Wake Up - William Afton x Male Reader

Chapter 2 : Staring Problems

The sun flashes you and you get up annoyed, your eyes still burning and slightly tired from all your crying. You look around the room, sighing, while you're more than grateful for Damien/Daryl giving this room to you. It doesn't feel like home just yet, but neither does home anymore.

Finding some hidden energy, you stretch and get up. You grab your bag, pulling out an outfit. You pull over a white top and your button up on before pulling some black pants on. Sliding your boots on, you get your morning routine started. First fix your appearance and grab your toothbrush and paste. You get out and are surprised when you see Damien/Daryl about to knock, his face contorts into a simple smile.

"Oh hey! I was about to wake you up!" Damien/Daryl chuckles to himself, "How was your sleep?" He asks, leaning against the door frame with a sheepish grin on his face.

"It was fine, seriously thank you." You know that you're getting repetitive but you can't express your gratitude enough. You'd thank this man a hundred more times and still feel like you need to say it.

"It's no problem, I was actually looking for a roommate for a while now and luck struck us both." Damien/Daryl says, smiling still, this genuine and sweet tone accompanying his voice.

You nod slightly, "I'm happy to know that I'm not a bother." You mumble, a little embarrassed as you say that.

"A bother? Oh please," Damien/Daryl chuckles again, "I made breakfast, when you're done getting ready it's on the table. I'll give you a tour of the town when you're done." He states, brushing his dark hair out of his face.

You nod again, Damien/Daryl was so nice, you really do feel like you need to say thank you till the day you die to pay him back. You both part ways and once you finish your routines, you meet Damien/Daryl at the table. You find an omelet with spinach/oatmeal with fruit, alongside toast and a glass of milk/orange juice. Damien/Daryl smiles at you sweetly as you slowly enjoy your food, food, and his smile is comforting. Once you're finished, Damien begins collecting his things and you do as well, remembering his plans for today.

"You ready to see the harmony of New Harmony?" Damien/Daryl jokes with a very playful tone in his words. God that was a bad joke but nonetheless, it makes you laugh. Laughing just feels super nice with everything that has happened so far.

You can't help but roll your eyes and nod before he unlocks the door. The sun is as bright as it was when it woke you up on this summer day, your skin sun kissed/tanned/slightly red from living in Utah all your life. Now that you're starting a fresh day here, you barely realize how peaceful and beautiful New Harmony as a town is. There are some noises but it's comforting. It's not as small as your old town but it's definitely not that big.

You follow Damien/Daryl around for a few hours, he shows you places like the sheriff station, library, cafes, and many other places. You find it hard to remember all these places and remember anything here really.

"Hey Damien/Daryl, do you know if any places are hiring?" You ask, cutting him off as he introduces what seems to be a clothing shop.

"In this town? The places are always hiring, I work at the local paper as the main reporter, does that interest you?" Damien"Daryl questions while looking around for what seems to be no reason.

You think for a second, "I don't know, I'll have to see. I love kids though, so are there any places kids like?" You ask, smiling sweetly.

"Well, there's not a lot here but there's this place down the road and it's a pizzeria I think? I don't go often, not my scene and I've had fellow reporters write some weird stuff on that place..." Damien/Daryl mumbles, blowing his dark brown hair out of his face.