Michael Afton/Noah(Ennard) (My AU)

Making Sense

Right after he talked with Chris, Michael goes to find Noah.

He checks in the bedroom the two of them share, the bathroom (in use, by Henry - he does not enjoy being interrupted), asks Vincent, Michael's uncle, William's brother, if he'd seen Noah go out, and then slips into the vents to search for him with a flashlight.

There's a special room that the Aftons had built into their vents for Noah to hang out in when he's in his animatronic form, when Noah is Ennard. Which is should've been the first place that Michael checked, but he doesn't enjoy the trip to get there when he's alone. It reminds him too much of working at Sister Location, and that job did not end well. Actually, it kinda did. Fuck.

Mike finally clambers into the room, cursing softly as he drops his flashlight on the ground. Which isn't awful, because it illuminates the figure that he's hoping to see.

"Hey, En, there you are." Michael bends over to pick the flashlight back up and walks closer to Ennard.

A wire from Ennard's body lifts up and coils around Mike, drawing him closer. "Hey, Michael." Even for a robot, Ennard's voice is strangely neutral.

Mike sits down next to the animatronic, careful not to sit on any of his wires. "Why have you been avoiding me?" He's never been one to play around - he usually just gets straight to the point, and this moment is no different.

"Avoiding you?" Higher pitched voice. He's pretending he doesn't know what Mike is talking about. Dumbass can't hide shit.

"Yes, avoiding me." Mike sighs quietly. "Can you go back to human form? I can never get a decent read on you when you're Ennard."

Ennard shifts to human, wires suddenly vanishing from the space. Instead, he's just a red-headed human boy with his legs tucked up in front of him, sitting against the wall.

Mike shifts again so he's better situated, close but still able to look at Noah's face. "Can you please talk to me? I know what the general..." he vaguely waves his hands, "thing is, but..."

Noah sighs, letting his legs extend out in front of him and his eyes fall shut. His words come out in a flood, tumbling over each other. "Chris asked me if you and I have had sex yet a couple weeks ago, and we haven't, so I told him that, and then he asked me why not and I just don't know how you feel about that and don't want to make you uncomfortable or possibly making you disgusted with me because I love you and I don't want to ruin our relationship."

Mike blinks. "Oh. That's it?"

Noah raises an eyebrow silently.

"Noah, love, you've got nothing to worry about." Mike rests a hand on Noah's thigh, squeezing gently and triggering a jolt from the other. "Of course I want to have sex with you. I just don't want to get interrupted or anything so we have to stop, because I just might die again if that happens."

Noah's quiet for a second. "Chris mentioned getting everyone else out of the house so you and I can..."

Michael laughs softly. "Of course he did." Turning slightly more serious, he adds, "And I'd be fine with that, I'd just have to find an excuse as to why we're staying home that won't result in Papa dismantling you." 

Willy tends to get overprotective of his children. Specifically when it comes to relationships.

"So... are we good?" Michael tentatively asks.

"We're all good."

They kiss gently, not taking it any farther - because the room's connected to all the vents and nobody really needs to be able to hear them when they're doing that.

They can save that for another time.