William Afton x Reader Oneshots

⋆✰ Dancing ✰⋆

He wrapped his arms around your waist, Slowly swaying his hips along with yours, moonlight softly laid against your skin, Creating a glossy atmosphere for many to come. The sweet sound of music filing your senses distracting you for a moment from judgement, His hands trailed down,Until he had you completely down in his grasp, He traced his lips against yours before pushing you away, hand in hand, Swaying you into a twirl, Then another, He brings you back to him and caresses his chin against your collarbone, granting a chuckle from his hoarse and smothery voice, He gives you a smile and lifts you above him, Before setting you back down. The sweet sense of reqluinish throwing itself to your heart, leaving you tender and curious. You wanted more. He hums along to the beat of music, It was a sort of violin or maybe it was the sound of those precious strings from ones guitar, But fuck. Everything was so calm. everything felt as if it were a perfect stream of water, moving so perfectly you could never had told if it was still or not. He brings you close, allowing for your forehead to lay onto his chest, His silver eyes glew so beautifully in the moonlight, His skin pale and fragile. His lips soft and heavenly, Everything felt so....so...unexplainable. This was all you could ever had dreamed for. And yet. So...Soft and fuzzy, like a memory from long ago, that you can never put your finger on but it always and forever lurks there. like your desire to breathe. 

The way the two of you gracefully brushed down the floor, You felt as if you were a feather, simply carried by the wind. if not perfectly floating then to be glowing, to be hellishly stuck in a pace, one that matched the rhythm to a point of which you felt as though could never end. as if you were a river that never ended. A symphony that never ended. A bird that never landed. A flower caught  in the wind of time. As graceful as a swan and yet somehow as clumsy as a child, If not to be a note throughout a carelessly empty song, Then to be a sudden shush of a heartbeat. to be a lonely yak. to be nothing but his forever and ever lasting. That was all you needed ,All you could ever long for. You had it all. 

As the music faded you felt as if you had done something so spectacular that if complied by anyone else, it would never be the same. 

You felt as though you had become a world wonder. you felt as though you were on top of the world. you felt...for once free ,Free to be anything you pleased ,And you knew he felt that way to. You felt as though your heart would never stop racing when you looked at him, You felt as though this feeling; Love. it would never end. Ever for this man. And that was okay with you, In fact you knew that he was al you wanted. So much that, Even after death you knew he was all you could ever long for and desire. 

he mumbled sweet things into your ears, And you knew. you just knew. You knew that you were in the right spot. 

Floor tiles. Ceiling tiles. Both marked with blood. And the sweet sweet retro feeling that you could always find a way to be. 

You belonged here. You belonged here more than you could ever know for yourself.