Human!Fnaf x shy!reader

Misunderstandings

Nobody Pov:
You walk out from backstage after being smothered in hugs. You feel a little better,but still hurt by Troy. Why did he hate you so much? You let out a sigh as get down from the stage.
"Hey, THERE's the lil' deer!" I voice pierces through the pizzeria. You freeze. Vincent walks over to you and hugs you from behind, burying his face in your hair. A look of confusion, uncomfortableness, and terror in on your face.
"you smell nice." He plainly states as he rests his chin on your head.
"Vincent, you are giving her a f***in heart attack." An annoyed voice says. You face has been forced by the weight of Vincent's chin to look at the floor. But you see some dirty, torn up converse, probably belonging to the person who spoke up. You try to look up, only to find you can't really. The guy roughly gets the grape to stop hugging you and pulls you away from him, basically cutting the circulation off to your wrist.
A little squeak escapes you and the guy looks down, sees he is hurting you, and his expression softens as well as his grip.
"ah.... sorry about that." He says as you look up at him. He is REALLY tall... Must be Mike. "Vincent is a little, how do I say this kindly... oh wait. It is Vincent. I don't have to say anything kind. Vincent is a f***in' perverted grape, so stay away from him if you can." Mike says. You make a mental note that he swears quite a lot, and a mental note to watch out for Vincent.
"Hey y/n!!!!" a cheery voice rings out. "Could you make your cupcakes?" Chica yells from across the room.
"Um, okay.... how many people want one?"
Everybody raises their hands.
"Okay... that is ...... 18... might have to make 36..." You mumble to yourself as you walk towards the kitchen. Goldie, Marionette, Freddy, and Foxy come in to chat with you and sometimes fetch ingredients that are on a high shelf because you is a smoll bean. Troy, Bon, Bonnie, and Chichi come in soon after and interact with you, other than Troy, who is just leaning against the wall watching.
Things get weird after you make the frosting though... some try to steal some of the frosting, while all of them are desperately trying obscure and strange ways to get it on your face. You have no clue what they are doing though, you just think they want frosting. Vix hung from the rafters above you while you were facing one way, holding a frosting covered spoon by the back of your head, hoping that when you turned around, you would run into it. No dice, you just turned round to see Vix, upsidedown, holding a frosting covered spoon close to your face and you immediatly grabbed it.
"If you want some frosting, wait till I am done!!!" You scold the fox and he tromps out of the kitchen.
Marionette and Foxy held a sting across the counter near the floor, and as you were walking the bowl over to the other counter, you tripped on it. But not fully, you stumbled a bit, then looked back to see Marion and Foxy on the floor, caught red handed. They were thrown out of the kitchen after that.
While you put the cupcakes in the oven, Chichi asked if she could have some frosting, and since she asked, you said yes, but just a little. You turned around to see a glob of frosting flying at your face, and you quickly brought the tray you were holding up to cover your face. With a thud, it splats to the pan. Lowering the pan with a scowl you kick Chichi out too.
The Bonnies decided to try, and ended up dropping the bowl, from the ceiling, and sending it shattering at your feet. Your shoes got covered in frosting, but nothing else. Looking up, you begin to lose your patience. The bonnies have now exited the kitchen.
Freddy, Goldie, and Troy are the only ones left besides you. A loud crash sounds from outside the kitchen followed by screeching, and Chica bursts in, the tip of her apron on fire.
"FREDDY! GOLDIE! WE NEED YOU NOW!!!!" She screams.
They both look at each other and sigh, walking out of the kitchen. You do not notice that Troy is the only one left, or that he is in the corner. You sigh and gather ingredients for more frosting, and a new bowl. All the ingredients were put away, and on the top shelf too. You glare at the shelf before scrambling onto the counter and opening the cupboard. Grabbing a bowl and the boxes with the ingredients, you try to get down. You look at the floor, and decide to jump.
You would have made it...
If it weren't for the frosting on the floor.
As soon as you landed, you slipped on the sugary cream, dropping everything. Nothing broke, you decided to take a plastic bowl instead of a glass one, and all the containers were fine. Standing up, you gather the ingredients and bowl as you set them on the counter. Starting to unscrew one of the caps, you notice your hand is completely red, and so is your forearm. You twist your arm to see a big peice of glass from the previous bowl wedged in your arm. You let out a gasp and stumble back.
Troy, meanwhile, is watching you, wondering what is going on, untill you turn and face where he is, and he sees your bloodied arm and the glass sticking out of it. He immediately jumps up from the position he was in and rushes to you. You let out another gasp, because you didn't see him, and he scares you.
You immediately step back and hide your arm from him.
"y/n... " he says, "Let me see..."
you shake your head, tears pricking your eyes because the pain is finally registering. He sighs and walks towards you, causing you to back up against the wall. He gently grabs your hand and inspects the wound in your arm. The glass is wedged pretty deep...
"This is gonna hurt, but it needs to get out." He says as you stare at him with wide eyes. He grabs ahold of the shard, inhales, and pulls.

