looking over your shoulder you saw a strange looking man, he was big and wore a hokey mask. As you examine him a bit you realized that his skin looked...weird. Like if it has been in the water for too many years, could it be Jason?

 Your eyes wandered to his hands and he was holding  a machete. The panic and fear were taking over you but he didn't look like he planned to kill you. He instead sat next to you, pointing your drawing with his finger. You handed him your sketchbook starting to relax a bit. He let out a fain groan and showed with his fingers the sign for you to "stay still". You waited a few minutes and he came back with even more flowers arranged as a bouquet. They were even prettier than the one you drew! You thanked him and started to draw them too. He again sat next to you and watched carefully every line you did on the paper. Once you finished it you showed it to him waiting for his reaction. He started to clap with his hands which made you blush. You then realized that it was getting late you told him that you needed to go home. You felt his eyes looking at you in a sad way. You then asked him if he'd like to walk you to your car, he smiled softly behind his mask. Once you were in you car you opened the window and told him that you'd be back tomorrow at the same hour. As you drove away he waved you back.

Freddy Krueger :

It was late at night and you got ready to sleep. You thought about the weird looking guy in your dream last night, did you create him? Why would you even think of someone like him anyway? He looked nice though. You shook your head, you had to stop thinking about him, during work you were really distracted because of him. Once you slipped in your bed you almost immediately fell asleep. Again there was this man, you looked attentively at him, his face was burned, he wore a hat and a stripped jumper, his hand was covered by a glove which had knives for fingers.