Wilry/Helliam oneshots

Blood and Affection

(Swap AU)

Warning - Stockholm syndrome, slight non con, kidnapping, and dead kid(s). But this is fnaf so that last one isn't really a warning.

No one's P.O.V:

William Afton was just your average businessman. Kind, respectful, and willing to help anyone in need. And his restaurant was blooming. Unfortunately, his best friend and co-owner Henry Emily was the exact opposite. He was rude, easily angered, and always cooped up in his office. It seems that the only person he was kind to was William. The two were inseparable. But lately William had noticed Henry acting off.

William was worried for his friend. He knew Henry was going through something with his wife, and he used work to suppress his problems. But something was different. Something else was wrong, and William was determined to help his friend.

The Englishman searched for his friend all day, but he was nowhere to be found. William was just about to give up after searching the broom closet until he heard a very faint crash noise coming from the off camera safe room. "Of course! How could I have forgotten? Henry always seems to be tinkering away in there, so it's a given that he would be there." William thought to himself, mentally facepalming in how silly he was to forget the most obvious place in the whole pizzeria. Walking towards the safe room and opening the large metal door agar, Afton smells a slight hit of a metallic scent that instantly concerns him. Was his friend hurt? Why is the smell so strong? Is he smelling what he thinks he's smelling?

Peering his head into the room, which was dimly lit by a singular lamp. The sight to behold almost made the man pass out. There was Henry covered head to toe in red crimson blood. Dripping from every place imaginable. At first the Englishman thought that he might be terribly injured, but that was until he saw his friend holding an axe covered in the same horrifying liquid. And the body of a young person below the American's terrifying figure. To be honest, looking at the body William couldn't tell who it was by how hacked in the child's face was, but the clothes and size of the person was a dead give away. Michael.

William didn't have time to think. His whole body trembled as tears welled up in his eyes. His son was dead, and killed by his best friend no less. Unconsciously, William accidentally made a squeaking noise. The man with the chocolate brown hair covered his mouth in hope that he wasn't heard. But it was too late. Bloodied hands reached for the collar of William's shirt and pulled him into the safe room and closed the door behind him with a slam. Will was violently pushed against the wall, his head throbbing from the sudden collision. But he was put out of his daze when his friend spoke to him.

"Aw, William. It seems you've caught me in the act."

"W-what have you done, Henry?!"

"It was such a shame that poor Michael had to leave us so soon. He was a really nice kid. But too smart for my liking."

"Please, Henry. Don't hurt me. I won't tell anyone. I swear!"

"Oh, darling~. I know you won't tell anyone. And I'll make sure of it."

Before William could reply, he was hit in the head with the handle of the axe, knocking him out cold.

When Afton had awoken, he found himself lying on an old mattress that had old stains that had been there for no shorter than a year tops. Finally coming to his senses, the Englishman had come to the realisation that his hands were cuffed behind his back and his mouth was duct taped to prevent him from speaking. His initial thought was to stay calm and take into consideration what was going on. Looking around his surroundings, William had found that he was in Henry's basement. He'd been in the room many times before, but never as a prisoner. With enough strength, William was able to turn his whole body to face the other side of the room. And low and behold there sitting at the workshop table with a cheap LED lamp being the only source of light was Henry Emily, looking down at William as if he were a harmless little bunny that was about to be dinner.

The Fredbear impersonator looked upon the thin bunny of a man with false pity and a shit eating grin, that William was more than happy to slap right off his face if he could. But he can't. William was thinking of all that he was going to say to his so-called 'best friend' once that tape was removed from his mouth. But all those words faded away as soon as Henry began to speak.

"Such a sweet little Bunny. Being so calm, so docile, just for me."

"Why is he talking like that? Is he praising me or something?"

"You know, I never intended to have you see what happened to poor Michael. But I guess things can't be helped. Besides, the sooner you find out the longer we can be together!"

"Is off his tree?! What is he even saying 'the longer we can be together'? Is he really that into me that he's going to kill anyone and kidnap me all at once? If so then he's pretty fucked up."

While a million questions and hundreds of confused statements were going through the Englishman's head, he didn't even realise how close his friend was to him. It only occurred how close Henry was when William felt a pair of lips pressed against his with duct tape being the only thing that divides the two. It was a strange feeling for the captured man. The fact that he had found his best friend over his son's dead body, knocked him out, kidnapped him, and now he's kissing him! What more does he want from him? Honestly, if you asked William, the kiss was awkward but not unpleasant.

For the next few minutes Henry had placed soft and almost comforting kissing upon William's face, neck, and collar bone. William wants to help his friend and he'd do anything to help him. Well, almost anything. When the kidnapper had finally had enough he extracted himself from the restrained man below him and simply ascended the stairs of the basement and left him there. Even though William hates Henry for what he has done, any company is better than no company at all. With what little energy William had left in his body, he used it to cry himself to sleep.

Afton had just accepted his fate. If everyday is going to be like this then William will just have to deal with the blood & Affection.