Friend Or Foe (Human!FNAF x Reader)

Fazfuck

Freddy's P.O.V.

I cross my arms and make my way out to the parking lot, there's only one car there, and Goldy was right it's damn expensive. The windows at the front seats are open, I lean in through the window, resting my head on my arms. Y/N's leaning against the door, fast asleep, while mystery guy watches her fondly.

"Who're you?" The guy furrows his brow.

"Freddy Fazbear." I hold out a hand.

"Name's Isamu." He shakes my hand.

"No last name?" I tilt my head.

"Well, you got your last name from the restaurant." Isamu points at the pizzeria sign. "Besides, I don't believe you have to know my last name."

"You're right. My question is why Y/N is still in this car with you when she's supposed to be working."

"She's tired, duh." Isamu leans back in his seat. "Knocked out after that Goldy guy checked in on us. I'm just keeping an eye on her"

"Right, well." I unlock and open the door. "I'll relieve you of your duties."

I unbuckle Y/N's seatbelt, but Isamu grabs my wrist, looking at me with a scowl. I narrow my eyes at him and let out a low growl. Isamu lets go immediately, surprise written all over his face. I stand up straight and look down at Isamu in the car, crossing my arms.

"What, exactly, is your relationship with Y/N?" I say through gritted teeth.

"I'm... Her friend." