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Look change

This time you had surprised Mike.

It was normal for you to have changes in your look, a new haircut, new clothes or even different ways of doing your makeup. Mike loved every one of those little existential crises you had at least once a year. Abby adored your slightly long hair, she liked to style it or simply admired it for how cute it looked; Your hair was naturally dark brown, it almost looked black.

Mike loved your hair much more, the softness it had and even though sometimes it was uncontrollable thanks to the frizz he still told you how beautiful you looked. It had been 2 years since the last time you had a haircut, Christmas time was approaching and it was thanks to Abby that you had the idea of ​​a change, again.

That happened one day when you took an old box that held all your memories to the Schmidt house. Both Mike and Abby were excited to see what you were like in the 90s and great was their surprise when they saw that you were not what they thought. they imagined.

"You were a rockstar!" Abby exclaimed, taking photos of the box. "I was goth, Abby," you responded with a tender smile as you also looked at the photos. "What a beautiful time."

Mike looked surprised at the photos of his girlfriend. Even though in the images he did not use his characteristic hairstyles that corresponded to that style, he did use makeup and boy did he like it because in all of them he had it along with his black boots.

"It's not so difficult now to imagine you like that," Mike said, looking at you and then smiling, "it's just that, right now everything makes more sense." And it was true, even though now you no longer wear clothes as flashy as the dresses and big, heavy black boots were, you still dressed in black things and there were times when you wore makeup but nothing out of the ordinary.

You liked it that way, it made you feel comfortable in your daily life to carry out your obligations such as keeping your job and sometimes taking care of Abby. Only when you could, of course, that was Mike's excuse for you to stay the night.

"You had green hair! Impossible!" Abby shouted with notable surprise with the photo in her hand, Mike quickly took it from her to look at his girlfriend with light green hair and black tips, she was wearing a long black dress. and she was sitting on the trunk of a fallen tree while laughing with her friends.

Now in the present you were nervous, since that day you felt like changing your hair color but to something that your teenage self could do without a problem even though you weren't old enough for it to look strange but you did feel out of place. Any inappropriate comment could easily hurt you at this time.

Mike on the other hand had picked up Abby from school, today he had the day off so he could calmly be with his favorite girls at home. She got out of her car, noticing that you had already arrived thanks to the white car that was in the garage. Abby was the first to enter the house while her brother yelled at her not to run or she could fall and hurt herself.

The girl started looking for you all over the house while Mike headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"Abby" you said leaving the bathroom in silence, the girl turned around to go hug you as usual but she was surprised to see you and just yelled "what happened to you?!" That caught Mike's attention, it alarmed him a little and that caused him to practically run towards where you were but he stopped immediately when he noticed your new appearance; You had blue hair and you had cut it to your shoulders.

You were crouched down so Abby could get a better look at your hair and start slowly running her fingers through your hair and she had an expression of love at how cute she looked. "Can I paint it too?" I ask, looking at her brother with a smile. "When you grow up and you pay for it," he responded sarcastically, making the girl look bad for his response. "I can buy you a wig" you commented as you stood up straight so that Mike could see you better.

Literally in the boy's mind Schmidt made a circuit when he saw you better, you were fucking beautiful. Apart from your new hair, you had on a black outfit that made your figure stand out; You were wearing pants that were somewhat tight around the hips and thighs but ended in a bell while the shirt was long-sleeved mesh that left your shoulders visible and finally you had a corcet that covered your breasts giving a heart shape and to finish you were wearing boots that made you look 6 centimeters taller than your boyfriend.

Mike was delirious right now and his shocked expression wouldn't go away. You thought that maybe you looked out of place because of your age or the Gothic style was simply not to his taste.

"How do I look?" You asked nervously, you wanted to appear calm but his silence scared you. The boy blinked several times to collect his thoughts and not have a verbal vomit but he only said "I don't know what to say" he confessed "you look...so fucking good, god, I thought he changed it would be a haircut but this surpassed my expectations." .

You laughed at his words, maybe they weren't as sweet as you expected but they were enough to brighten up that moment of your day because at night when Abby is fast asleep in her room, Mike won't hesitate to demonstrate how your new style works. It can get hot in two seconds.

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sorry for the spelling errors 🍒💓

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okay hear me out... mike schmidt with goth!fem!reader (be warned: i'm not goth so this might not be very accurate lol)

he met you while he was working at the mall, eyed you from across hot topic. despite your intimidating black clothes, chains, and eye makeup, you had one of the sweetest smiles he'd ever seen, instantly drawing him to you. you said good morning to the worker with one of those perfect smiles and he immediately felt butterflies in his stomach.

he started hanging out at the hot topic more frequently. he began to pick up on your schedule, too. you'd usually come on Saturday's between 12-3pm, circle through the food court and your favorite stores (one time he even caught you at Victoria's Secret, but didn't go in, for obvious reasons). he felt a little creepy, but it wasn't like he was stalking you, just keeping you safe (this was his bullshit excuse). some part of you was simply magnetic, pulling him in like a siren, wrapping him around your finger so tightly he never wanted to be let go.

