Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

College adventures With Will and Henwy

"We're at Chick-Fil-A too much." Henry said, and William snorted.

"I know, but when we get any better ideas, then we'll act on those, mkay, darling?" William joked, flicking his wrist in Henry's direction. The blond laughed and shook his head.

"On top of that, this is the only place we can go that you're okay with, that I can actually buy for you." Henry said, scratching the back of his neck. Henry got into MIT on an entire full ride scholarship, one that is rarely given out and Henry, from the brokest sector of L.A., managed to score. Unfortunately, in the moment, he didn't think about sustaining himself or any other additional costs, he was just excited to have gotten in. So when billionaire bitch William Afton let him into his life, he realized that he could use the beautiful British man as a stable financial crutch, and William was happy to be that.

"Hen Hen, darling, you never need to worry about that." William shook his head, taking a sip of his lemonade.

"It's a pride thing, Will." Henry said determined, sticking his credit card into the machine.

As they were walking to find a table, Afton dropped the table marker and some older man stooped to get it for him.

"Ah, thank you, sir." William said politely and the older man looked him. Dead. In. The. Eyes. And said:

"Oh it's no problem, young lady." And walked away. William closed his eyes and bit the inside of his lip while Henry choked and slapped a hand over his mouth.

"Oh my god that's the third time this month!" Henry howled and held the back of a booth to stop himself from falling over.

It was shamefully often that William would be mistaken for a girl by the... older community. It wasn't exactly hard hard to do so, especially if you were older. This was due to Williams delicate features, ones that would harden out the older he got, his longer, silky hair, his perfect nose, and angled cheeks and jaw. He was a pretty boy, and for some old people, it made it difficult to create a difference between girl and William.

"Get over yourself, Henry." William rolled his eyes, taking another sip from his lemonade while he patiently waited for Henry to recover.

"Y-you poor thing." Henry wheezed, wiping a tear away. William rolled his eyes for the second time, and grabbed Henry's elbow, dragging him to a table by the window.

"That's it, I'm cutting my hair." William said and Henry's head snapped up.

"No! No, don't do that because a couple old men can't hop on fashion trends." Henry complained, shoving a fry in his mouth.

"Says you Mr. I-wear-Hawaiian-or-plaid-shirts-every-day." Afton complained, grabbing one of Henry's fries.

"Hey! No, you dis my style and steal my fries? Maybe I'll cut your hair." Afton looked up with terror as he bit daintily into his fry.

"That's a... terrifying thought." He whispered, ripping a sauce packet open.

"Mhm, you should be scared... little lady." He finished and William snatched a handful of Henry's fries and shoved every single one into his mouth. Henry's jaw dropped. "That wasn't lady like at all." Henry burst into tears of laughter and William choked, beginning to laugh through his mouthful of fries.

"Henry you bloody fookin twat!" William choked out, covering his mouth with his hand to prevent food from flying out. Some couples stared, but most of the Chick-fil-a population were college students who looked in envy at Henry. They would kill to have lunch with William, but the thing was, William didn't care. In his sophomore and Freshman years of college, he was Mr. Popular. He had friends everywhere, but when he and Henry began to get closer, William realized that Henry was all he wanted, so he closed everybody else out. He still had 'friends' but he wasn't close with any of them and most wanted him for his social media popularity and, of course, his money. All he needed was Henry, and vise versa as well.

"I had to. I had to!" Henry said, panting, pressing his palms into his eyes to dry the tears. William finally stopped laughing enough to be able to swallow the fries in his mouth. He huffed, chugging lemonade as if it were his life source.

"If you ever... if you ever do that again..." His words were heavily slurred from the lightheadedness and his accent made him nearly incomprehensible which brought Henry back to the verge of hysterical laughter.

"Wilma, I'm sorry."

"Who the fuck is Wilma?" Afton sobbed, trying to keep his voice at a socially acceptable minimum.

"You!" Henry cried out, and William pushed a chicken nugget passed Henry's lips to shut him up. "Good lord I'm going to choke." Henry coughed and William bit his lip to suppress more laughter. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes putting a chicken nugget into his mouth as well, chewing slowly and controlled.

"Are we meditating?" Henry hissed from across the table. William peaked through his eyes to see Henry with his eyes closed making a humming noise as he ate another nugget. William gagged and threw his head on the table and howled with laughter.

"Hen!" He cried.

The outside air greeted them and Henry and William walked closely to each other. Far enough so that to an outside eye, they looked like regular friends, but the electric charge between the two was far from that. It had taken them incredibly long to compose themselves in the restaurant to finish eating, but both were still giggly.

"I need a nap." William said and yawned.

"Maybe if you slept at night?" Henry suggested, looking at his friend. William smiled and shook his head.

"My routine is perfectly fine." He argued.

"Despite the lack of sleep part." Henry frowned.

"It's hard to sleep when you're right next to me, I can't help it." William whispered fondly and Henry smiled, blushing.

"Maybe I should sleep in the other bed." He warned.

"My bed? That just gives me more reason to go over there and sleep with you." William laughed, and tucked his arm in Henry's giving a skip to his step, before untangling himself and walking beside him again. "Will you nap with me?" William suggested.

"Yeah of course. Oh my god spring break is almost over." He sobbed.

"Don't remind me. Blech." Afton stuck his tongue out, shaking his hands. Neither boy had anywhere to go, same with summer and winter breaks. So instead, they would often get a couple common friends and William would buy some week long trip somewhere. It was luxurious and Henry loved it. William had installed enough reassurance in Henry to allow the poor man to relax and allow William to spoil him. Will loved it, getting to treat Henry like a prince. He would buy him anything, Henry could give the smallest hint about wanting something, maybe being completely unaware that he was hinting towards it, and the next day, it would be wrapped and on his bed. For example, there was this nice, six hundred dollar tool set that many of the engineering students had been fawning over, but none had the money to get it what with other college expenses to worry about. So imagine Henry surprise to walk into his and William's dorm one day, to see it wrapped in purple paper at the base of his bed.

William loved spoiling people. It was his love language when he feared he was falling short. William always felt like he fell short of showing people love, even if they reassured that he had no reason to worry, so to make up for it, he would buy them expensive things. It made Henry flustered, but he had learned that William felt no pressure to buy things, and did it to make himself feel better, so Henry just accepted it.

"We should go to a movie tomorrow." Henry suggested and William smiled, excitedly.

"The new Batman one!?" William suggested excitedly.

"I was just thinking about that!" Henry exclaimed.

God they loved each other.