Stubborn-Withered Bonnie x Reader

17-Quiet

"FOXY!! FOXY HE'S IN HERE FOXY FOXY FOXY!!!" You frantically yelled for the fox, failing to process Bonnie's meek body language.
"I know that, lass, now you get to get along!" Foxy chipperly remarked. He sounded like he was awfully close to the other side of the door, as if he was leaning on it just to make things harder for you.
"FOXY YOU JERK!!" You yelled, pounding your fist against the closet door one last time before giving up and turning towards Bonnie. You saw him sitting down in the corner, the furthest he could manage to get away from you. His ears were lowered over his face, which was dimmed down, and he was twiddling his fingers by his side. His body language had such a drastic contrast to how it normally was. Your hand slowly found its way to your belt. You felt the hard exterior of your flashlight and you were hit with relief. Bonnie looked up at you briefly before looking back down at the ground. It was as if he was...embarrassed? You couldn't quite tell if he was, or why he ever would be. You gave the door a few good pushes and shakes at the faulty door knob. Still wouldn't budge. You sighed and hit your head against the door, letting it rest there for a bit. You glanced at the rabbit again and he looked away to avoid your eye contact. It was so strange to see him behaving like this. You turned your back to the door and inched along the wall so you were sitting on the other side of the closet. You leaned back against the wall and looked at Bonnie to your left. He was looking down this time.
"Did Foxy somehow lock you in or something?" You asked dryly.
"No, I would have been able to break out by now." Bonnie said. His tone was so...off. He would have said those exact words with some snarky attitude, but he was so soft when he spoke. It was unsettling. You huddled in to yourself a bit more. "Foxy had this grand idea to get us to get along better or something. I was stupid enough to agree with it, but I think I'm realizing that this is a bad idea." The awkwardness was choking you at the throat. You really didn't know what to say or do. You just sat extremely still. "Foxy has a lot of stupid ideas. I really should have seen this coming. Well, I guess you were stupid enough to let him get you panicked and shove you into parts and services of all places." He chuckled. Yup, there was the comment. But it still wasn't very sharp. He said it sarcastically, but softer with a mellow chuckle at the end.
More awkward silence.
You couldn't stand it.
"Do you like your job so far?" Bonnie asked. You gave him a shrug.
"I like hanging out with some of you guys. But it's still weird. And a little traumatizing." Get me out, get me out, get me out--
"True." Bonnie paused again. This happened several times. He would speak up with some ice breaker question, you'd give him a blunt answer, he'd give a blunt piece of feedback, then there'd be more silence. It was painful. You hoped that Foxy was on the other side of the door listening in, that he'd get as sick of this as you and he'd just give up on this whole thing and let you out. How'd he know Bonnie wouldn't just kick your ass while you were in here? This didn't seem like a very good idea--oh, would you look at that. Bonnie was right about something.
"I just wanted to say..." Bonnie started. This sounded new. "...I'm sorry."
"...What?" You piped up, sitting up on edge. "What exactly are you apologizing for?" You prodded, a bit of annoyance gurgling inside of you.
"I'm sorry for being such an asshole. For threatening you, trying to hurt you, harassing you. All of it. I wanted to say I'm sorry. Hopefully that fixes everything." He added a bit more softly at the end.
"..." You were speechless. A small part of you appreciated that he took the time to apologize. But he had still done all those things, every night, for WEEKS. That's hard to apologize for in one go. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I'm sorry." Bonnie's tone became more firm, like he wasn't happy with your response. Oh, no he did not.
"What, did you think that one little 'I'm sorry' is going to fix everything? Is that why you were in on this stupid idea? You can't throw two people into a room, say sorry, and expect that to fix everything."
"Did you not hear me? I'm sorry. I guess nothing's ever good enough for you, huh?" Bonnie's tone was back to normal. He was completely turned to you now, his eyes flaring up a bit to their usual glow. You sat up as well. You weren't going to let the bastard walk all over you.
"After WEEKS of threatening me, IT'S NOT. NO. You can't just walk in and expect to fix everything!! I swear, you are just as dense, if not denser, than that fox. You don't have a right to talk smack about anyone else because you are BY FAR, the MOST ANNOYING, SELFISH..." you stood up. "IRRESPONSIBLE, CHILDISH ONE HERE!!" Bonnie stood up as well.
