The taste of cherries - [ William Afton x Reader ]

:4: Kids will always be kids :4:

9 / 3 / 1983

"My names Maikol!",

"Maikol Afton! But you can call me Mikey!",

'Maikol' Introduced himself to you. You knew that he was saying his name incorrectly, Afterall he was a toddler, without one of his front teeth.

The little boy was sitting on his fathers lap, his little hands grasping the table to help himself get his face get closer to you while also sticking his grubby hand out for you to shake it.

You quietly snort and gave him a smile while shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you Mickey.", 

"Michael I thought i told you how to pronounce your name correctly when you introduce yourself. It's Mi-Chael not maikol.", His father tried correcting his son, but Michael wasn't wasn't even paying any attention to him just nodding while looking in your direction.

You just smiled at the child, thinking of how adorable his thick brown hair looked in the bowl cut and woolly yellow sweater. The thought of holding his little warm hand for just a little longer made you feel all warm. You couldn't deny the fact you liked kids, taking care of them, talking or even just playing with them.

"Hey Miss? are you my new mommy? And a lot nicer than my mam!", Michael asked excited, most likely thinking you and his father were on a date.

Oh god. He's so precious... You felt so bad for him, your assumptions from  earlier about that woman at the bus stop were probably right.. She hadn't looked very interested in the poor child.

"I'm afraid not, Mickey.", you mutter, not too bothered. That's when you looked up, steering your attention from the boy to William. He was awfully red in the face, was he having a fever? was he alright? 

With a tilt your head to the side, you inquired the male "Are you alright Will- uh, I mean Mr Afton?"

He looked like he was in some sort of daze yet he quickly got out of it and looked at you. "Oh! William is fine, dear. And uh.. Yes, I'm fine.. It's a little hot in here, huh?" he smiles sheepishly and pulls at the collar of his collar.

Confused you decided not to dwell too much, "It's hot?", You hum. It was raining outside so it wasn't couldn't be that hot to become all red..?

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While the two of you talked for a bit while you finished your food, with Mike cutting in every now and then, it wasn't all too bad. You learnt a bit about William's business, a bit about his kids that he happily spoke about, while Michael had snuck into your arms. The toddler played a bit about with your necklace or your sleeve before falling asleep against you.

During the conversation someone called to Will and he excused himself quickly answering his phone, the sound of shouting immediately being heard from the phone.

Was that the voice of a woman?

You waited a bit, petting Mike's hair for a bit before scooping him up and your bag, heading over to the exit, seeing Will not too far from it.

"William? You okay?", You slowly walked to him, holding the child tightly.

He turned to you quickly, surprised. "Oh, Lord! Y/n! I'm so sorry for leaving you alone with Mike, as much as I hate to admit it but the phone was very urgent, I just got off.", He rambled on, apologizing. 

"It's okay, Mike's rock asleep.", You mused, stifling a small smile. "Are you okay though? You ran out pretty quickly.", 

" Yes, I'm fine.. Thank you, dearest.", He smiled softly as he took the sleeping child from your arms. "I should be heading back home now.. It was nice talking to you Y/n." He nod his head and bid you goodbye before walking over to his car, shielding the child from the rain, waving before getting in his car and driving away.

You stood there watching silently, feeling your face becoming a soft pinkish colour while smiling lightly, as you gave a small wave back

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