The taste of cherries - [ William Afton x Reader ]

:14: Good morning :14:

21/03/1983

"Honestly.. I hope Mondays stop existing in the late 2000s one day.."

You mutter quietly to yourself as you leave your apartment and head down the stairs of your apartment complex only to see the old lady who clearly hated you, going down the stairs in front of you.

You sighed as you step one step every 5 seconds behind the lady who seemed to have purposely slowed down.

Great. Just great.

The thought of pushing her even came to mind, yet instead deciding to just keep that in the drafts.

"Excuse me..?", you asked, trying to pass her, but she stopped.

"WAIT YOUR TURN YOUNG LADY. DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND HOW RUDE IT IS TO JUST TRY PUSHING YOURSELF IN FRONT OF OTHERS?" She shouted.

But the moment you saw an opening you slipped past her and ran down the stairs and walked to the car park.

With a quick huff and switch of the key, you started your car and slipped in a CD of your favorite music (comment what you'd listen to) and drove off.

Afk to r a few turns and long bumpy roads you made it to your destination. Williams house.

The more you stared at it though, the more it looked like a mansion and the more you felt incredibly embarrassed and excited to work for someone rich like this.

You rang the door bell after parking your car nearby, when the door opened and a maid greeted you. You had been in Williams house before but this was new.

"Hello? How may I help you, darlin'?", she asked politely, her light accent ringing out sweetly.

"U-hm.. I'm the babysitter-?", You fumbled out of embarrassment, not expecting to meet someone else other than Afton himself.

"Ahhh, course'! My bad lov', c'mon in.", she grinned, showing the little gap between her two front teeth, while opening the door more for you.

You stepped in and took off your shoes and jacket, which the maid quickly swept away putting them into a dresser.

She probably thought you knew your way around and left you to continue her chores, so now you were alone to "explore".

You walked into the living room and found no one so you walked into the kitchen, still no one, downstairs hallway? No one.

"Ugh...", you groaned and walked upstairs only to be greeted with a shirtless William Afton, just walking out of the bathroom.

The day couldn't get any worse/better

You mentally died in the spot, but physically flushed a bright red in the face. "aAh! I-I'm so so so sorry!", You quickly apologized, hiding your face in your hands.

"I got lost and no one was downstairs and the maid that greeted me by the door disappeared and I was scared you might have forgotten I was here and the kids weren't anywhere so I walked upstairs-", you rambled, stopping when you heard yourself yap too much.

William also seemed to flush slightly, but you couldn't tell since your eyes were covered and squeezed shut, he put his towel around his neck.

"Good morning.", He sighed groggily with that, oddly attractive, raspy low voice he gets in the morning.

What a wonderful way to start the day. Maybe you shouldn't have pushed past that grandma, maybe then you wouldn't be stuck in this position.

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