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• 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒾𝓈 •

A/N : Picture above is from the anime " Beelzebub-Jou No Oki Ni Mesu Mama " ♥

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Mike pushes the door open with his right hand, wiping his tears with the left one. For once in his life, he was happy to be in the pizzeria, even if it meant he had to risk his life one more time for not-so-much money.

He came in early tonight; it was only 10:35 pm.

But it's not like he really had the choice, his father was terribly mad at him and the only way to avoid getting insulted or beaten up was staying out.

Just thinking about it made him shiver, and he tears up again while walking to the office. Here is the only place where he can cry loudly instead of holding it all in his throat, since he was alone. Only animatronics were around him.

No one to judge him or bother him, all night.

He smiles, seeing the familiar place where he stays every night.

This part of the pizzeria was entirely his.

No one else than him ever wanted to go there, no one else wanted the job, because Mr.Smith was honest. He always told them what the risks were.

Since only Mike ever goes in the office, he took the time one night to make it comfortable. Now it had some fairy lights on the walls, a pillow and a blanket on the chair, and a few games in the drawers, in case he comes it early. Or when he had nothing else to do, since the animatronics sometimes take a sort of break.

At least now he had something to do for the next hours.

He sits on the chair and covers his whole body with the blanket.

That's against the human nature.

He curls up, bringing his knees to his chest.

The way you think doesn't make any sense.

This comforted him so much, he wished he could stay in this place forever.

A few more tears slip out of his eyes, staining his cheeks as they run down to his chin. He hated crying. More like, he hated his face after crying.

His eyes always turn red when he cries, and it only goes off after an hour or two. And he just looked like shit, to be honest.

If he had a choice, he would immediately stop crying.

But the pain in his chest told him- ordered him to keep sobbing.

Mike wraps his arms around his knees and buries his head in the warm space between his chest and his thighs. Now he felt really safe. As if nothing could approach him, whether it was the animatronics or the pain that the world gives you sometimes.

He felt at home.

Closing his eyes, he lets his mind wander off to appeasing dreams, allowing himself to escape from the reality.

~ ♥ 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎-𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 ♥ ~

" I didn't raise you to be like that. "

Mike's father lights up his cigarette, staring at his son. Mike felt so uneasy, and regretted his confession. Maybe he should've hidden it a little longer.

" Dad, it's not about the education. It's just me. " He carefully chooses his words, knowing that if he says the wrong thing, his father would be terribly mad at him.

" Get out of this house. "

Mike's entire body suddenly receives a freezing wave, paralyzing him. He could feel his heart dropping to the bottom of his stomach.