• Partners in Crime • Blueycapsules William Afton/Dave Miller x Nonbinary Reader

Chapter 14

Weem(William) pov:

I heard voices around me, they sounded distraught. Where the devil was I? With a greater amount of force then I believed I needed originally, I was able to open my eyes. Though I was immediately hit with these obnoxiously bright lights. I blinked a couple times to regain my vision. I was barely able to move it seemed.

"Hey, you. You're finally awake."

The doctor familiar doctor sat the end of my bed. How peculiar. Wait, doctor? Am I in a hospital room? Blast! What happened!?

The doctor spoke up after looking from his clipboard. "You have some guests waiting for you. I'll let them in now and be back with your reports.

I then noticed the cast the covered almost my entire body. Dear lord this is annoying.

He opened the door and in walked the common Henry Emily, worried as always. Y/N walked in after him.

"Oh, Will, thank god you're okay! The kids, Y/N, and I have been waiting all night!

I narrowed my eyes. 'What kids?' I thought.

I heard someone yell at the door. I turned slightly to look.

In walked Michael with Lizabef dragging him in. Michael kept on with his rude yelling as if he was a 2 year old.

'Oh, ~those~ kids.'

"William, how are you hun." Y/N spoke soft.

"H-" Before I could get a word out, I hacked up some blood which spilled out of my mouth. I coughed and wheezed.

"O-oh God, I." Henry looked like he was about to cry. "Elizabeth, get him a glass of water, please."

She crossed her arms. "Why should I?"

Brat.

"I'll do it." Michael spoke.

I knew I could count on him.

Henry handed me a notepad and pen to write down what I wanted to say

Michael walked up with a cup of water. I grinned at him when got closer. Suddenly he gave the water to Henry, spilling it over me. He then ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I wrote down on the notepad and showed Henry what it said. It was legible, but very shaky considering the dreaded cast around my body made it hard to write.

"Wot is his problem?" The notepad read.

"I'm so glad you're alright." Y/N walked closer with a chair. They set it down to get closer to my level without having to crouch the entire time.

They lightly grabbed my hand and help it. They didn't want to hurt me. My face heated up again with visibility noticeable blush. Fock.

They lightly giggled. I hate to admit it was adorable, which is why I'll make sure to kill anybody who's a mind reader. I tried to look anywhere but them at this point.

Michael was still gone and Liz was sitting on a bench in the back of the room

They giggled again and grabbed my face. They lightly kissed the top of my forehead. I felt like I was sweating I was so warm. This feeling was weird, but I didn't want it to stop. I didn't want them to stop. Ever.

"Do you want to give him some water, Y/N?" Henry asked.

"Sure." She carefully took the cup from Henry.

He acts like I'm some helpless animal, though I wouldn't mind a little water.

"You want any water, William?" They asked.

I nodded my head. They grabbed my chin, which I didn't expect, and held the cup to the lips. They tipped it and I took the last few sips of water.

They then grabbed a tissue and wiped the leftover blood and water from my mouth.

Suddenly, the Irish wanker burst in with his three brats as well as Philip.

"Hey, Afton... wasn't that your kid?" Boss asked.

I rolled my eyes as looked towards the kids.

Ah..right. I remember now... I could instantly feel rage building up inside me. They would regret all the torment they put me through. I wouldn't let them get away with this.

The tall one and the evil said in sync. "We're very sorry, Mr. Afton." Their faces filled with regret.

It I wasn't in such a sh!t mood, I would enjoy their sadness. Then came the littlest one. Jerry. Holding a purple balloon.

"We're very very sorry, Mr. Purple guy." He sniffled as tears cascaded down his stupid face. "I-I didn't mean to get you hurt... I really am sorry. I-I hope you're okay."

Soon, the doctor came back in and told us the results of what happened. I zoned out almost completely. I already know what happened. Just go away

Philip walked over and set a bouquet of white flowers down on the table beside me.

(Second pov now)

"Those are very lovely flowers, Phil." You softly.

Phil sadly smiled and nodded.

Jerry left the purple balloon he was holding by the bedside too.

Boseman soon left the room with his kids and Phil.

William wrote something on his notepad that he didn't let you see. He showed it to Henry. Henry told his basically that we was being ridiculous and left the room.

You stood up. "I guess you'd like me to go?"

Suddenly, William grabbed your hand with whatever strength he could. He shook his head "no" indicating for you to stay.

"A-alright then." You sat back down next to him. "Sorry the cousins couldn't come, well, you didn't know them too well anyways. You laughed.

William didn't look very amused. You obviously didn't expect him to be since he almost died after all.

"Hey, Will."

He looked up at you with more interest.

"I heard Boseman talk about Foxy and Chica and how they're acting weird...is there anything I can do to fix it?"

He shook his head.

"A-alright." You responded. "Since you can't talk, do you want me to tell you a story or we could just sit together and relax?

William held up one finger on his hand, tell you he wanted the first option.

"Okay, let me think of one. Uhh... oh! There was this time on Calvins's birthday and we visited the petting zoo. It was really fun, though I barely remember it. Calvin really wanted to feed the goat, so we took him into the pen and the goat started chasing him around while Calvin screamed. I doubt he'd go near any goats anymore." You laughed.

William lightly smirked. That's a good sign.

"Heh.. yeah.. oh! There was this other time!-

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Soon as you continued to tell stories, William got tired and fell asleep. You had moved closer to him, so you let him rest his head on your shoulder.

It was cute, though the only downside was he somewhat drooled when he slept.

(Please don't say you'd lick it up)

You eventually ended up falling asleep as well, resting your head on his