My Smut Book~

William Afton x Reader

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!!

SA! ABUSE! NC! MAJOR CREEP WILLIAM VIBES! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SA OR ANYTHING IN THAT REGARD! PLEASE AND THANK YOU! I WILL WRITE ONE ABOUT WILLIAM FOR THE PURE MINDED SOON.

'Why is it that I keep coming back to this place? The same place that causes me to feel sick to my stomach every time I see it'? You thought to yourself as you walked into the Pizzeria, filled with unwavering dread. You did not look forward to working with.. 
him. If it weren't for this man, maybe you would actually enjoy coming in to work. You had been working here for about a year. It seemed almost immediate that a special 'someone' took a liking to you, eyeing you as you walked by, you being able to feel his eyes set on you, only to leave your body as you passed into another room or out of his sight. He was a giant creep. After you clocked in, you turn around to notice the creep himself, William, onstage, fixing one of the animatronics that idle on the stage. He notices you, his cold, expressionless face suddenly changes. A smile crept onto his face. Not a friendly smile, a smile which you cannot describe with any other word than.. sinister. A smile that would not leave you feeling safe and warm. Rather, a smile that would send shivers up and down your spine.

He winks at you, his silver eyes staring you up and down. You thought he might start drooling from the way he was looking at you. Like you were just a piece of meat. You rolled your eyes, dusting yourself off, letting him stare as you walk away, as you usually did when he creeped you out. You walked over to Henry's office that is just adjacent to Williams. Even seeing his name gave you the creeps. You hate working here, but Henry needs the employees and you need a job. You are just going to have him talk to William. Maybe he will be a little less creepy if Henry talks some sense into him. You stand infront of Henry's office, raising your hand to knock on the door, but before you can, Henry opens the door, his eyes lift from the papers that were in his arms to look at you. His facial expression switched to a gentle and kind look,

"Why hello, (Y/N)! Didn't expect to see your pretty face here!" He said, smiling while he checked his watch that lay on his hairy wrist.

"Yeah..I just need to talk to you. You busy?" You said, scratching the back of your neck, looking down at the ground, anticipating the conversation you were about to have with him.

"Of course, you can talk to me, I'm not that busy. I've got a few things to take care of, but it can wait. Have a seat!" He said as he opened his office door more, inviting you inside. You gave him a thankful nod and sat down in the seat in front of his desk. You took a second to look around at how messy his office was, papers were strewn about, some of them crumpled up and others fully intact. The air smelled of mint and that familiar Fazbear pizza scent. Even though Henry's office wasn't the tidiest, it still made you feel safe and at home. You couldn't explain it, but you just felt safe around him.

Henry set down the papers he had in his arms before he took a seat in his swivel chair, it making a squeaking noise due to the stress of his weight. He placed his elbows on his desk, intertwining his fingers, looking at you with a look of concern.

"What's wrong, darling?" His eyes studied you as if looking for an answer in your body language.

"Well, I just.. I really do not know how to say this.." You let out a slight chuckle, knowing if you didn't laugh, you'd most likely cry. "Screw it.. it's your friend.. William." You said, looking up at him, kind of expecting a reaction just from the name.

"William? What about William? Has he done something to you?" Henry asked you intensely. He leaned forward in anticipation for your answer.

"No! Not quite.. He just creeps me out. The way he stares at me, the way he winks at me and smiles at me.. It just leaves me with an eerie feeling in my tummy. I know he's your friend and the co-owner, but is there any chance you could talk to him?" You said, looking into Henry's eyes for an answer, or reassurance.