Michael awoke with a small yawn, his eyes fluttering open. He was greeted by the sort of familiar inside of his hideaway hut. Shit. Had he fallen asleep while he and Noah were chatting and eating snacks? Poor Noah...
"Good morning, my handsome prince," Noah greeted sweetly, his voice hushed. "You didn't have any nightmares last night. Did you sleep well?"
Michael offered a small smile, glad that Noah didn't seem to be mad at him. "Mmhmm. You're a very comfortable pillow."
Noah laughed quietly. "Thank you?" He kissed the side of Michael's head. "I need to get to work soon. Do you want to come with? It is a breakfast place, and I'm sure that I can convince Mister Johnson to give you a discount."
"Do... Do you want me to come with?"
"Of course! I've been wanting to ask you, but you're usually jumpy and on edge every morning 'cause of your nightmares, so I didn't ask. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."
"What time is it?" he asked through a yawn.
"About 5:30."
"Doesn't your shift start at eight?"
"It does, but Jessie Lou is sick, so Mister Johnson called me in to take hers."
"When did he do that?"
"Last night during the movie. You had already fallen asleep."
"Oh. But yeah, I'll come." He slowly sat up before he kissed Noah's cheek. "We can just go to my house for clothes since it's closer. Then we can take my dad's car. You didn't do laundry yesterday like you were supposed to—I'm assuming that means you left your uniform there."
"Crap, I knew I was forgetting something! How do you know me so well?" he asked, laughing.
Michael shrugged, then kissed him gently. "Anyway, you ready to go?"
"Mmhmm! Let's go."
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The Fall of the Aftons
FanfictionDisclaimer: This story is an AU, or an alternate universe! Not all of this will go along with the canon lore of FNaF. The Five Nights at Freddy's franchise is owned by Scott Cawthon. I do not own it. Most of the characters featured in this book are...
