Rivals (Monty x Reader x Freddy)

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Day Five

Monty's Pov

A warning jolted my systems awake, alerting movement beside me, pulling me out of rest mode. Y/n was wiggling like a worm, but I savored her embrace and kept my eyes shut for a few moments longer. She was so warm, but damn was she wiggly, and her heart rate was rising at an alarming speed.

She kept moving around so much that I couldn't contain my amusement and chuckled softly.

"You are so wiggly," I remarked.

Relieved, she blurted out, "Oh thank god, I thought you died!"

What?

Confused, I replied, "Died? Oh, you mean my battery? Nah, I'm still half charged, princess. I was in sleep mode.. so that I wouldn't die and you could sleep comfortably...." I explained to her, amused that she was worried about such a thing.

"Oh..." She responded quietly.

With a smirk, I added, "Plus I enjoyed the cuddles."

Princess fell silent, her blush betraying her embarrassment as she processed my words.

Adorable. I couldn't help but find her adorable when she got flustered like this.

"What time is it?" She inquired.

"Almost noon. Mallory might be here soon," I reply, loosening my grip around her.

Neither of us moves yet. She shifted slightly to look at me, my head tilted in a way that allowed me to meet her gaze while my other arm remained draped over her. Her hair, like mine, was a mess. But she was still so beautiful, she was never anything but pretty.

Cherishing this moment with her I smiled.

She smiled back, "Monty, you look like you're about to eat me."

"Maybe I am," I tease, sticking out my tongue.

I watched as her eyes flickered to my tongue and then back to my eyes. "I Should really try to head home and shower..."

Hmm. "Why? You look pretty still."

It was just a simple compliment, backed up with facts, of course, but she immediately became all frazzled and began babbling excuses to counteract my compliment. "I-well-I probably smell bad. And my hair is probably a bit greasy...and I didn't shower yesterday, so it's only gonna get worse throughout the day, and I gotta brush my-"

Worried she wasn't allowing herself to breathe, I covered her mouth with my hand, silencing her immediately.

"Damn, Princess, just take a compliment." I chuckled, pulling my hand away, "If you must go pretty yourself up some more, then feel free. I'll be waiting for you to return, though, so don't make me wait too long."

She pulled away, and the space felt cold.

Sitting up, she took a moment to stretch, and even that was cute as fuck, especially with how her face scrunched up.

"I'll hurry," She said, collecting her things and hurrying out.

Left alone, I stretched out on the sofa.

Her absence made my room feel empty. I should tell her today... maybe.

Rolling my eyes at my own cowardice, I rolled over to sit up. I should really charge up, but Mallory would be here soon.

As I rise from the sofa, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, noticing my hair is a bit disheveled, so I head over to my vanity to fix it up a bit. After smoothing it out with my fingers, I reach for a brush and carefully tidy it up.