English Oneshots

Mike Schmidt x male!reader Request [[Five Nights at Freddy's Movie]]

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You didn’t exactly know what you were doing. Why you were here or what you were hoping to achieve. All you knew was that you had to try. You just had to. You couldn’t just move into the apartment next to your childhood best friend and not say hello.

So, here you were. Standing in front of his door, theoretically ready to knock, but not really. Your mind was racing and for a second, you thought about just going back Home and trying to avoid Mike for the rest of your life.

But that idea was quickly discarded again and with one last deep breath in, you finally raised your hand and knocked on the door a few times.

When nothing happened for a hot minute, you were ready to retreat from his doorstep without a second thought, but against all odds, the door opened after all. But what you saw in front of you, was not what you expected at all. It wasn’t Mike, nor his parents or a friend or anyone. 

It was a little Girl.

And she looked at you with curiosity in her eyes. Her gaze wandered over your entire figure a few times, before she finally decided to say something:”Who are you?”

“Ehm..I’m Y/N, Y/N L/N. I moved in next door.”, you explained with confusion written all over your face.
“Oh I saw you last week, when You arrived.”, the little Girl smiled at you gently,”I’m Abby, Abby Schmidt.”

Your eyes widened, upon hearing her last name. Schmidt? So you were at the right house after all? But where was Mike and where were his parents? Was this his little sister? You were honestly surprised that his Parents managed to have another Kid after everything that happened with Garret. Of course, you had tried to help Mike through that tough time, but after your Parents decided to move away when You were 16, you and Mike slowly lost contact until you had no idea anymore what was happening in his life.

And here you were again. Standing on his doorstep with furrowed brows, while his little sister opened the door for you.

“Uh, is Mike home?”, You asked gingerly,”Him and I were friends when we were kids.”

“I think he talked about you before…”, Abby mentioned casually, while she bid you inside. You quickly recognized that their apartment had the same layout as yours. A small living room that was connected with the kitchen and a hallway that led to the bathroom and two bedrooms.

You were slightly startled, as Abby suddenly called out for her brother, before she retreated back to the sofa to draw and watch TV. You looked after her for a second, until your attention was caught by a very sleepy looking Mike who stumbled down the hallway. 

"Abby?", he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. Only now he saw you standing in the middle of the Living room, looking at him with wide eyes. 

"Mike?", you stuttered, still not sure if this was such a smart idea. 

Mike rubbed his eyes once more, before walking over to you:"Y/N? Is that you?"

Startled by the fact that he even recognized you, you opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out. 

Luckily, Mike didn't even notice and just kept asking you questions:"How long has it been? What are you doing here?" 

You looked to the ground for a second, finally finding your voice again:"I moved back into town because of my new job and realized that you and your sister live next door." 

You tried to convey it all as calm as possible, but you feared that Mike would notice, that your hands were slightly shaking and that you could barely look at him. 

" Oh ehm, wow. That's nice to hear. ", Mike muttered and pulled you out of your thoughts, "Do you… Do you want a cup of Coffee maybe? And catch up?" 

You were honestly surprised that he welcomed you back into his life so easily. You hadn't seen each other in years and then you suddenly stand in his living room and now he's asking you if you want coffee. 

" Sure. ", you answered with a smile and followed him to the kitchen. 

"Please tell me if I am overstepping, but are your parents…?", you carefully asked, as the two of you sat down at the small table. 

Mike only nodded, running a hand through his hair. Only now, you noticed how tired he actually looked. There were dark circles under his eyes and he looked as pale as a ghost. 

" I'm sorry, Mike.", you mumbled after his short silence. 

And then you did something, neither of you expected. You reached forward and put your hand on top of his, squeezing it gently. 

You felt heat rising to your cheeks, as Mike returned the gesture with a lazy smile. 

" Thank you", he said, before slowly pulling his hand back. You quickly returned the smile, looking away for a second. 

"You've already met Abby, I presume.", Mike questioned, after standing up again to pour the coffee. 

"Yeah", you uttered, as he handed you a mug, "She's lovely."

The two of you gazed into the living room for a second, watching Abby happily draw with her crayons. 

"So, you're back in town because of a new job?", Mike interrupted the small silence while sipping on his coffee. 

You nodded at him:"Uh yeah. I work at the Police Department. They already assigned me a new partner, can you believe it? But she's supposed to be a nice person." 

Mike furrowed his brows at your statement:"Her name wouldn't be Vanessa, would it?" 

Now it was your turn to look at him in confusion 

:"You know Vanessa?" 

"Yeah, I met her the other night. I work as a security guard at that old Pizza Plex and she came over to see how I was doing", Mike quickly explained. And now it made sense to you. Some guys at the Police Department had already told you about the creepy old Pizza Plex…and about the fact that the Security Guards often didn't make it very long… 

"Well, maybe we'll see each other sometime then.", you joked a little awkwardly. 

"Yeah", Mike agreed, a little smile forming on his face, "That'd be Nice. Hey, do you perhaps have time to meet up to… You know, really catch up?" 

You were a bit taken aback by his question, but not in a bad way:"Yeah sure." 

Mike gave you a tired grin, probably not realizing how over the place his hair was. You couldn't suppress a little chuckle, as you looked at him. 

"What!? Is there something on my face?", Mike quickly asked, making a dumb face at you. Now, you fully had to laugh at him. 

Oh, you had missed your best friend. And you were glad to see him again. 

A/N:Requested by anonymous on Tumblr

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