#horrorslashers

Vincent extended a hand and pushed a loose strand of hair out of their face. His fingers rested on their cheek a bit longer, feeling their warmth. He couldn't help but let his hand wander. It traveled down to their neck, over their sternum and down to their abdomen. He tried to remember every single detail, every scar and every mole he met.

Retreating his hand he leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to their forehead. They stirred in their sleep and smiled a little. Vincent let his head fall on the mattress next to their face and hid his bashful smile in their neck.

"I love you," he whispered and kissed their neck lovingly, "so much.".

|Bo|

the heated kind

Their eyebrows furrowed and he rolled his eyes at them. Their shouting made his ears hurt. He wanted it to stop.

So he shouted back, anger and annoyance clearly audible in his voice.

Tears suddenly dwelled in their eyes and they grew silent. Bo felt a shock of pain go through his heart at the sight and rushed forward. His arms quickly caught them and even though they scratched and hit him he didn't let go.

He let them cry in his chest and they slowly stopped trying to escape. Bo still tightened his grip and lovingly caressed their back and hip.

He attached his lips to their hair and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry darlin'. You know I love you. I'm so sorry.".

|Lester|

the proud kind

Bo flinched at the sound of their angry voice shouting at him. He tried to interfere and say something but they threw him a burning glance and he shut his mouth. Motioning with their hands, they argued with him until Bo let his head hang low and muttered a silent apology.

They smiled proudly and put their hands to their hips. Sending a Bo a last hateful look, they turned around and marched towards Lester.

Their steps were energetic and proud and they grinned upon seeing Lester grin. As soon as they reached him he opened his arms and enveloped them in a hug, pressing his forehead against theirs in the process.

"Wow." he said breathlessly and sent them a proud grin, "I love you.".

|Baby|

the flirty kind

She circled her hips and watched them shamelessly gaze at the movements of her hips. Giggling she gripped the pole and swung around, her pretty body moving in ways god never intended it to.

Their eyes never left Baby's body as she finished her performance with a split. They applauded jokingly and she giggled as she arose from the uncomfortable position.

Baby walked down the stage and into the empty room, her only visitor being them. They smiled at her as she approached their seat.

Then they extended their arms and Baby gladly took the offer, sinking down on their lap. Her forehead rested on their shoulder and they wrapped their arms around her. She smiled mischievously and slowly kissed their neck. Leaving little bites here and there her lips slowly moved up to their mouth. Baby finally pressed a passionate kiss on their lips, biting their lip in the process.

"I love you." she then stated and winked at them, "I love you very much.".

|Otis|

the annoyed kind

Otis couldn't help but rest his forehead in his hands upon seeing them try to grab something from the upper shelf. While their darted out tongue and concentrated expression was adorable, he still felt amusement at their blindness. There was literally a stool right next to them yet here they were, on their tiptoes trying to reach the box of cereal with their finger tips.

They smiled upon seeing Otis' expression and giggled, "Oh no, seems like I can't reach my food. What a tragedy that there's no strong man around to help me.".

Otis now groaned but he stepped forwards and grabbed their hips. Lifting them up a few inches they snatched the cereal and he let them down again. Turning around, they pressed a chaste kiss on his cheek and chuckled. "Thank you strong man," they thanked him jokingly. "I love you." they then added and gave him a proper kiss.

The white haired man groaned again and rolled his eyes, "Whatever”, he grumbled the last part quietly, “I love you too."

|Billy Loomis|

the surprised kind

Stu groaned at Billy's agitated rumbling about something. He always ended up like this. As soon as he found something to talk about he didn't stop, especially when the topic was Horror-movies.

Stu grimaced at them and stood up. After quickly saying goodbye Billy immediately started rambling again. They couldn't help but chuckle at his excited expression.

Billy looked up at the sound and stopped mid-sentence. They were actually listening to him. Oh wow.

He was used to people ignoring his words when he got excited about something. That usually led to him shutting up about his personal interests but they were actually listening to him.

He chuckled in surprise and leaned forward to kiss them. They kissed back, surprised at the sudden passionate action.

Billy leaned back a few inches and laughed again, astonishment audible in his voice.  His forehead rested against theirs and he smiled, "I fucking love you.".

|Stu Macher|

the loving kind

They laid on on the grass, fingers intertwined and eyes gazing up at the stars in the sky. It was early in the morning or very late in the evening, it depends on how you want to see the situation.

After a while Stu's head turned and he looked at their side profile. They smiled and tried to ignore his gaze wandering over their features.

A few seconds later their head turned as well and their eyes met his. They grinned, "Why are you staring at me, you're supposed to look at the stars.".

Stu just smiled back and extended his hand to cup their cheek.

"I love you." he whispered quietly and they turned around, giggling like a lovesick teenager.

|Brahms|

the needy kind

"Y/N..." the brunette whined, their name drawn out to annoy them. Brahms didn't get an answer.

He crossed his arms and pouted, "Y/N... pretty pleaseee..." he mewled again and they sighed.

Brahms noticed that they were slowly breaking and smirked. "Y/N.." he tried one last time, this time seductively.

They stopped what they were doing and slammed their hands down. "What Brahms?" they said, reserved anger visible and audible.

"Don't you think I should get some attention? I think I deserve some. Y/N I love you and you love me and lovers usually give each other attention. Pretty please Y/N." Brahms begged now, his eyes pleadingly focused on their face.

They sighed and dropped the rug they've been cleaning with. Brahms squealed as they walked over to him and opened his arms. A smug grin was visible on his face as their body hit his in a hug.

|Josef|

the outraged kind

Their sigh sounded annoyed and Josef gulped.

"Josef we've talked about this." they said while massaging their temples.

"I know, I know but look at it. Isn't it pretty?" he wrapped an arm around their shoulders, "I made it for you.". The smile he send them after the sentence was proud and loving.

"But why Josef? Why?" they said, resignation in their voice.

Josef let go of their shoulder and sent them an outraged look.

"Why?" he repeated and scoffed, "Because I love you?". Outraged he turned around and pouted.

They laughed at his temper tantrum and hugged him from behind. Their head rested on his back, "I love you too, you man-child.".

|Thomas|

the shy kind

It was warm but not too hot, a nice change. Summer in Texas was always horrible but the evenings were okay. Cold wind caressed their faces and the scent of cigarettes hit their nose.

Thomas was sitting next to them on the porch, eyes closed and mask off. He looked so calm, so relaxed. It made their heart swell.

They slowly snuck over to him, a playful smile painting their features. Thomas opened his eyes as they sat on his laps and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Turning red, he wrapped his arms around them and placed his chin on their shoulder.

They smiled and placed their fingers on his shoulders, massaging the tense muscles.

Thomas hummed in appreciation. He whispered a quiet "I love you." against their skin and they laughed quietly.