Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Afton and Henry but before the romance

H-"Blah Blah Blah Blah" William was talking. And talking. And talking. And Henry couldn't help but to think he was talking just to hear his own voice. William was going on about something from London, all of his glorious money, and the newest fashion trends and everything else to make a normal person feel guilty about their lifestyle. Henry was getting sick and tired of it, but William didn't even recognize Henry's existence, unless, that was, to make Henry's existence a living nightmare, which he did often and ruthlessly. Henry stood up, he didn't know what he was thinking, if he even was at all. He walked over incredibly calmly to stand in front of William, and the boy had the audacity to screw his nose up. That stupidly. Perfect. Nose. Henry pulled his arm back, and with every ounce of his rage, he brought straight into William Afton beautiful nose. There was a crunch, and suddenly he was running, being chased by two other boy's who he had neglected to notice.

W-White hot pain seared through William's face and he clutched his nose, sinking to his knees. Tears welled in his eyes, not from the pain but just from the impact of breaking ones nose. He groaned, wiping some of the gushing blood with a finger, but it didn't do much. The world had started to spin and he stood up on shaky legs. That bitch Henry had just broken his nose. Bad. He ran a finger gingerly down the bridge, it was crooked and he cringed, this would hurt like a fucker to fix. He didn't even have the chance to say anything to the fucking bastard.

H-Henry had honestly never run faster in his life. He was aware there was blood speckled on his knuckles and he could only think of how obliterated William's nose might be right now. He would get as excited to think it would ruin him, but he knew that wasn't possible. William Afton's beauty was more than his nose. But currently, playing temple run with two brutes, he didn't have much head space to think about William's beauty. It was only when he realized he was backed into a cul de sac of wall to wall buildings that he had a chance to think. ' Oh fuck'. He sank to the ground and just as he braced himself for the retaliation, another figure entered the ring (literally. It is a ring of buildings.)

W- "Stop!" The brutes didn't stop, and just as a fist was about to create a new hole through Henry's head, the voice came again, "Stop you absolutely fucking idiots!" It was, of course, William Afton. Who never knew himself whether he was the hero or the villain. His nose burned, and he hated having to raise his voice. Those two would get it for this, but not right now. When Brent and Cal moved away and went running away from him, he saw that blonde mother fucker sitting in the middle, shaking. William curled his lip and walked up to him. "Stand up." He commanded. Henry did.

H- "Listen... I'm sorry I don't..." He stammered. He looked so stupid right now. His moment of glory was long since over and now he had to deal with the ridiculously horrifying consequences. He felt the same adrenaline as when you're anticipating a rollercoaster and you're next in line. He felt like he might crash back down to the concrete at any moment. "It was in the moment..." He sobbed.

W- "So why did you do it?" William asked. His voice was nasally, and he hated it. He sounded annoying. He looked at Henry, the withering little bitch was crying, tears filling his beautiful green eyes. William stared, he didn't like it when Henry cried (and trust me, that was often), his cheeks were pink and his lips were wet as he bit them between his teeth. "Why did you do it, Henry?" He prompted again. Henry looked up. His eyes sparkled and William felt a pang of guilt, it was short lived, though, when his nose pulsated again with another rush of blood.

H- "You were talking too much about too many stupid things and I was tired of it. That's all you do." Henry growled.

W- "Stand up." William commanded and Henry straightened his posture. William walked up to him, pulled his arm back and let it fly into Henry's nose, Henry squeaked and the crack was rewarding. William smiled softly in the sadistic moment, but when Henry opened his watery eyes, William's smile fell. "Thank you for your honesty." He said and Henry's hands flew to his nose. "See you tonight." William said and rolled his eyes, walking away with blood dripping down his chin.

H-Oh god the pain was frighteningly horrible. He held his nose and sank back to the ground, but who was he kidding, he had to go back and see William tonight. They lived together, after all.

WHOOP, okay this was all before William and Henry started loving each other and whatnot, and from William's pov chapters, you can kind of see that he is falling in love with Henry. Unfortunately for Hen Hen, this meant that William was going to start getting ruthless in order to deny his love. William was angry, trying to deny he was gay, struggling with an eating disorder, and doing crack cocaine, so this all meant no good for Henry, but of course, one night over the summer breaking their Sophomore and Junior year of college, they kissed and realized "ah shii- this isn't that bad".