The taste of cherries - [ William Afton x Reader ]

:10: What a mess! :10:

13/03/1983

"Motherfu-"

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!"

You screamed at the slow ass granny driving in front of you, though she couldn't hear you anyways from the inside of your car.

William had asked you in the morning to come meet him, so that's what you did, or adleast.. you wanted to. But the granny in front of you was not only slowing you down but also slowly irritated you more and more, but finally you parked in front of the diner, the place being pretty empty for this hour.

You walked into the diner and looked around, hoping you would spot William somewhere. After 5 minutes of uneventful standing in one place, looking like a helpless lost child and being too scared to ask anyone, you looked outside the window having a genius idea to check if his car was in the parking lot.

"Wait which car even is his.." you muttered quietly to yourself under your nose.

Then suddenly you felt something cold on your shoulder.

You flinched and turned around to karate chop the closest thing nearby, but instead noticed William who smiled at you warmly, a little confused with your actions and took his hand off your shoulder. "Are you alright dear?" He asked and lowered your hands gently.

You sighed, "Sorry."

He looked different today.. his hair was a little messy and he wore a simple purple sweater and blue jeans, instead of his usual smart outfit and held baby Evan on his hip. He looked a little tired, most likely from yesterday, but still kept a warm expression as he looked down at you.

"No worries. I apologise for startling you." He chuckled and motioned to a free booth for the both.. or rather three of you to sit. Elizabeth already sat happily in a high chair for babies and drank from a sippy cup, observing you with interest and for some reason there was some bitten up paper again and chewed up pencils.

You sat across William and Evan who wobbly sat on his father's lap and sucked on his pacifier messily. Looking over at Evan you noticed the couple month old boy was dressed up like a 40 year old man, with his striped blue collared shirt and skinny blue jeans. He even wore a damn bow tie, while Liz wore a pink fairy dress and white stockings. Which clearly meant something had gone wrong.

It was pretty clear that William really needed help, and slowly you began to worry about what Michael wore to preschool...

You looked away from the two babies and looked over at William, who looked like he'd been caught staring at you.

"So... What's with the... interesting choice of clothing?" You asked with a small confused smile.

Williams cheeks flushed a little pink at the question and he chuckled out of embarrassment. "I wanted to dress up the twims and me nicely for this da- uhm.. I mean.. meeting, but when I finished with Evan I noticed the time and Lizzie was crawling around in this dress- so I stuffed them in their coats and then I noticed that I was shirtless- and oh! It was such a mess." He sighed, jumbling his words.

You laughed already imagining it all in your head, even the shirtless part- you quickly averted your mind from your imagination by asking another question. "So why was Elizabeth in a fairy dress?"

Williams cheeks flushed slightly brighter.

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