Daddy Issues | William Afton × Reader

good night

My feet met the cold floor, making me shrug my shoulders. I covered them with the blanket, but the attempt to warm up was pointless. Still covered in goosebumps, I carefully proceeded out of the already familiar room. There was nothing hinting on a presense of a harsh wind oustide like the last time, but now the whole house seemed to be frozen. Maybe it was the reason why my body was shivering violenetly, maybe not. I turned to the left and let out a shaky sigh, exploring the door in front of me.

Why did I even agree to this? I could continue working at Fredbear's as usual, but my mad simp ass couldn't miss the opportunity to help William out because apparently Mrs. Perez has been having trouble recently, unable to fullfill her duties. The idea of babysitting has always been repulsive, not making it any easier now by any means. On the contrary, the amount of responsibility on my shoulders was wild. Maybe some part of it was imagined by myself, but it wouldn't alter the situation. Having William home earlier than usual was rewarding, being the greatest relief that I have experienced lately.

Damnation.

And I'm having this moment exactly at this very time.

To be fair, he deserved this. No idea what he's thinking of me, but I don't fit as a babysitter - shall at least fit in a warmer bed.

The wooden door creaked silently, allowing me to come in unnoticed. The accomodation was painfully dark, thick curtains were shut, not letting even the slightest amount of light enter the bedroom. I made a decision to wait a little so my eyes will hopefully adjust. Still standing in the doorway, my feet began to freeze even more. Leaning on the doorjamb in order not to loose the balance, I rubbed my calve with my foot. I walked towards the bed as I realised that I was able to detect the outlines of it right in front of me.

My weight was placed onto the mattress while I cautiously observed William's reaction. He seemed to be asleep and I relaxed, lifting my cold feet from the floor to wrap them in the sheets. I made a cocoon of the blanket that I was previously covering myself with and pressed my back against Afton's. Trying to bring myself back to sleep was challenging, I was still impatient, anxiety burning deep inside my chest.

My feet wouldn't get warmer, so I turned on the other side and faced William's back. Getting under his blanket made me warmer, thankfully. I was unwilling to bother him with the touch, so I simply curled up next to him. A familiar scent hit my nose. It was faint, but nonetheless plesant. An immense urge to be as close to him as possible blazed my insides, almost tearing them apart. My arms wrapped tightly around William's torso, shaking slightly for an unknown reason. My mind was floating somewhere, overburduned. My heart was racing, my cheeks were hot, it was hard to breathe. But sensing his body so close to me was just what I needed, what I have been craving for so long.

William moved, turning around carefully. My tight grip loosened to allow him take a comfortable position, then my arms clasped around his frame again.

Words were unfitting. As my mind came back to Earth, I discovered myself lying atop of Afton, cheek pressed against his chest. His hands were caressing my back under the blanket. My breath became even, only to freeze as my eyes met William's.

- Sorry, - I murmured, - I didn't want to wake you up.

He only patted my head and a reassuring smile appeared on his face, causing me to glue my gaze to his thin lips. Slowly, my palms touched the man's face, caressing his cheekbones. In a moment, my lips brushed against William's slightly, causing him to let out an eager sigh. His hands squeezed my waist impatiently while I was kissing him, biting his lower lip. Afton responded with passion, his palms crawled under my t-shirt and travelled lower. I let out a soft moan, allowing the man to slide his tongue inside my mouth.