illegal love || William Afton x reader

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05/07/1987.

It had been exactly three months since you went undercover. Summer, the season where people would take days off work and spend time at the beach whit family and friends, but you couldn't, you still had to find any clues, you still haven't found nothing, but you knew that you would find something soon, you just had to be patient..

Since that time Dave and you um.. Almost were about to have intercourse inside the staffroom of the pizzeria no one talked about it and acted like nothing, thankfully.

You also ticketed the make out as a "friendly gesture" and also did Dave.

Did you even like him? Did he even like you?
You didn't know, but maybe it won't happen nothing.

• • •

You woke up by the sound of your alarm, the sheets of your bed thrown on the floor in the middle of the night because it was too hot outside, you reached to turn off the alarm.

7:32AM.

Shit, you were late. You quickly got out of bed, putted on your uniform, pulled your hair in a ponytail like always and brushed your teeth, fuck drinking the coffee, you were gonna survive whit out it for a day.

You drove to the pizzeria, you kinda missed when Dave would dive you home, because that was the only time the two of you could talk privately, even though in the first weeks he was grumpy as always.

You parked your car and got out.
You rubbed your eyes as you locked your car before storing your keys inside the bag.

You walked your way towards the glass doors of the entrances, slightly seeing your reflection but at the same time seeing the insides of the main room.

You pulled one of the doors and entered inside.
"Hey, Y/N" Alex waved, you smiled and waved in response before directly walking towards the staffroom.

As you opened the plastic door with the sign on it that said "STAFFROOM", you were met by Dave just chilling in there, even if you and him have been extremely close in the past 1 month or so, he still would just stay by himself inside the staffroom before the pizzeria doesn't start to fill up whit people. "Good morning." Dave blurted out as he noticed you enter the room.

"Good morning, Dave." You said back as you proceeded to store your bag inside the locker.
You were about to leave, when Dave began to speak again "About that time." He said, locking his hands together, you turned to look at him, baffled that he would randomly bring up that argument after almost a month since that happened.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Dave asked, looking at you.

You crossed your arms
"I don't know, do you want to talk about it?" You scoffed, raising a brow.
"I mean, I'd love to." Dave shrugged. Lately his tone changed, it wasn't his usual grumpy and American tone, his tone sounded more British and less grumpy, but the grumpiness was still there.
"It's been almost a month since that happened." You rubbed the back of your neck and locked away.

"But that doesn't mean that we can't talk about it."

"The more i think about it, the more it gets embarrassing" You looked up at him, dropping your hand from your neck.
"I know- I shouldn't have given in." Dave admitted, his tone sounded calmer.
"Hey, at least they entered the room before anything happened." You awkwardly chuckled, trying to reassure him.
The room went awkwardly silent, you looked down at your feet, and most likely was Dave too.