Michael/William Afton x Reader Oneshots

Bruised

suggestive

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It was the next morning after you stayed the night at your boyfriends.

He was up before you, on his phone doing who knows what.

You felt a sore feeling shoot through you as you sit up. You placed a hand on your back and wince slightly.

Did he go too hard last night?

You brush it off though, looking over at Michael as he was still laying down in bed.

"Good morning." You say.

"Hey.." he mumbled.

You sigh.

Lately he's been nothing but miserable. It was like all he did anymore was the bare minimum. He seemed to not want to talk to you anymore. Let alone touch you.

You shift, leaning down and running a hand through his hair. He flinched, moving away.

You frown but don't say a word, instead you lay back down, throwing your head back and rubbing at your sore thighs.

You looked down at them.

Bruises.

You sigh once more before you open your mouth to say something, but you were cut off when Michael's door opened.

"Good morning, sleepy heads!" Mrs. Afton cheered out, smiling. She had on an apron that was covered in fresh pancake mix.

"'Morning.." Michael grumbled.

"Good morning." You say, smiling back.

"I made breakfast, I expect to see you guys downstairs within 5!" She says, leaving and shutting the door.

Michael places his phone down.

His side piece must have not been answering him.

Because all the sudden he shifts and pulls you onto his lap. Taken aback, you look at him with wide eyes.

"Oh but you can't say good morning." You say, smiling.

But he still looked miserable.

"Oh my god, are you for real?" He muttered.

"I was just kidding-"

"Nah whatever." He says, pushing you off of him.

You sit there, staring at him confused.

But you also didn't care.

You watch as Michael got up out of bed and walked out the door without another word.

You huff, getting up as well and leaving the room and walking after him.

The two of you then go downstairs, greeted by the smell of breakfast and a very energetic aura.

Michael's siblings were both sat at the table. So was his dad.

William sat at the table, shirtless in pajama pants and purple bunny slippers as he drank his morning coffee.

"Morning, y/n." He says slyly, glancing at you slightly.

You smile, trying not to stare as you take your seat across from him and next to Michael.

"Good morning, sir." You say innocently.

sir..

Mrs. Afton begins to serve everybody their food, everybody says thank you's before they begin to eat.

Michael paid you no mind, on his phone some more as he probably texted every girl in the world but you.

Whatever..

A few moments go by and it was silent, minus the noise of eating, until you hear Mrs. Afton gasp slightly, grabbing your wrist.

You look down, seeing your bruised wrist.

"Oh y/n, dear. What happened?" She says, concerned.

William looks at you.

You look at them both and pull your wrist back to yourself.

"I uh, just fell." You say.

Michael rolled his eyes, "klutz.."

You look at him and furrow your eyebrows.

"Oh, well. Be more careful alright?" Mrs. Afton says.

You nod, looking down.

Soon everybody finishes up. Michael being the first to leave the table. Second his siblings, third his mom.

And eventually you and William are left alone.

He looks at you, his gaze reaching your wrists, concerned.

He grabbed them, running a thumb over your knuckles.

You watch him before he pulls his face closer to your ear as he asks,

"Did I tie you up that hard?"

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hehehe. I got this idea based off an imagine I read on tiktok.. so if it's short that's why. i didn't proofread bc I'm tired so hopefully it's fine. Ughhhh I start school on Wednesday and I don't wanna. 👩🏻‍🦯