Friend Or Foe (Human!FNAF x Reader)

Denial

Y/N's P.O.V.

I yawn and look over at Isamu's friend Jiro, he's just been sitting out on the balcony smoking a cigarette the entire time while Isamu was drinking. I have no idea what to think of him, he's cute, but he doesn't seem at all like someone that would make friends with a person like Isamu. Jiro notices my gaze and his green eyes find mine immediately, he smirks then makes his way over to sit next to me.

"What's up, don't like smokers, little lady?" Jiro lets out a puff of smoke.

"My brother smokes." I shrug.

"Hey, Y/N..." Isamu grabs my hand.

"Hm?" I look over my shoulder at Isamu.

"Why do you always have to come here just to pay me back for that one time?" Isamu looks up at me innocently. "I could clearly just buy everything that you've gotten for me."

I bite on my lower lip. Why? If he didn't tell off the ally gangs that wanted me out of the Serrano family... I'd be homeless. I could buy him an entire grape orchard to make my own brand of wine for him and it still wouldn't show all my gratitude. Isamu sits up and places his opposite hand on my thigh leaning close to my face as if trying to hear my thoughts better.

"I... I just really appreciate what you did." I blush.

"You know, there are certain things a rich person can't buy, one of those things is time." Isamu leans in to whisper in my ear. "Furthermore things a person can not obtain, are things that a person wants most. If I could just bribe time into stopping I'd spend all of the time I possibly could with you."

"Isamu, you- you're drunk." I push him back.

"Pfft." Jiro rolls his cigarette between two fingers. "Isamu has the highest alcohol tolerance I've ever seen in my life. He's not drunk. He might be a little extra bold from the alcohol, but that's all."

He is right, I was just saying Isamu's drunk so I could deny the fact that he more or less just begged me to spend more time with him.

Isamu narrows his eyes at Jiro. "I told you not to smoke in my room, Jiro."

"Sorry, the little lady there was staring, so I thought I'd chat with her a little." Jiro stands and places his cigarette back between his pierced lips.

"Y/N?" Isamu drags my gaze away from Jiro's lips. "Do you... Have a crush on Jiro?"

"W-Well, I was just looking at his lip piercings. I mean, he's cute, but I-" I bite my lower lip, I'm probably just making Jiro feel worse. "I'm sorry, I-I should go els-"

I'm about to stand, but Isamu tightens his grip on me, furrowing his brow, slowly he leans in closer and presses his forehead against mine. I freeze like a deer in headlights when he gives me this sober yet honest look.

"Y/N..." Isamu lets go of my hand to place it on my shoulder. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

Isamu's P.O.V.

I lean in closer so our noses are touching and Y/N looks up at me her pretty e/c eyes filled with regret. I'm happy she told me the truth, even knowing it would hurt me, that's one of the best things about her. I press my lips against Y/N's and scan her surprised expression for a moment before closing my eyes. Y/N grips my shirt tightly but does nothing to stop me or tell me to keep going. I pull away and look over at the clock, it's about to be eleven-thirty, I hesitantly pull my hands away from her.

"I-" Y/N bites her lower lip, her face red as a tomato.

I smile lightly then gently tuck some hair behind her ear while I take another sip of red wine from my wine glass. Y/N sits there, frozen for a while until her ringtone starts playing, snapping her out of her surprise.

"Hello?" Y/N gets up and starts pacing. "What?! Uh, yeah... Right... I'll be there. Isamu, can you drive me to my job? Landon's... Occupied."

I raise an eyebrow before downing the last of the wine Y/N brought. "Alright. Jiro, hold down the fort?"

"No problem." Jiro calls over his shoulder.

Time Skip~

"Landon's occupied?" I ask as soon as I turn on the car. "What with?"

"It's a secret..." Y/N grins lightly. "But, I know you can keep a secret, Isa~" 

I blush at the nickname and quickly turn away from her gaze. She doesn't use that nickname for me all that often, which makes it super embarrassing when she does.

"Landon has a boyfriend" Y/N adjusts the passenger seat a little.

"Really?" I raise an eyebrow as I pull out of the driveway.

"Yeah, Landon's crazy about him." I grin. "They're so cute. I guess Landon just wanted to spend a little more extra time with him."

"What's the mystery boy's name?" I furrow my brow. 

"Greyson." Y/N looks over at me. "Why?"

"No reason." I shrug. "Just asking."

"You do have the address of my job right?" Y/N furrows her brow.

"Of course I do, Landon texted me the address." I make a turn. "What I want to know is why you took a job at a pizzeria where kids disappear."

I glance over at Y/N and she's biting her lower lip her e/c eyes focused down at her feet. Did I ask a wrong question? I quickly let her know she doesn't have to answer, but she simply doesn't respond. I pull into the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria parking lot and look over at Y/N worriedly. She looks at me, then sighs and takes off her seatbelt, reaching for the door handle, but I lock the doors.

"Y/N, what's wrong? Why are you trying to run from me?" I gently take her hand, furrowing my brow. 

"Isamu..." Y/N looks over at me. "I..."

I slip my fingers between hers, entwining our fingers and I lean over towards her. Y/N's e/c eyes refuse to meet mine.

"I kind of wanted to disappear too..." Y/N bites her lower lip.