I try making a Frexy fanfic

Chapter 3 - Awkward situation

[Foxy's POV]

Okay. Stay calm. Breathe slowly... Stay sane... Don't think through... "Foxy?"
Startled, I let out a muted scream. "Y-Y-Yeah?" I tried sounding calm, but if the one you have a cr- I mean, have as a friend stands there in their nightwear while you're in just your underwear... Awkward...
"Do you want to use the bathroom now, or...?" ARGH! Why did I have to think that through!? It felt as if my body decided that the only body part that needed to be a red color should be my head.
"I-I'll wait. Thanks." So now what? Do I just go lay in bed, or sit on top, or lay on top...
"Just to let ya know...The bathroom's connected to Goldie's room, so maybe you'll...see him." Oh god. Just great.
"A-Alright." It was cold without anything protecting my upper body... Freddy, meanwhile, humming a tad too loud. It sounded familiar...I think it was called the 'Toreador March' or something like that. Wait, wasn't that Chica's ringtone? Does that mean...? I yelped, scared.
"Eh? Foxy? Y'alright?", Freddy said from inside the bathroom.
"Yeah, fine, just felt a little chilly!", I replied. Chilly wasn't even close to how cold it actually was. With the only source of warmth...I heavily shrugged. "Don't think through, don't think through, don't through think, don't think through...", I whispered to myself, "There's still the bed, we're not close to eachother..." Click. I took a deep breath before quickly dashing aside of Freddy to the bathroom, quickly locking the door. Wait. "Shet...land...shetland...", I, again, whispered to myself, reminding me to not swear that much anymore. I must've scared him with that. No doubt.

[Freddy's POV]

I giggled at seeing how embarrassed Foxy looked. Almost...cu... "Did I just...", I whispered. I just called Foxy cute. Wait, no, I didn't, right? Did I just say it out loud? Then he must've heard it...He's probably freaked out right now...
"Looks like I found the pirate's fortune booty!", a familiar voice from the bathroom echoed. Oh. My. God. No. I tried to open the door. Locked. What now? Act fa-
"AH~"
Okay. That definitely didn't sound good. And that was a moan. Of pleasure.
"HARDER GOLDIE~"
"FOXY!! GOLDIE!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THERE?!" Don't be what I think it is. Don't be what I think it is. Don't be what I think it is.
"Nothing! Goldie's just-", Foxy didn't manage to complete his sentence.
"FASTER~"
Was there something dripping down my nose now?
"Goldie!! Stop imitating me!", I heard Foxy say, irritated. Definitely wasn't good. Not good at all.

[Goldie's POV]

I couldn't stop laughing at the fact that Foxy was secretly having a nosebleed from all my imitated moaning. God, I'm good at imitating voices. "RIGHT THERE~", I moaned, when suddenly I heard a faint click.
Foxy had opened the bathroom door.
"Well. Well. Well.", Freddy said with an intimidating glare, "Looks like there'll be special 'gold-bear' pizza tomorrow." Nervously, I cleared my throat.
"N-N-Now let's n-not jump to any...conclusions h-here, shall we?", I anxiously said, trying to laugh.
"I don't need any conclusions to make up what you were trying to do." Okay. Plan B. It's going to be risky and against the law, but here goes. I leaned in...

[Foxy's POV]

I don't know what went through me when I did it, but it felt like the right thing to do.
I readied every muscle in my arm. I pulled back...and launched.
My fist crash-landed into Goldie's cheek, which was surprisingly easy to punch.

Suddenly I realized that Freddy was still standing there. Immediately, I backed out slowly.
"Ah...ahahaha...", I nervously said, my eyes switching from Freddy to Goldie.
Awkward.

Alright, that'll be it for now. It's almost 1 in the morning, I should sleep.Enjoy your life!~ Seelpit