William walked into the doors of Fazbears, still thinking about the date. The blushing meant nothing. The chills he got when Scott kissed him meant nothing. The fireworks that exploded in his mind meant nothing. The butterflies in his stomach meant nothing. His heart aching meant nothing.
It means nothing.
Will tired his best to avoid Scott, based on the awkwardness he knew would be in the air. Scott did the same, trying to stay away because of the fact that he gets flustered around Will. So, the two went their separate ways. Will working in the office on camera duty, and Scott on maintenance.
Occasionally, Will would just look at the cameras on stage to see Scott. His black hair. His chocolate brown eyes. His hair looked really soft, almost like a marshmallow. Will continued to watch the camera, waiting to see if anything happened. Nope. Scott took his glasses off to clean them and Will immediately started to blush.
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Seeing as the red dot on the camera, was still there for almost an hour, meant that Will had been watching him. Scott fixed his black tie, and tried to ignore it. He went to a little girl, who was crying. Her Chica mask was broken. He went backstage to get another mask. He noticed the camera was still focused on him so he gladly flipped it off.
The room had always made Scott uncomfortable. The endoskeleton, all of the heads for the animatronics. It was like they were staring at him. Into his very soul. If Scott could, he'd burn the place to the ground. Everything tastes like cardboard and the walls reek of death and misery. Even the happiest child ever could recognize that.
He got the little girl a Chica mask, and quickly closed the door behind him. He wanted to forget about the way the mask seemed to watch his every movement. He handed the girl her mask and she immediately went crying and hugged him. Scott was shocked at first, then hesitantly hugged back. She whispered a quick "Thank you." Scott smiled at the girl and nodded. "You're welcome kid...."
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William was now looking at pirates cove, where children looked amazed by the out of order fox. He never liked that thing. It seemed....weirder than the others. He glared at the fox, and was going to switch to Nother camera untill he saw Scott with Foxy, singing along to whatever the fox was singing
Will smiled. He had completely forgotten that Foxy was Scott's favorite. Every chance he would get, Scott would get as close to the fox as possible. Now, since he works here, he he could get as close as he wanted. Will cringed at the thought of going onstage to preform. Even with the animatronics awful excuse for singing. But the children seemed to love it, and Scott looked like the happiest man alive.
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"There will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword, he will tear your city down, O lei o lia o lord." Scott sang along to the music, children scattered around him. He was happy to see the children enjoyed his performance. The black haired male continued singing with Foxy, waving his hand at the kids to signal they could join in.
The kids laughing, sang along to Scott's calming voice. "O lei o lai, o lei o lai o lord. He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord!" Scott smiled bright, nodding his head along to the music. Soon half of the restaurant was singing with him and Foxy, all smiling. The children who weren't by the cove we either smiling at him from afar or happily eating pizza.
Scott noticed that William was in the crowd as well, and he gave a shy wave. The purple male waved back. Scott continued singing, William singing along with him and the children around him. Scott encouraged Will onstage, forgetting that he wanted to avoid him. The other took no hesitation accepting the invite. Together they sang, with the children, smiling. Scott took William's hand, and smiled the brightest he ever had.
Together, they sang for the children, looking like the happiest people alive
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Shooting Star
Fanfictionthis is boyxboy so if you're not comfortable with that, it's cool. just saying that so you'll know. Suicidal shit be happening in here my dudes and dudetts. Haha, theres smut y'all. I can write that shit, but it's terrible and there will be fluff. a...