Michael Comforting You After a Nightmare (Male!Reader) Headcanons
a.n.: so im gonna apologize for taking so long to get this out, but I hope you like it!
(and also its like really bad but i hope the cuddling headcanons make up for it and I hope this is what you wanted?)
- Ever since you got to the Outpost, you had been having the same dream over and over again
- You were with your family, seconds before the blast
- When the nuke detonated you were left with nothing but a letter telling you where to seek asylum
- Every time you called out for a family member your voice echoed back to you, almost as if to mock you for what you had lost
- And every night you would wake up in a cold sweat trying to convince yourself that you were safe
- At least for now
- Until one night when Michael hears you calling out names in your sleep
- The nightmare had become too intense and you started shaking, worrrying Michael
- Michael was not one to show emotion in times of trouble, but you were different
- “Y/n? Are you okay? Why are you shaking?” His typically stoic face grew extremely concerned
- You tried to speak but your voice was strained from the stress
- “It’s just… everything I’ve ever loved is gone.”
- “That’s not completely true. You have me.”
- He moved the sheets on your bed to join you
- “And you know that I’d do anything to make you not feel this way.”
- You wrapped your arms around his body to cuddle
- He always seemed to be warm, even in the frigid bedrooms of the outpost
- The warmth shared between the two of you lulled you into a peaceful sleep, something you hadn’t had since before the blast
- It was nice
BONUS MICHAEL AND READER CUDDLING HEADCANONS:
- Michael is the little spoon and anyone who disagrees can FIGHT ME
- Michael doesn’t typically like to cuddle but if you’ve had a particularly stressful day he’s 100% down
- When you’re the little spoon, you always have to maneuver your way into the cuddle bc the boy is stubborn
- for someone who acts tough he gets BIG submissive when you cuddle
- like y’all look like a whole bunch of tangled up chords with your legs wrapped around each other and arms crisscrossed together