?Blood Lust? DBD x Reader Oneshots

Poggers the long awaited sequel to the first Michael x child reader (no pedophilia smh some of you thought otherwise. Like fr who tf would write about pedos on here 💀) so as you guys should hopefully know, sometimes my friend Jen will write in here (not often but sometimes) she wrote the first part and since so many of you loved it, she decided to write a part two. Now since this is a Oneshot book... This will be the last of the Lost oneshots. Anyway, we hope you enjoy and give Jen some love for writing this!

The stars shone brightly high in the sky. Thick mist covered the area around you, slightly limiting your sense of sight. You quietly stepped around the Demogorgon, and over others. Keeping yourself steady, and trying not to giggle to expose your location. Sneakily, you approached your destination, before jumping on the back of a man with blue overalls and a white mask.

"I caught youuu!~" 

Your tiny laughter slightly echoed throughout the air, as you felt the man stand up. Michael slouched, and heaved a heavy sigh, slightly flailing his arms behind his back to try and pry you off without hurting your small body. You laughed louder, attempting to dodge his arms from grabbing you. Eventually Michael gave up, and trudged over to a certain lady with a bunny mask. Anna clicked her tongue as she saw Michael approach, and snickered when she spotted a small figure latched onto his back. Anna twirled her finger, signaling Michael to turn around so she can take you off him. Your eyes widened and you grasped onto Michael tightly.

Anna gently grabbed your sides, watching as you squirmed about, trying to escape her clutches. She picked you up, and carried you in her arms, humming the lullaby that you've grown accustomed to.

 After a bit of humming, Anna put you down, letting you run free once again. You ran towards the Demogorgon, already having an idea in mind to what you wanted to do. You grabbed a big branch, dragging it with you as it left marks in the dirt. You giggled as you imagined your plan in your mind, already visioning the Demogorgon chasing the branch. Once you reached the Demogorgon, you pat its back, causing it to awaken from its slumber. The Demogorgon chittered, the noise giving a greeting to you. You put your hand out and the Demogorgon slowly pushed its head into your hand; a poor attempt at nuzzling, but it was good enough for you!

You grabbed the branch you took with both hands, and threw it as far as your small body could. 

". . ." 

It didn't go far. 

The Demogorgon still went after the brown stick nonetheless, bringing it back to you with a gooey substance coated on it. You didn't mind though, you always found the Demogorgon to be like a dog, just with a flower head. A um... flower head with teeth.. Still acts like a dog though! That was enough to satisfy you. As you kept attempting throwing the slimy branch, you didn't notice that Michael had been watching your small figure in the background, always keeping an eye on you.

He did care and worry for you like his own, not that he'd ever admit it to anyone. Sure he was a killer, but that didn't mean his entire humanity was shut off. He still had feelings, and one of those were maybe possibly fatherly love for you. Not like he'd admit it though... ever- Well maybe. But only to you. In his own way.. of heavy breathing?

Meh, you still understood his actions, and you knew he cared for you. Anyways, Michael walked over to you, and grabbed the stick from your hand before chucking it farther away. The Demogorgon roared, before sprinting its way towards the direction of the stick. You looked up at Michael, before making a grabby hands movement, wanting up. 

Michael chuckled silently and picked you up, before putting you on his shoulders. You yawned and felt your eyes start to flutter close. You flinched and tried keeping them open, but failing to. The Demogorgon brought the stick back, but noticed that you were getting tired. So it sat down and curled up, going back to the slumber it was having before. Michael kept you on his shoulders, while he made his way towards Anna. Anna would always hum her lullaby to you, making sleep come quicker and taking you into your mind's blissful abyss.

Michael sat down and had you lay in his lap, while the last thing you had heard was Anna's familiar lullaby soothing you to sleep.