A collection of one shots that I wrote and posted on my tumblr account (lefteagleblizzard) after watching some of this movies. All of these are gender neutral reader, unless stated otherwise
Summary: Mike is determined to propose to the love of his life, but his attempts are constantly interrupted by nerves and unforeseen events. His younger sister Abby discovers his intentions and convinces him in a plan to make his proposal unforgettable.
Warnings: gender neutral pronouns for the reader so everyone can read. Marriage proposal. Abby acting like every little sibling would. Super fluff. Make-out session.
Words count: almost 4000
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Mike sat alone in the slimby lit break room of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, moving from one hand to the other the small, worn out box in his hand. He flicked it open and gazed at the cheap simple ring inside. It wasn't much, but it was all he could afford.
The ring's silver band reflected the harsh fluorescent lights, and Mike couldn't help but feel a pang of inadequacy. Could you truly want to marry someone like him, with a life as complicated and broken as his?
His mind raced filled with doubts and fears. The tragedies of his past, the constant struggle to make ends meet. The responsibility of taking care of Abby weighed heavily on him.
How could he ask you to share in his burdens as your own?
He sighed, rubbing his forehead with his free hand. Every time he thought he had mustered the courage, those nagging thoughts pulled him back down.
He thought about Garret, his little brother, who has been taken purely because of his mistakes. Mike had failed Garret, and he couldn't shake the fear that he would fail you too.
The sound of heavy and clunky footsteps echoed from the arcade, a stark contrast to the turmoil in his heart. He closed the box with a snap, shoving it back into his pocket. Maybe it was foolish, maybe you deserve someone better, someone who could give you more than just a cheap ring and a troubled life.
Hours passed, and soon Mike found himself back home. He slipped inside the bed where you were sleeping peacefully, observing how you would wake up instantly every time.
The mattress creaked under his weight.
The lines of fatigue etched on your face softened, and he marveled at the delicate curve of your cheekbone.
Your brows furrow, creating deep lines across your forehead. The corners of your mouth pull downward, forming a slight grimace and your nose wrinkled as if reacting to an unpleasant sensation. All this while your eyelids remain shut, shielding your eyes from the morning light.
"Hey," You murmured, your voice a raspy whisper. "You're back."
"Missed you," he confessed, his fingers brushing against your hips.
You shifted closer towards him, snuggling with him and putting your face on his neck. The stubble on his jaw scratched against your skin, but you didn't seem to mind.
