FNAF Human AU One-Shots

Yandere! Golden Freddy X Reader

Requested on Quotev

WARNING
This chapter contains death and implied kidnapping.
If you are at all uncomfortable with this content, a summary will be provided at the end of the chapter.

While this one-shot was requested with the name Golden Freddy, I will be using the name Fredbear seeing as that is the original name of the golden bear.

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You finished stuffing your work uniform into your duffel bag, hearing the last of your fellow co-workers leave the room. With a sigh, you ran a hand through your now messy hair. Not even changing into something more comfortable made your body feel less icky.

"Oh- I didn't realize you were still here."

Glancing over your shoulder, you noticed one of the stage performers, Fredbear, had entered. He seemed a little startled, but otherwise had a soft smile on his face. His platinum blond hair looked just as messy as your own and his costume was pretty ruffled.

"Sorry. Guess I was just spacing out a little more than normal," you said, letting out a small laugh.

"Oh no. I completely understand, love. It's tough working here," he said, letting out a small laugh of his own.

You smiled at the nickname. You hadn't heard him use it before, but maybe you just never paid attention. It wasn't the first time.

"So, I'm assuming you're going to be leaving?" he asked.

"Yeah, gotta start the walk home as soon as I can," you said.

"Why don't you wait for me. I can give you a ride."

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to be a bother."

"I'm sure. Despite what you and the other staff might think, myself and Bonnie try not to be as stuck up as the other stage performers in this company."

You nodded, letting out a small laugh and saying, "thank you."

"Of course, love."

It took a few minutes, and a few questions from Bonnie's stage performer, but Fredbear had eventually left the changing room and led you to his car. The ride home was in all honesty quite relaxing, and you were quite surprised at how kind and overall pleasant he was to be around. It was common for staff to be distant with the performers, usually because the performers were considered more important by higher ups and "shouldn't be separated unless absolutely necessary". You were very frequently told horror stories by other staff of how horrible some of the different groups were.

By the time you reached your apartment, you were thoroughly impressed with the stage performer and filled with a slight sense of giddiness for your next shift.

A few weeks passed. Fredbear had been nothing but kind to you and was even getting his stage partner to warm up to you. Your days seemed to get a lot better, having someone with actual power within the building there to stand up for you when a customer got unnecessarily bitchy. Your life finally started to feel like it was going somewhere good. You were even thinking you might've had a bit of a crush on him now.

You heaved the bags of groceries up your apartment's staircase, letting out a small huff. Sure, your roommates had the day off, but no, you had to be the one to pick up groceries on the way home. You loved them, but lord were you annoyed with them right now. Using the wall as support, you tried to balance the groceries in your hand as you dug through your pocket for your keys. You used your foot to hit the door a few times, hoping one of them would hear you and open the door before you got your keys. Finally, you got your keys out and unlocked the door, pushing it open.