"I WASN'T THE ONE STUPID ENOUGH TO TAKE THIS DAMN JOB!! YOU SAW THE SPIRITS, THE ANIMATRONICS, WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE??!! YOU IDIOT."
"I. TOLD. YOU!! I'M NOT THE ONE PARADING LIKE AN IDIOT TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT ALL THE TIME."
"YOU DON'T REALIZE THE SHIT I'VE SEEN OVER THE YEARS."
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'VE SEEN, EITHER!!!"
"I WAS ABANDONED, STRIPPED DOWN FOR PARTS, AND BROUGHT TO LIFE BY A CHILD'S SOUL. A CHILD, Y/N. I WAS ABANDONED BY EVERYONE I CARED ABOUT, AND THE ONE TIME I CARE ABOUT SOMEONE, I'M TOO AFRAID TO TALK TO HER BECAUSE SHE'S ONLY HERE TO TAKE ME APART AGAIN." Bonnie paused for a moment, then sat back down a bit further away from you. You huffed and sat on the opposite end as well, clutching your flashlight in your hand. You were huffing and puffing trying to deal with the asshole, but you knew if you bantered any more, you'd probably push him over the edge. Bonnie was obviously more unstable than you were mentally; you didn't want to push your luck. The last part he said caught your attention, though.
You stayed quiet for a long time.
He didn't want to talk to you, you didn't want to talk to him.
You didn't want to talk to him.
You didn't want to talk to him.
You didn't want to talk.
Bonnie began raising up his hand towards you. You jolted and took hold of your flashlight.
Bonnie flinched back as you made threatening eye contact with him.
"Don't you dare try anything, bud." You threatened the rabbit. He lowered his hand and scooted further away from you.
"Please put it away. You can still have it near your hand if you don't trust me--who am I kidding, of course you don't--but I want to have a civil conversation for once." You glared at him as if he was accusing you of being the reason for that. "Yes, yes, I know I'm at fault for that. But just hear me out." Your glare softened down to a mere grimace as Bonnie settled down to start speaking. You kept your hand near your flashlight, though.
"I've done a lot of self reflection over the last week or so. When you were taking a break from work, I couldn't stop thinking about you and hoping that you'd come back. I didn't really know why, and it pissed me off. It made me think I was 'going soft'. Well--uhm--look, you gotta understand where I'm coming from. I think I understand now. Humans abandoned me, stripped me for parts and left me to rot. The only reason I know this is because Jeremy told me. A little boy who was killed by another rotten human who worked here. I never really questioned my grudge against people until it made me assume you'd be the same. And you weren't."
This piqued your interest.
"You were so kind to everyone and just what some of us needed. I've never seen that before. I think it scared me a little bit, too, if I'm being really. REALLY honest. But. When you were gone, I wanted you to come back. And it sparked some kind of...ugghhh, I can't believe I'm saying this......longing. I want to be your friend, to form a relationship or bond or whatever you call it. I want to give you the chance I've never given you. And I know I've been terrible to you. I've been awful. I'd try to be your friend one day, then the next I'd be in a bad mood or plain ticked off and take it out on you. It's terrible. I'm terrible. Which is why I understand why you hate me. Why you won't listen to me. Why you probably won't want to talk to me ever again...so there it is. My side of the story, I guess. It sounds like I'm making shitty excuses for why I treated you like shit from the get go. But I think it's the truth. It's the closest I'm ever going to get, at least. I hope you understand just how much effort I put into this to better understand myself. So you can understand me. This is all very hard for a sentient animatronic." That comment got you to chuckle. Bonnie froze from the sudden noise. You'd been quiet his entire monologue.
You stiffened again when Bonnie turned his attention to you. Your hand twitched once, twice, then moved away from the flashlight. You sighed.
"Bonnie," you leaned back against the wall behind you. You sighed and scrunched your eyebrows. "I really don't know what to say. At all. This is a lot. I mean, I have a right to have beef with you. And I guess you have a right to have beef with me, I will say. The only examples of people you really got to know were some of the worst kinds." You admitted to yourself you were pushing it a little bit there, those people were just doing their jobs taking the animatronics apart, but you stuck with it. "I was willing to give you a chance back then, but I don't think you were willing to give me one..."
