“I’m hopeless without you.”
♡ Mike Schmidt x GN!Reader ♡
synopsis: on his day off, mike hears that you were involved in some freak accident at work. he wastes no time in getting dressed and driving to your workplace. however, when he calls you, something bizarre happens.
cws: hurt/comfort, established relationship, mike being a narcoleptic mess and a disaster pansexual (?), crying, confusing dreams for reality
~800 words | divider creds @firefly-graphics
Mike runs out into the living room, putting on his shirt as he rushed out of his bedroom.
Abby is lying on her stomach watching cartoons but turns her head at the sound of her big brother shuffling around and panting. “Mike?” She called for him.
“Y/n was involved in an accident. I don’t have time to call anyone to watch you, so get your shoes on. We’re going to find them.” He explained, hopping on one foot as he put his shoes on. He grabbed the keys as Abby slipped her little Mary Janes on.
The two Schmidts went outside and Abby rushed to the backseat on the passenger side of Mike’s car.
Mike got the front door of the house locked after a moment (as trying to do anything with trembling hands is understandably very difficult). Mike slammed on the gas after hurriedly backing out of the driveway, and he pulled out his flip-phone, selected your number on it, and put it to his ear. Every time, however, he was sent to voicemail. He left a message every time he was.
“Y/n, it's me, Mike.”
“If you're alive, Y/n, please reach out if you can.”
“Please Y/n, I- I'm hopeless without you.”
“Okay. The third time wasn't the charm, neither was the fourth. Maybe the fifth time will be the one? I dunno. I have no idea if or when you'll hear this, but... Ever since I've known you, I've felt... So at home. You're the only person I know who seems to care about me, and- I… I can't lose you. Please.” Mike said into the phone.
“Mike?” Your voice came from the receiver, laughing slightly.
Mike’s heart nearly leaped out of his ribcage. “Y/N?!” He shouted. He was so alarmed because your voice sounded perfectly okay. “This- isn't some sort of prank, right?” He whispered in denial.
Your airy chuckles came crackling over the phone. “Mike, I'm okay. I'm at work. I just went on break and saw you were sending me like, three or four voicemails. Is everything okay?” You asked him seriously now.
Mike pulled over on the side of the street and teared up in disbelief. He ran a hand through his hair after putting the car in Park.
Abby was very confused by this entire situation. She was looking out the windows with her brows scrunched. “What's going on, Mike?” She asked.
“Ah, I hear a certain little girl is there with you?” You teased.
“Yeah, uh…” Mike mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. “Listen, I- I have no idea what happened. I just heard you were in danger and I panicked and didn't think things through and-”
“Oh, Mike. I'm coming over to you. Are you out of the house already?” You asked.
“I'm… right next to your work building, actually.” Mike chuckled breathily.
“Ah, I see. I'll be right out, okay?” You told him.
“M’kay.” He muttered, sniffling slightly, causing you to frown.
“I’ll see you outside.” You said before hanging up.
Mike pulled into a parking spot in front of your workplace and you walked right out the front door and trotted towards his car. He couldn't believe it.
There you were, perfectly fine and alive. You got in on the passenger side of the car. “Hi, Mike.” You greeted him softly.
And just like that, the man crumbled, and tears spilled. He hid his face in his hands and his shoulders shook with each sob.
“Oh, come here, buddy.” You cooed, unbuckling his seatbelt and hugging him over the console between the both of your seats. You pet his messy hair softly. Clearly, he had been in a rush to get here to you, for he didn't have the time to brush his hair and get himself tidy. “It's okay. I'm here, I'm okay, I'm alive.” You whispered reassuringly, holding him to your chest as best as you could in this awkward setting of the front seats in his car.
Eventually, you had all gotten home and you made dinner, as you felt obligated to, considering you unintentionally scared Mike that day.
Once Abby was sent to bed, Mike revealed that he had a dream that you had gotten into an accident at work, and to him, it felt so real that he believed it was reality.
“I’m so sorry that happened, baby. Dreams are so weird.” You told him, hugging him for the nth time that night.
Mike had a special little spot under your chin and on your collarbone where he could just bury his face into. He whimpered softly, holding your shirt in his balled fists.
You kissed his forehead softly as he relaxed in your arms, moving his head down so it was now in your lap, resting against your thighs and using them for pillows. You played with his hair and hummed softly, the quiet sound of your singing gently lulling him to sleep, and soon you found yourself joining Mike in the realm of dreams.
>> end.
story written by @beesonhoneytoast. characters belong to five nights at freddy’s © 2014
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In the best version of reality we would get a Flash storyline wherein the Justice League, the Titans, Young Justice and every other superhero is mind controlled except for the speedsters. With the entire might of DC greatest hunting them down the speedsters have a dumb idea. A very very dumb idea.
See, speedsters are able to control what age they are and, while only Bart and Jay have ever seriously messed around with that ability, they need a wildcard move that won't be predictable.
What would a bunch of mind controlled superheroes not expect? What would immediately mark them as not a threat and allow them to sneak around in plain sight?
They disguise themselves as middle schoolers.
Jay and Barry get lucky. No one knew them as children and they aren't really recognizable as children so they get away with being 12.
Wally, Bart and Ace not so much. Half of the superhero community knew these three as children so they are forced to go even younger to be unrecognizable. All three settle on 6 because they refuse to compromise their ability to run.
The plan is to sneak into a class trip touring the Hall of Justice and then sneak away from the group to 'go to the bathroom'. The bathrooms are right above the Halls boiler room so then all they would have to do is vibrate through the floor and bam! They're through security undetected and have access to Hall.
What they don't take into consideration is that A) while Wally, Bart and Ace are used to being on high stakes missions as a child, Jay and Barry are not, Barry's on the verge of an anxiety attack and Jay CAN'T LIE B) as children none of them had the same control over their speed or their focus, which becomes very apparent when all five of them get so wrapped up in a pokemon battle that they don't notice Wonder Woman taking over the tour and, most importantly, C) Wally couldn't vibrate through objects without blowing them up until he was an adult.
They relearn that last one the hard way when the bathroom floor explodes and the Hall immediately goes into lock down.
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