Michael/William Afton x Reader Oneshots

Surprise

William x Reader

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This whole week William had been working over time, obliging to orders from Henry. He couldn't really say no and he knew he had stuff to get done.

As if that didn't suck already, today was Williams birthday. You both had thought he'd at least be able to enjoy this day off. But you were wrong.

Currently you two were sat on the couch, cuddled up with one another. He cupped your face and you leaned into his touch.

This past week you haven't felt good. You were sick, nauseous often, certain food didn't taste the same.

You just thought maybe it was allergies, so you and William chalked it to be just that. That was until last night you'd finally taken a test, finding out just what had been causing these symptoms.

You shift around a bit, reaching behind you on the floor where you hid a small box with a bow on it. William's birthday gift.

As you were about to grab the box his phone begins to ring. You sigh, putting it down and just sitting back on the couch.

William hums, "it's Henry, of course." He mumbles.

You then cup his jaw, running a thumb over his cheekbone once.

"Maybe he's just wishing you a happy birthday." You say, smiling.

He chuckled, shaking his head before answering the phone.

He turned away from you as he spoke on the phone, all the while you played with his hair. You took notice of how it was starting to grow longer in the back, you kinda liked the way it looked on him.

"Are you for real? Just shut it down for a few hours!" He said.

His mood changed, he went from relaxed to agitated real fast.

"What's wrong?" You ask softly.

He just put a hand on your thigh, squeezing it slightly.

"Yeah, yeah whatever I'll be there." William says, hanging up.

You put your hand on Williams but he moved quickly, getting up.

"Wait, wait, where are you going?" You ask.

He kissed you quickly before slipping on his uniform jacket.

"Some kid broke the animatronics and only I have the parts to fix it and of course the one time I bring my tool bag home.. what a bunch of bull shit. I gotta go to fucking work on my day." He rambled.

You frowned, getting up. "But wait, I had a gift for you and all." You say, suddenly getting dizzy from getting up too fast.

He held your hips, "drop it off to me later, I'm sorry." He says, dipping down to kiss your neck before he was leaving the house.

You stand there, pouting.

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A few hours go by and you've had enough of being by yourself. You've decided you were going to to the diner and visit William.

So here you were, walking in to be greeted by the smell of burnt pizza and hot metal.

It was an interesting combination, but it made you hungry. Very hungry.

You walk up to the counter where day old pizzas were displayed. They all looked so appetizing. You didn't bring along any money and if you mooched off of them for free pizza any more you were sure you'd be never allowed back in there.

Though you were hungry, there were no worries. You held a small bag that consisted of Williams gift box and some snacks you'd oddly have been craving recently.