William Afton X Reader (Oneshot)

Well, that was unexpected

You walked through the door of the bar, the scent of beer, cigerettes, and body oder or grown men punched you in the face. You groaned, but managed to deal with it. It was a tough ass work week, you were determined to treat yourself with a few beers and relaxing. You walked up to the bar and sat down, loosening your tie with a grunt. You silently waved the bartender over and asked for a beer. Without a second thought, or a glace at your ID, the bar taker walked away in an instant. You sat your head into the palm of your hand and tapped the grainy and rough wood of the bar with your other. A random man had taken a seat directly next to you, despite other ones being opened, and smiled "well hello there pretty thing." He had a horrific sourth accent that sounded like nails down a chalkboard, you nearly gagged at it. "Sorry man, but I'm not interested" you responded bitterly and glared at him. He held his hands up defensively "woah there pumpkin! No harsh feeling, alright? I'm just trying to see what's under that shirt of yours is all.. " he grinned from ear to ear and snorted, making you groan and roll your eyes. "I said lea-" suddenly the guy in front of you was being put in a  chokehold by someone else. Your eyes widen and your eyes quickly flickered to the figure behind the gross bitch who tried getting with you. A tall man stood there, maybe 6ft or even higher. His hair was a dark down, slickes back, and had gray streaks in it. His face and whole figure overall was slim. His whole demeanour seemed menacing and cold, though. But for some reason you couldn't find yourself to be bothered too much by it. "I believe this lovely person told you to once already they weren't interested in your ugly ass" he spat bitterly and tightened his grip. He had a British accent? His voice flowed out like honey, you could listen to him all day if you were given the chance. The guy gripped at your, what you could call saviors, arm and choked out a ragged breath. The mysterious guy finally let him go and the pervert ran away with his drink, coughing the whole time.
You could see the man's outfit properly now. He was wearing a purple button up and a black vest. Nice dress pants and dress shoes too. He cleared his throat "do you mind?" He gestured to the seat and you shook your head "n-no! Not at all, please, sit.." You smiled up at him and once he sat, the smell of colongue and cigerettes hit you. The bartender finally came back with your beer, briefly apologized for the wait, and went back to work. You popped open the bottle and took a swig if it, sighing afterwards. You heard a deep, velvety chuckle from beside you "hard day I assume, love?" You look at him and your face turned a soft pink at the nickname. "O-oh! Uhm.. Yea.. I finished up my last week at work today.. " he rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly. The stranger smiled and nodded silently "ah.. Oh! I'm William by the way, William Afton" you almost didn't introduce yourself back since you were so focused on his face and voice, the two were so mezmorizing to you. You straightened your posture and giggled nervously "o-oh! I'm L/N! I mean- uhm- Y-Y/N L/N" you stuck your hand out nervously, to which he grabbed and gently kissed your knuckles. You gasped quietly in surprise and stiffened up, and your action caught on quickly "my my.. Aren't you quite the one to get flustered easily.. " he sat your hand back down and took a drink of his own beer. Your gaze fell down to the concrete floor and you tried to calm your nerves "yea! Sorry, you're just uhm.. Bold, I guess is the word" you lifted your head again and was met with his eyes. William smirked and leaned in close, your noses barely brushing together "is that so? Darling, I'm barely getting started.. I could get much... Much bolder with you" he leaned back "only if you'd like to that is...my kids are visiting their mother so I have the house all to myself.." Your eyes suddenly widen "k-kids? You have kids?" William grinned "yea" he moved his beer bottle in circcles and look at it as he talked "three of them. Oldest is 14, the middle being 11, and my little one is turning 8 in a few weeks" he sighed softly "they're a hassle, but I love them dearly" he shook his head "but! This weekend I have to myself so I'd rather not waste it thinking about them." He turned his head back to you and smirked "so.. You still never answered my question, dear.. Want to join me home?" He raised a brow. You looked down at his hands and didn't notice a ring, so he was probably divorced. You bit your lip slightly as you pondered the thought. You weren't the type of person to do one night stands but.. What the hell? This guy, this *attractive* guy, was offering. Who were you to decline? You slowly nodded your head "y-yea.. " you found yourself grinning "let's get out of here.. "