The taste of cherries - [ William Afton x Reader ]

:21: Tell him!! :21:

24/05/1983

"Why did I agree!" You yelled at yourself as you ran around your apartment, looking for all your things as you rushed to get ready.

While in the moment when William was all sweet and gentle, you could barely focus! It was as if you stopped working in the moment.

Things were going too fast.

While sure, it's cute to have someone around you, calling you petnames... acting like a lover..

It wasn't your time for it.

Of course, you understood that he was clearly freshly divorced and didn't have anyone else to depend on, but then again, you should get a little voice in it, too!

I should tell him to slow down..
But won't it hurt his feelings?

And? I have feelings too.

With a small sigh you walked down the staircase of your apartment building, heading to the exit and meeting William at the door.

"[Y/n]!", He smiled warmly, he held out his arms for you.

Awkwardly you shuffled over to him and hugged him. "Hi Will." You mutter quietly, a bit embarrassed, yet happy to see him.

"How are you, love? Are you excited? I have a few things planned for this evening." He said softly, rubbing your shoulder.

He leaned over wanting to give you a quick kiss, but before he could you pulled away, jolting your head back.

He noticed but didn't comment, giving you a soft look and pulling away himself. "Would you like to hold my hand?" He muttered, holding it out.

You nod at the question, holding his hand with your slightly smaller one, his warmth engulfing you gently.

The walk was quiet, but comfortable... well to him.. the whole time you were warring with your own mind to speak up for yourself, but you couldn't help it.

He'll understand, idiot. It's William we're taking about.. he's too weak for me to even deny my request..

But what if he gets so upset he completely drops me?

What even is my relationship with him? Are we dating?? Are we official?! Am I missing something?!?!?

"[Y/n]" the familiar British voice gently called you.

Snapping out of your whirling mind you glanced up at the taller male.

"Thank you for going out with me.", He smiled kindly.

"Don't thank me.. I..  I wanted to.", You returned the smile, with a meeker one.

"I...", He trailed off, stopping in the middle of the path you two walked, his hand still in yours.

Subtly you looked around the environment.. it was so romantic..

Standing in a park, hand in hand, heading on a date, small talk..

Was he going to..

"I need to confess.", Mumbles hoarsely.

Oh no. Oh nonono.. don't do this! Don't go there! Don't confess anything please!

Your face might have remained calm and curious but your entire nervous system was having a meltdown.

"I l-", he Started.

"Will", You cut him off, laying your free hand over his mouth.

"Can we..

Slow it down..?",

William looked down at you, his anxious gaze slowly calming down and softening once again.

He always looked at you so softly, so warmly. Genuine. It was as if not a single thing you said would ever push him away from you.

He gently reached over with his free hand and nodded, holding your wrist carefully.

"Whatever you need, darling."