Short stories

William Afton x reader

You're william afton's coworker. It's the end of the shift and you ask him if you can have dinner somewhere with him. Usually he'd disagree, but Henry, the man he was talking to, asks something and you reply with something about being as happy as a kid. You say that while staring at william, and he seems to almost choke on his water. You know about what he did. And now he's going to have to do something about it. He's going to have to kill you.
Of course, you know this, because you know this man well. You simply smile and wait, and he hesitantly nods. Henry seems surprised and he pats william on the shoulder, congratulating him.

Once you two finished getting ready to leave, you guys talk, never mentioning the incident. Eventually you two get to a fair, and william looks at you with a face that you call his ‘grumpy old man’ face. You already had the tickets so you give them to the worker at the entrance before walking in with William, and you get corn dogs and popcorn for you and him. You guys go on a few rides, and william keeps his grumpy old man face the whole time. But sometimes, you see that excitement in his gaze, and that small smile trying to show.

William had been complaining all night about how his legs hurt and he wanted to go home and rest. "Okay! Okay, this is the last ride, i promise." You say as you take him over to a huge rollercoaster. He grumbles a bit and sighs, nodding.

After the ride had started, you smiled at william as everyone waited for the drop. William ignores you, like he did on most of the other rides. You smile and let go of the handle, holding your hands up in the air. You enjoy the breeze for a bit, until you realize you're not on the ride on the more. The seatbelt was loose enough to the point where you easily slipped out. You fly into the air, filled with fear. The world seems to go in slow motion as you fall, and william was staring at you. You tear up and mouth the words “I love you” to him.
As you fell, you smiled and closed your eyes, letting death take you.
Your chest and nose felt like it was on fire. Are you dead?
You can hear sirens and shouting. You were being carried by someone. You start to cough a bit, but it seems like someone had already gotten most of the water out of your lungs. You open your eyes and look up to see william. He was running away from the fair with you in his arms. You slowly got the rest of your senses back and held onto him.

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This story is based off of a dream i had just now, and i decided to type it out before i forgot it.
Instead of falling and living, in my dream, i fell and died, since usually that's how it works. But most of the dream didn't make sense anyway.
Also in the story, you're somewhere in you're 20's, and william is somewhere between 20-40, maybe? Idk, your choice