A/n: How would y'all feel about smut? Not a for sure thing, just curious. (Sorry this took so long, I started watching Future Man and got distracted- also Wattpad is being weird and doesn't type the way I want it to)
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After making out for probably around half an hour last night, we decided it was best that we head to bed, things were good..until quickly they weren't. Mike woke up at three in the morning, shaken up and crying about a nightmare he'd just had, I held him and reassured him that everything was okay, but he insisted that we sleep with at least one lamp on. Mike knocked out cold after that, laying on my chest this time, I woke up with drool on my shirt, but it was worth it when he didn't wake up crying from another nightmare, although, I didn't enjoy when he smacked me in the face with his cast three times, I'd take drool over that any day, unfortunately I received a two in one special..
He woke up too eventually, looking up at me with squinted eyes, he looked like his brain was buffering, which it probably was, because when I said good morning to him I didn't get a response.
"Mike?" He closed his eyes again, going back to sleep, yep, definitely not working, he probably hadn't even heard me.
I let him continue to sleep, prying him off me and replacing myself with a pillow, I kissed the top of his head, fixing the blanket, and finally left the room to go brush my teeth, I didn't know how long he'd be out for, but by the looks of it, he wasn't getting up anytime soon.
After using the bathroom, I spotted Abby sat in front of the tv with Smudge, I wondered how long she'd been up for..
"Hey Abby," I'd accidentally startled her.
"Oh- hi Ness, is Mike up too?"
"No, he looks like a family guy character after they've fallen down a flight of stairs," She found this to be incredibly funny, but I was now mildly concerned about the fact that she knew what I was talking about, did Mike not monitor what she watched?
"What's that on your shirt?" Oh shit.
"Your brother's drool," she made a face, which, yeah, it was probably pretty gross, but after swapping spit with him for over half an hour last night..I found myself being a bit out of touch.
"I was going to change, but I wanted to feed Smudge first," in all honesty, I'd forgotten it was even there, I probably would've continued to wear it around all day if she hadn't pointed it outAfter I fed Smudge and changed, Abby and I were brainstorming about what we should do for breakfast, she'd decided that we should surprise Mike with his favorite, French toast, the only thing was, we lacked the ingredients to make it..so of course we got ready and went to the store.
"No Mike doesn't like blueberries, he only likes the artificial stuff," we were by the produce, we'd decided to get some kind of fruit to go with the breakfast.
"I get that, what does he like then?"
"Raspberries, honeydew, bananas- but only when they're all speckled, he says yellow bananas are slimy and gross"
"No way, me too, they taste too much like plant when they're just yellow," she looked at me weird after I'd said this.
"But it is a plant"
"Fruit that tastes like plant isn't good fruit, it's like you're eating a vegetable or something"
"You don't like vegetables?" You know what? Good for her for liking vegetables but also wanting to have a milkshake early ass in the morning, she's got her priorities straight.
"Very few and they have to be cooked a certain way, people that eat tomatoes like apples and raw broccoli are insane"
"I do those things"
"Then you're insane," she giggled, grabbing a box of raspberries and putting it into the cart.
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FanfictionAfter the events from the fnaf movie, Mike finds a job, but is having a hard time finding a babysitter.