FNaF royalty AU 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Chapter 7~

Carlton's pov~

I lifted John up from the spot he laid on the ground. I could never bring him back to the castle like this, the guards would kill me. So my next idea was to steal a horse and go to my dad for help. I looked down at the cut on his neck. It was quite deep and still bleeding. I picked up my pace and made it back to Rosewilt's stables. I put John onto the horse first, holding his hand to make sure he wouldn't fall while I got on. I then wrapped his hands around my waist and set off. Y'know, it's kinda of weird having a unconscious man's hands around you waist, because said unconscious man's hands may...slip. I put my attention to the road instead of looking back and worrying about John.

A while later, I heard him mumble in a tired tone, "My Prince..." he reached out to grab my hand and I took his. His hands were always cold for some reason. "Go back to sleep, John." I whispered as if my regular voice would break his fragile and vulnerable self. "You don't have to treat me like some child, Carlton. It's just a scratch." He reassured. Ah, yes, the stubborn John I decided to date. "Just a scratch? It's deep! And you're bleeding!" I raised my voice at him, which I didn't really mean to. I immediately regretted my words, but he just rested his head on my shoulder and sighed. "I'm fine." He kept on insisting. I ignored him when we reached my dad's castle I got off of the horse and grabbed John to carry him "bridal style". John threw around his arm and legs and wiggled around like he was trying to escape from some guards, this only made me hold him closer to my chest like I was cradling a baby. "I can walk! You don't have to be so overprotective." He said to me, and I didn't listen. When we got into the castle, he managed to calm himself down. My father was sitting on his throne, doing whatever a king does. A surprised look came across his face when he saw me with John, and he came to meet me immediately. "I swear I'm fine!" John said, one thing he hated most was attention from people, but then again, it was something that he wanted the most out of anything.

John's pov~

I was lying down on Carlton's bed, finally being able to relax. A roll of fresh bandages was put on my neck to stop the bleeding. I looked around the room, Carlton was somewhere fetching me God knows what. The room was painted a crimson color, much unlike mine, which was a dark purple. "John...?" A deep voice whispered, and I jumped. An apparition appeared at the side of the bed closest to me, and I dare not move.  The apparition appeared as my father, with just the whites in his eyes and messy blonde hair, unlike his usual neat hair. "Why are you still with him? He got you hurt." He said, clearly talking about Carlton. He put a hand on my neck, and I felt his cold hand pierce my skin. "He didn't get me hurt, I got myself hurt. I ran into the woods and left him behind." He scoffed as if he thought I was lying. Was I lying to myself? Could he have saved me earlier? "Do something about it before you do something you can't take back." He warned and stepped away from my bed to go walk around the room. I sat up straight in the bed, watching him as he went. "Wouldn't be a shame if he found another?" It sort of sounded like he was whispering, but his voice filled the room instead. What's taking him so long? Oh, Carlton...please come back soon. He knocked a few books off their shelves one by one, each of them slamming onto the ground and making a loud noise. "Think about it, John. Does he really love you anymore? Don't you think he got tired of loving you?" My vision went black, and for some reason I woke up outside of Carlton's room. What's going on?

"I love you, too, Carlton." I heard the voice of a woman coming from behind the door. What kind of sick game was this? Whatever it is, it's absolutely horrible. "I love you the most, darling." A voice that was obviously Carlton's spoke. I clenched my fists, was I getting jealous? I put my hand on the door handle, hesitant to go inside. What if I was walking in on something I didn't want to see? I walked in, and Carlton was leaning into the mysterious woman, to give her a kiss, obviously. Carlton straightened his posture and looked at me, and the woman just seemed disappointed. "Oh, John! I didn't know you'd be visiting." He said in a shy and embarrassed way, walking up to me and messing with my hair. "What are you doing?" I asked like I was about to cry, even though I didn't feel any tears coming. Carlton smiled, "Aww, is Johnny going to cry? Does he have a big crush on me?" He teased. These are the worst type of people. I hate this. He continued, "I mean, he does have a reputation of flirting with men around the kingdom." He laughed, and the woman joined in with him. I rolled my eyes, trying my best to hold back the tears. "You think I would be interested in the likes of you?" I scoffed. Carlton's face went a slight red as if he was mad, and my vision went black again.

I woke up in Carlton's bed again, Carlton looking over me with a worried look on his face. "Are you okay?" He said in a worried tone. I just looked up at him for a second, making sure that it was really him. The dark ginger hair, the "non-manly" shaped jawline, the deep blue eyes that I could get lost in for hours on end, his whole face could just take your breath away, and make you not think about anything else. The "other Carlton" had a stronger jawline and deeper voice. "What was going on in here? You were passed out on the floor!" He said, and my eyes widened, I don't remember getting up at all. "Talk to me, John!" He put his hands on my shoulders and shook me. I tried to turn away from him but my neck would not let me do that, it hurt horribly. The pain made me tear up. I sat up and he sat beside me. "Leave me alone, please. I'm questioning my sanity." I lifted the sheet over my body and curled myself into a ball. Almost since I've been born, my sanity has been tested on multiple occasions. I've lost count, honestly.