Lethean (William Afton X Reader)

彡[ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 13: ᴅʀᴀᴡ]彡

I slowly opened the door to the Parts & Service room and peeked at the small space. Near the drawers, I saw William out of the springlock suit with no top on, only his black pants and shoes. He was facing the Spring Bonnie animatronic so at the moment, I could only see his back. I wouldn't say he's way too skinny since he has a medium build—Jesus, stop ogling the man, (Y/N)!

Then, I noticed that he had patterned scars all over his body, mostly crescent-like scars. They didn't look natural but it looked like it's been there for months. They're not slash marks or anything as it is nearly impossible to align them like that during an attack.

Suddenly, William turned around and my eyes were fixed on the odd scars, tracing around his chest and arms.  After a while, I finally had a grasp of the situation I was in and gave myself a mental facepalm. Woohoo, way to go, ugh...

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go" I immediately turned my head away and was about to close the door when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

William gave me a smirk. "You can stay, love"

"You don't even have anything on, so no"

"So if I put on my shirt, would you stay?"

I brushed his hand away from my shoulder but William grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside the room. I tried to snatch my wrist but his grip was too strong. "Henry just wanted me to check up on you and you look fine to me, so I'll be taking my leave," I said. You have got to be kidding me. You've only known me for a day, what the hell is wrong with you?—Hold on, that's not the idea I was going for.

"Just keep me company, darling" he sighed and faced the rabbit animatronic again. William grabbed his purple button-up shirt and loosely buttoned it, half of his shirt still undone. Then, he grabbed a crank from the desk and opened Spring Bonnie's chest.

I sat down on the metal chairs and my eyes wandered around the room. I was immediately bored, if only I could listen to music from my phone. However, my body was screaming, telling me to leave the room as soon as possible, yet then again, this guy can overpower me easily.

While his back was turned, I quickly grabbed my knife, still on the sheath of my boot, and tucked it into my jeans behind my back. I had to untuck my turtleneck from my back so I could cover it. I'm not taking any chances.

Due to my boredom, I found myself looking at William again. I put my hand on my chin and recalled how the two women from the bathroom talked about him having a "charming" accent. To be honest, I find it er... pleasant, yeah that's the word. And with that, I'm a hundred percent sure this was an advantage in persuading and convincing everyone with his lies. Along with that idea, I wonder if William has those marks because of the endoskeletons inside the suits.

คгє ץ๏ย ﻮ๏เภﻮ Շ๏ кเɭɭ ђเ๓ Շ๏๏?

Jυʂƚ ʅιƙҽ ԋσɯ ყσυ ɱυɾԃҽɾҽԃ υʂ...?

And now these annoying voices are talking.

While being forced to hear their voices, I could hear William whispering something under his breath. He was clutching the crank he was holding and raised it in the air like he was about to hit something. He also looks pissed.

I have a bad feeling about this...

I put my hand behind my back and held onto my knife. William was still whispering but it gradually became louder and it seemed that he was looking at something on his right.

"Leave me alone...", he whispered then raised his voice. "I said... LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Suddenly, he faced my direction and threw the large crank toward my head. I was able to duck before the tool bashed my head barely in time. Do you know the saying that if you're able to kill, then you must be prepared to be killed? Yeah, I don't wanna die yet, and that? Scared the SHIT out of me! My heart was beating fast bit by bit as the tool hit the concrete walls with tremendous force. I looked behind my back where it hit and saw a large crack in the paint.