Goldie Pov:
"The fire extinguisher is over there..." I say, pointing by the doors. Vincent has managed to start a fight with Mike, and somehow, that led to one of the party tables being lit on fire. We had pulled the two men apart, both with numerous cuts and bruises. Thankfully, that is all it was.
Chica grabs the extinguisher and sprays the table, smothering the flames. She lets out a sigh of relief and sets the extinguisher down.
Suddenly, an ear piercing scream comes from the kitchen.
"Y/N!" Almost everyone yells and rushes to the kitchen. I am first to burst through the doors.
y/n is on the ground, one of her arms is all bloody and a huge gash runs by her forearm. She is propped up against the wall and tears are streaming down her face. Troy is sitting in front of her, holding her hand and a bloody shard of glass in his other hand. I swiftly walk over and grab a hold of Troy's suspenders. He grunts as I pull him up.
"What did you do." I say calmly but firmly. Vix and Bon are with y/n, gently cleaning her wound as she cries out every once and awhile.
"I was helping her now put me down!"He yells in my face.
"Helping her my ass" Bonnie say blandly from behind. "You have hurt her before, why not do it again." That sets me off, it clearly does the same for everyone else too, We knew nothing of Troy hurting y/n before... why didn't she tell us?
I throw Troy against the counter. He yells and falls down. The cupboards in the counter are cracked and broken from the force I threw. I walk up to him and grab his collar.
"I know your new here, but if ANYONE OF MY FRIENDS gets hurt, YOU ANSWER TO ME." I spit out with venom and malice.
I feel warm liquid drip on my back as slight pressure is also added.
"Goldie, stop...." y/n says choking back tears from the pain, or maybe something else. "He didn't hurt me..." She is resting against my back, with her head near my neck, and I blush slightly.
"B-but how do you explain the bloodied glass shard?" curse myself for stuttering.
"I fell down," she says "On the broken glass bowl that was on the floor, a peice of glass wedged into my arm, and Troy was the only one here.... so he helped me and pulled it out." I look back at Troy, who is staring at me with such hate. y/n gets off my back and walks over to him. With her good arm, she helps him up.
"I'm sorry.." I hear her say. Troy looks taken aback.
"what for? You didn't do anything..." he says trying to comfort her.
"I-I got hurt, and needed help, but I w-was scared of you, so I backed up, annoying you..." she stutters "And then I yelled out, causing them to come in and think you hurt me, which made them mad at you..." Troy sighs.
"It wasn't you're fault..." he says, just a little annoyed.
A loud beep sounds through the kitchen, signaling the cupcakes are done.
"Oh! I need to get those!" y/n exclaims and rushes to the oven. I grab her good arm, stopping her.
"Goooollldddieeee..... the cupcakes are gonna burrrrnn...." she wines cutely, and I blush once again.
"Don't worry about that, Chica can take care of them." I say, looking over at Chica, who nods. "For now, we need to bandage you up."