Monty x female reader FNAF Security Breach

Consistent stares

"Uh, s-sure thing, kid" you claim awkwardly, not wanting the child to notice the hand on your backside. "Come on! Don't just stand there!" he called, pouting. You move towards the child, realizing that the hand was no longer squeezing you. "Was I just imagining things?" you question yourself, confused. "Hurry up!" the child whined, getting closer to you. 

You quickly snap out of your trance and jump down from the stage, sneaking puzzled glances at the gator, behind you. "He's still completely quiet and immobile..." you ponder. The kid grabs on to your arm, dragging you to the playtime area, to participate in a game of hide and seek with the rest of the children, until the event was over. 

The next day you enter the gigantic building, accompanying the spoiled boy back to his favorite place. You instinctively scan each area, searching for the green animatronic, almost paying no attention to Gregory. You place yourself in the same empty chair, waiting patiently for the animatronics' daily performance, slightly embarrassed by your excitement. 

You eye the stage, observing the staff, as they positioned the robots in their assigned spotlight. You stared at Monty, noticing how his eyes, met with yours. You blushed "what a weird coincidence" you giggle awkwardly to yourself. As the concert started, you stayed seated, eyes focused on your favorite animatronic. Somehow though, his eyes were still looking in your direction, piercing you with his gaze, hypnotizing you with his stage presence.

You blush, utterly mesmerized by the gator's: dancing, singing, guitar playing, all while he was staring at you, the entire time. At the end of the show, the cast members stepped off the stage, greeting the children, repeating their automated sentences, asking the kids if they wanted to take a picture with them, encouraging the children to use their Faz-cam. Most of the characters approached a general group of kids, but Monty didn't, getting closer to you at your table. 

Your heart skips a beat as a red decorates your already flushed cheeks. You gulp as the giant robot towers over you, almost as if he were looking down on you. "You want a picture kid?" he snickers, in his lower voice. "Uh, sure" you stutter, slowly getting up from your seat. "I'll take the picture!" Gregory claimed, seemingly coming out of no where. "Thanks little guy" Monty smirked, placing a hand behind you, on your lower back. The child began to fumble with his camera "one second, I'm almost there" he stated, flipping the camera over. 

The animatronic's hand slowly lowered, making it's way to your ass. You let out a yelp, quickly turning you head, facing the green male. "There!" Gregory spoke, proud that he finally fixed his camera. "Say cheese kid" the gator stated, giving you a sly grin, gripping your backside. "(Y/N)! That's not a smile!" the child cried, looking at the photo he just took, noticing your furrowed brows. "Yeah, sorry" you stutter, flustered. "Smile!" Gregory called, taking another picture, as you force an embarrassed smile.

"See you later" the robot spoke, releasing his grip, letting out a low chuckle. "I definitely did not imagine it last time" you think to yourself, as your heart pounded out of your chest. "Look at the photos I took" Gregory stated, gripping onto your shirt, trying to get your attention, but you hardly noticed him. Your mind was completely elsewhere, as you watched the taller animatronic's back, leave you there. 

The following days were similar, Monty would primarily: approach you, talk to you, touch you and so on. He sung directly to you from the stage, getting on one knee, staring deeply at you. He would always make eye contact during his concert. He advanced towards your table, daily, asking you if you wanted to take a photo. He would grab your ass, or lightly graze it, as you timidly allowed him to do so, blushing a deep shade of pink. And just like that, another week ended and another event was to be held for the year pass members. 

You were looking forward to the occasion, acting all giddy just thinking about the green robot. Twirling your hair, kicking your feet and screaming into your pillow every time he crossed your mind. You arrived to the event with Gregory and his family, nervously glancing around, looking for the man invading your thoughts. "(Y/N) don't feel the need to keep an eye on Gregory tonight, okay?" the mother spoke, confirming her previous statement. You nod, quickly making your way to the atrium, almost running, from how excited you were. 

You arrive to the gigantic area, completely void of your favorite animatronic. Saddened by the absence of Monty, you quietly place yourself in one of the empty seats. "Why am I so obsessed with that perverted guy anyways?" you question softly, whispering. As an image of the reptile flashed in your mind, a light pink decorated your cheeks, confirming your feelings for him. You sigh embarrassed by your previous excitement in wanting to see Monty. 

"(Y/N)! What are you doing here by yourself?" Gregory called, followed by a large group of children his age. "Oh, nothing really" you giggle awkwardly, not wanting to admit your true motive. "Oh okay, but if you were looking for Monty, he was in his green room" the brat states, shrugging his shoulders smugly. "I'm headed to to Bonnie's bowling area with my friends" he continues, waving you goodbye. 

You blush, ashamed that Gregory found out why you were really there. After the children left the area you make your way towards the green rooms. Only to find a friendly face, exit his own room. "Hey superstar! What's your name?" the giant bear smiled wide. "Uhm, (Y/N)" you state timidly, glancing at the reptile's room. "(Y/N)? Oh! You must be the one Monty talks about recently" you blush hearing these words, thinking that the green male could possibly feel the same way.  "He also told me, you-" Freddy's sentence was cut off by an annoyed grunt.