"So we need to give each other a chance?"
"If you ever want to become friends with me, we're gonna have to build some good trust. For example, I trust you little to none still. I have my flashlight for a reason. Foxy literally used you as a scare tactic to get me in here.
"Where can we start?" Bonnie asked meekly.
"First off, boundaries. No threats, obviously. None of that attitude. You can keep the sass, but lose the attitude. The attitude as in the constant insults. Those are annoying, and they hurt sometimes." Bonnie looked down.
"Just give me one shot." Bonnie said, his confidence rising up a bit. He felt humbled for one of the first times. Like Freddy had just yelled at him or something.
"I give you a shot, you give me one. Deal?" You said.
"Deal."
(hahaha that just ended at exactly 2,000 words that's cool lol)
"So...can we leave now?" You asked Bonnie with a small smile, attempting to lighten the mood.
"I have no idea. Foxy is supposed to let us out, but he didn't say when. I assumed he'd come back and check up on us, but he hasn't come back at all since we've been here." You stared at Bonnie. "...What?"
"Nothing, nothing. I just...I, uhm. How do I say this without offending you? I've never heard you talk that calmly before. Like, articulate. If that's the word." Bonnie huffed and turned his head away from you a bit.
"Right," he said. Nothing came after that.
There was a peaceful silence now instead of an awkward one. Maybe it was a bit too peaceful. Your mind started to wander, then nod off to sleep. Your sleep schedule was f*cked with a lot recently, after all. Your eyelids became heavy. They weight down little by little until you had to jolt up to keep them up.
"Are you falling asleep?" Bonnie asked in a baffled, teasing voice.
"Maybe. What's it to you?" You spat with a bit of playfulness in your own voice as well.
"Nothing, I just thought you didn't trust me."
"Well, I'm not really choosing to be here, am I?...But I guess this is a good first step. Try to keep to yourself for a couple hours without putting my hand in cold water or something."
Bonnie was beside himself as you curled up a bit facing away from him. You looked cold.
Wait, no! No, no, no. I cannot be thinking of--not this soon! She'd be so weirded and creeped out!!
Bonnie watched as you relaxed a little bit at a time, your eyes still closed, and finally you dipped down onto your side to lay on the floor. He tried not to watch as your back slowly rose and fell. You...did look a bit cold down there...
Bonnie scooted over a tad to see if it'd trigger any reaction. Nothing. A bit more, and still nothing. He tested the waters and tapped you on the shoulder once, twice, lightly, a bit harder. Nothing.
This is going to be difficult with one arm.
Bonnie draped his arm over you and got a hold of your side. He sat up and brought your limp body off of the ground so you were sitting up, but only for you to stay limp and fall onto his side so you were leaning onto him.
Meanwhile, you were barely aware of you moving, but when you felt yourself up against something with a harder surface, you thought it'd be the other wall. So you settled with this and gave it no second thought.
Bonnie's eyes flared up with intensity as he frantically tried to think of way he could move away from you without waking you up. He ended up sitting there, still as stone as you slept. What he'd do to be able to hold you, have you hold him in return. What was he thinking? This was ridiculous. If you woke up, you'd think he was such a creep...
Bonnie was still as stone.

Some time later, Foxy creaked the door open and was about to let out a mighty announcement that your time was up.
"Shhhhh..." Bonnie shushed the fox before he could let out a peep. Foxy stood there, stunned at the sight before him. Bonnie shook his hand at the fox in denial, but it was too late. Foxy left the door open for Bonnie to leave. The rabbit was about to stand up, but he felt you begin to shift beside him.
With effort, he managed to pick you up and carry you past a smug fox back to your office. He set you down on the ground next to your bag where he thought would make a sound sleeping spot. He wished your small moment of intimacy had lasted longer, but this was only the first step. He had to work to earn your trust over time.

You opened your eyes suddenly, jolting up from your position. There was...commotion outside. It sounded like a few people. You wondered why there would be people--oh no. Did you oversleep?!! HOW?!
...oh.
What a strange night you remembered.