(Attempted sexual assault)
9:15 am
It was snowing outside, the sun sparkling off the flakes that fell. It was a beautiful sight really, but it also blinded you as you drove.
Sadly your boss did not cancel work today, even though there were like 3inches of snow. 5inches in some places, perfect for children and teens alike to have a snowball fight. You had left with a worried Springtrap in the house, he tried to keep you at home making excuses like "you'll get a cold" or "what if you get sick" to which you smiled at the memory and rolled your eyes. As you arrived at your destination, you sighed praying that your boss would stay as far away from you as possible. But as usual, you are unlucky... "ah [Y/N]" your boss Beckoned you "just in time~ I have a special job for you today! Come to my office..." 'Oh no...'
You walked into his office expecting the worse, and that's what you got. "So [Y/N]~ how was the storm? Your power goes out?" He asked in a flirty manner making your skin crawl. "With All due respect, sir, that does not concern you" his expression turned into a scowl. "It's not smart to disrespect your employer [Y/N]..." he hissed coldly. Just as you were about to speak...a stack of paperwork flew off his desk. There was no breeze in his office... 'Springtrap?' You felt a word being written on your arm by fingers. You could make out "yes". You focused again, feeling safer now that you knew that Springtrap was watching. "Sir what was the job you were giving me..?" Your boss was still staring at the fallen paperwork. "Pick up the paper that fell, then I'll tell you." He said in a calm tone. You walked over to where the papers fell and bent down to pick them up. You could feel your boss burning holes into your back. Setting the paper back on his desk, you saw he had grown a light pink on his face.
The thing was, you weren't wearing anything revealing. a long winter coat Covering all of you except the lower half of your legs. Maybe he was just that much of a pervert, and you knew what he wanted. But you wouldn't hesitate to tell the police. "Sir please tell me what you need, that way I can continue my job..." you plead in a dull, annoyed tone. He seemed to get aggravated and sat up from his desk. "Come here...now." He said bitterly. You listened, of course, you were willing to be put through whatever he was gonna do if it meant him being put in prison.
(Attempted sexual assault)
He pinned you to his desk, not giving you time to respond. He kissed you, trying to force his tongue into your mouth. You were fighting it back, but then he slipped his hand under your shirt, and you gasped not used to the touch. he managed to slip his tongue past your lips. You couldn't help but cry, you hated it he tasted disgusting. you were suddenly released as you saw the man in front of you...being choked, But with no one there to choke him. 'Springtrap' you gasped for air as you watched the man grasp his neck trying to live. 'Leave' a rich voice in your head spoke. Your eyes widened and you nodded. "If you can hear me, sir, I quit." You quickly ran out, not looking back. But from the large gasp of air you heard, Springtrap had let go. You got into your car, quickly turning the key.
——time skip——
You were sitting on the couch, with a giant rabbit clinging to you from the back. "I won't let you get hurt like that, never again..." he spoke into your neck. You sighed "I know, but I'm worried he'll blame me for you choking him.." you said. he growled in response "I would have snapped his neck if I could of.." you petted his thigh, soothing him in all his bundled up anger. He sighed and the animatronic eyelids closed. You spoke
"I'm glad you found me...I feel..safe in your arms" you felt his grip around you tighten. "It's nice to know someone does..." he purrs happily, leaning even more into your neck. You feel his breath escape out of the suit, making you shiver. "What time is it..?" You ask, hearing creeks of metal joints shortly after. "12:37pm.." he responds, a tint of disappointment in his voice. He knows this moment is about to end... "I'm sorry spring, I have to get up..." his grip tightens more... "warm.." he speaks...you wince at his pleading eyes. as much as you wanna stay, you have work to do... "wouldn't you like to help me find a new job?" You seems to lighten up at the question. "You know anything about mechanics? I did see a degree in your room..." you giggle at his attention to detail. "Your very observant, yes I do..but what makes you think that'll help?" He chuckles "who do you think build this suit love~" he winked. "Ah so another piece to the puzzle to your dark and tragic past.." you teased playfully, then you realized what he said. "Wait you built Spring-bonnie...?" He stiffened, noticing his obvious mistake. His eyes started switching back and forth form indigo to dark blue. "Please tell me you don't know who I am..." he spoke darkly with a pained tone. You didn't know weather to be scared, or to be excited. You were in front of your idol, but also a murderer. "Mr Afton." You said breathlessly, in awe. He winced at his name, He was looming over you now, his 8 foot figure making you feel puny and small. His eyes now rest at a mix of indigo and dark blue. "Please don't make me do this..." he said more pained then ever. You were expecting to feel fear lace your body completely, but you felt...sad, you knew how hard it was for him to look at you. He thought you hated his every being now, but it was the complete opposite. So you reached and cupped his cheek... "I don't hate you William, if anything I'm more honored than afraid." He looked at you in shock, expecting for you scream and try to run. But you stood in front of him, Comforting him. He put his hand over where yours was rubbing. And he pulled you into a embrace."I'm sorry..."
———end of chapter———
Word count- 1117
Notes- HAHAH GET CLIFFHANGERED BITCHES
MOTIVATION- MAX
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