William Afton x Reader (One-shot)

Hey there sweet cheeks

You walked into the pizzeria, ready for your night shift. It was from 12 a.m. to 6 a.m. and it put your life in danger each night. It was your fourth night working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza and you were extremely on edge. The animatronics seemed to get more active and determined to get into your office as the nights moved on. 

You sat in your chair at the desk, waiting for the clock to strike 12. You stared at your monitor screen, but later realized this was a bad idea, as it drained your power. But, while you were looking at the monitor, something, or rather someone slipped into your office without having you notice. 

Once the clock struck twelve, you were very alert. You and your swivel chair were ready for the animatronics. 

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It had been two hours since you started the night. You had felt like there was someone breathing down your neck, but you knew you were alone so you didn't feel the need to distract yourself and look back. You checked your power, 69%, haha. You thought. You had worn one of your lucky shirts to work today because 4 was your least favorite number. The shirt you wore was a shiny red shirt your mom gave you from "back in her day," meaning the 80's.

Suddenly, both your office doors closed, startling you. You spin around in your chair, a tall, red haired figure stood behind you. 

"Hey there, sweet cheeks," He said in a deep voice, tinged with a British accent. He was wearing a yellow rabbit costume with had a purple bowtie. You ignored him at first and reopened the doors, more determined to stay alive than get distracted by the trash-bin of a man. He got closer to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind. 

"Ummm, the hell?" you said looking back at the tall man, blushing. "I don't even know your fucking name." 

He let out a low chuckle and gave you a cocky grin. "My name? It's William. William Afton." Wow, his voice is sexy, you thought when he spoke. British.

He unwrapped his arms from around you and moved in front of you. He leaned over so that he was looking into your eyes. He had green irises that stared deep into your soul. He grinned at you, which made you blush. He lifted one of his hands to touch one of your red cheeks. "Aww, you're blushing, how cute." He smirked cockily, moving his face closer to yours. You heard footsteps coming down the left hall and quickly moved over to the door and slammed it shut. There were three loud bangs on the door and then the threat left. 

"Shit, that was close." you said, forgetting there was a lavender lad standing right behind you.  you bumped right into his chest with such force that his long legs couldn't hold up after you basically ran right into him. 

You lay on his chest, unmoving. William chuckled at your action and wrapped his arms around you, still laying on him. 

OH SHIT OH FUCK OH SHIT OH FUCK---- You thought as blood rushed to your face, making it red as a tomato. You looked up over to the right window and saw Chica staring at the two of you. She looked at you, threw her arms up and left, unable to process the sight before her. 

William tightened his arms around you and moved his face closer to yours. You were blushing like a madwoman at this point. Then his lips locked with yours. They tasted like grapes. Interesting. 

You both lay there, lips interlocked passionately. 

William finally broke the kiss and got up, pulling you up as well. "Thanks sweet cheeks," William said, kissing your forehead and leaving the office. It was already 6 a.m. apparently, so it was safe to walk around and leave the pizzeria. 

You booted up the main power then left the pizzeria. This shirt really is lucky. You thought looking down at your shirt, it had a slight grape smell to it. 

You then drove home, thinking about William the entire way. 

AN: PLEASE DON'T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY. I MADE THIS AS A JOKE. I HATE MYSELF FOR WRITING THIS HOLY SHIT. what a trip this was to write :'D