after a few weeks or so of this same routine, he got fired for beating up a man in broad daylight, and had to get a shitty job at Fazbear's Pizzeria. the only part of that job he missed was you, but his yearning would soon come to an end. he went on various apps, websites, whatever he could to find a babysitter for abby while he was at work, when he found your profile on one of the apps. you were around his age, lived in the same town, and were looking for a job as a babysitter. perfect! he got in contact with you shortly after, and you were fast to reply. you set up a day, time and location, and the next night you were there, knocking on his door.

it was as if the closer he got to you, the prettier you were. pink lips overlined with black liner, flared black jeans paired with a Siouxsie and The Banshees t-shirt, eyeliner so sharp it could probably poke him and black converse covered in doodles. you were more casual than usual, obviously, but god, you were beautiful. you hit him with one of your dazzling smiles, introduced yourself to him and abby (abby instantly liked you), and he went off to work, the scent of your sandalwood perfume on his mind.

you got closer over the months you babysat abby. he came home early in the morning, but you always made breakfast (not only were you beautiful, but amazingly sweet). he didn't pay you as consistently as you originally hoped he would, but you were begin to grow a crush on him, so you didn't really mind. it got to the point where you two even exchanged numbers, using work as an excuse, but you mostly talked and sent memes to each other. but what he admired most about you is how good you were with abby. you guys drew together, watched cartoons together, laughed together, you even did tarot readings for her. abby would fill him in on every little detail of your night together, start to finish. she adored you, and you adored her, which only made him fall harder for you.

the love confession was unexpected, but really sweet. he had invited you over for dinner before he went to work, which he often did, but after you put abby to bed and sat down on the couch with him...

"thanks for everything you do for us." he blurted suddenly. your face suddenly felt very warm, and you bashfully replied.

"it's no big deal, really. i like spending time with abby..." fuck it, you thought. "and with you." you stared at each other for a moment, tension in the air, before he kissed you. slowly, softly, easing you into it. it got heated quickly, and one thing left to another, and he was forty minutes late for work (but it was so worth it).

a/n: okay, this wasn't as focused on the goth part as I wanted it to be, but wtvr. i'll be doing headcannons for goth!reader later!! for now, here's some backstory lol

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Back

It was night, very night. The clock on the white microwave in the house's kitchen read 4:30 in the morning.

Mike was driving home, he had decided to leave early from his job as a guard at the restaurant because he felt his head was starting to hurt and his vision was blurry from lack of proper sleep and let's be honest, this abandoned restaurant full of children's things that They had gloomy vibes and were not a good place to rest.

He stopped his car when he was in front of his house and in an attempt to be calm, he got out of his car to enter the house while praying that the door wouldn't make a sound since he didn't want to wake you or Abby. He took off his jacket and left it on the small individual chair they had, he looked around, noticing how the lights were completely off. He directed his attention to the kitchen and approached the microwave, noticing a plate with food inside; It was the dinner you had prepared with Abby to distract her a little from her drawings.

Mike had thought about warming up the food a little but that meant making noise and he obviously didn't want that, so he just ate three spoonfuls of the cold food and put it back in the microwave. Taking off his tie he headed towards the room he sometimes shared with you the nights you didn't have to study for college so you could stay and help him with Abby too. He noticed that the door to his room was open and he quickly approached, expecting your presence in his bed, but to his surprise you were not there and that seemed strange to him, he directed his gaze towards his sister's room and noticed the door closed, so with Silent footsteps approached and slowly opened the door, finding a great surprise that made his heart grow with love.

In the room there was a large fort made of pillows and long sheets, inside was the bed mattress and next to it was another mattress that was used for camping. Abby slept in her corresponding bed while you continued to sleep peacefully at her side, Mike watched them with infinite tenderness, he could expect many things when he returned home such as: disaster in the kitchen or living room, drawings everywhere, You and Abby covered in mud from playing outside, letting street animals in, and many other stories, but, this was something he would like to see more often and he was glad he left work early or he would miss this scene.

He quickly took off his work clothes, leaving them in her room and then grabbed a shirt and some comfortable pants to sleep in.

Before leaving his room, he grabbed a pillow and headed to Abby's room to lie down next to him. He made a small smile when he noticed that you had bunny ears on your head and paint on your nose and mouth; Clearly Abby had made you up like a white rabbit.

Mike slowly removed the bunny ears from you and left them still to the side and then lay down next to you slowly and carefully so as not to wake up, which he managed to do. You quickly turned towards him, still asleep, and hugged him, receiving the warmth and characteristic aroma of him and he simply let himself be carried away by your presence and finally falling asleep.

Needless to say, he woke up thanks to Abby who asked him what he was doing sleeping in the castle that "The Carrot Queen" and "Princess Fluffy" had made.

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arrival home

Mike loved your hugs and specifically when he came home after work, no matter what shift he had, or how many hours he had spent doing his homework; He always waits for you to receive him with a tender smile and a big hug.

With that action you only made him understand that he was finally home.