Friday -- Part Two

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You jerked your own body around, getting ready for work in your small messy bathroom. It's been hard lately, so cleaning the house has been solely Springtraps job... But he doesn't touch the bathroom.
You tied your hair back, it's strands getting caught between your fingers. You grouchily yanked the tie out and started over. You felt anxious and rushed.

Henry planned tonight. Tonight would be the night. Tonight you'd take Springtrap with you to work and... Tonight you'd...
A knot clogged your throat and you leaned against the sink, feeling sick to your stomach.

Then your phone buzzed, eroding your thoughts into nothing and bringing you back to reality. Curiously, you grabbed the device and checked it, seeing a text icon.
You aren't very social, so who could it be?

Henry.
He's reminding you of the plan.

You cursed yourself quietly, biting your lip as you stared at the text bubble with impatience and anxiety choking you. You stood in the brightly lit bathroom in full uniform, though the uniform is stained and wrinkled. The floor covered with clothes and towels, the shower curtain open as you just finished a quick rinse, and the sink counter covered with makeup products and pills you haven't taken in God knows how long.
You really haven't cleaned in months, way before you even met Springtrap. You were so alone, so sad. You don't want that again...

"Y/N? Come eat before you leave! " You flinched and turned, seeing Springtrap in your bathroom door way. He was slouched, ears flopping, a smile on his suits teeth. "What's that? Who are you texting? "

"Oh, nothing. " He stepped forward and your heart jumped. "J-just rereading old texts with Henry! " You blurted, stopping him. He paused and looked at you, though his expression was hard to makeout.

Was he... Hurt?

"Why? " Springtraps voice was harsh, snappy. It scared you.

"You- you brought him up earlier. It was before my nap. I was just reminiscing. " You lied. You lied so hard and so good, but it throbbed inside you. Ugh.

Springtrap grumbled, staring at the floor for a good moment. You watched him, confused and scared and ultimately curious as to what he would do next?
But that's right, you need to ask for his company tonight.
You gritted your teeth, a headache forming from this stress. Your eyes traced the bunny and you began to repeat different ways to ask in your head like a loop replaying, a record broken with only a small handful of words to use to switch out the same question. It starting to burn a hole through your last remaining brain cell, your fingers brushing against your cheek as you nibbled on the skin inside your mouth with deep concentration.
It was then an abrupt feeling of something cold pressed against your cheek. You turned, looking as he nudged his nose against you.

A smile peaked and grew across your pink lips. What a cheeseball.

You pushed your lips against his snout, peppering kisses lovingly. Springtrap took you in and squeezed you. It almost felt like you were a married couple! So sweet and bright, your heart fluttering and his gaze flowing with passion for you. What a dream, really.

"I love you. " You blurted out through a whisper. Shit. Why'd you say that? You covered your lips quickly.

It was quiet.
Springtrap hummed for a couple long seconds. His eyes were closed and yours wide with wonder. Then he pushed against you, his nose prodding your skull. Was this way of showering you in kisses as well?
You blushed.
"I love you too, darling. " His British, rough voice tickled your ears and you calmed, smiling again. Thats right, hes your robot boyfriend.

It took a hot minute but you fixed yourself all nice and finally went out with Springtrap to eat before you have to leave.
You sat down and got comfortable, gazing at the delicious steak before digging in. It was juicy, absolutely the best!

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