Loverboy×•× Gregory x fem/nb reader (FNAF Security Breach)

rises the sun (pt.1/intro)

(plz be gentle with the hate. Am softy. Enjoy ☺️)

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Y/ns POV:. 'wow, its chilly. Good thing that I brought a spare jacket and some gloves. It's 52-5° and I'm used to warmer weather. Hm, anyways I,ll warm up. I have an extra warm boba, so it okay. Just glad to get out more, it's pretty quiet in town as well. So I'm sure that it won't be anything to much, and it's not like anyone will figure out my abilities-"

*Sneeze. Sob*
*Cough*
"wh-y"

'who the....hell was..that? They sound like they're sick'

This was weird, and not an everyday encounter, not for me, at least. I walked twords the upsetting noises and realized how sketchy it was.
'wow,an ally way...how..-'

*Cough cough*

'strange' while walking into the alley, I looked around and spotted a..box. the box was all saggy and worn-out.  I quickly turned around to make sure no jerks were tricking me, and a finale look around at my surroundings.
This box was definitely where the sounds were coming from. I still have to be careful tho, I'm just a minor.

*Opens box*

"huh- a kid? Hm, as to be expected-"

???: "wh- who are you?! Why are you here!?-" *sneeze*

Y/n: well, why are you here? Don't you have uh- parents?- well anyways, here lemme give you a hand-"

??? (Gregory: "I don't need your help!"
*Sniff*

Y/n: "uhm...your literally shaking..are you so sure about that, and your sick-"

??: "I just..said that..I..I don't need..your..hel.."
*Goes unconscious*

Y/n: "yeah..right."

*Puts spare jacket around the boy*
*Carys brides maid style*

'the forest is a little far..my legs or, arms will hurt and feel numb..oh well'

*(After getting there)*

'ughhh...so tired..I have to take care of this stranger first...'

'i should not be lazy, lets just start...'

*Takes off jacket*
' this kid soaking up...this flower should fix that'

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'there..but he's still dirty...ehm....ah!'

*After using flowers to clean and change him*

'much better..'
'he has a slight cut on his cheek, lemme just..'

*Whipes with achohol*

??: 'hm..'
*Shifts*

Y/n; "mustve stinged, sorry.."

*Puts bandaid on cheek*

'hm, mk..looks like there nothing else'

*Grabs Theraflu and makes the boy swallow it*

Y/n: "hm, he should be good"

*Combs fingers through hair*

???: "mh.."

'ah, so he's touch starved..that's nice. I am to. Time to put him in a quest room. It doesn't matter wich, there are six of the after all.'

'this one looks fine, I- oh, there's my cat. Well anyways, lemme put him down and cover him up.'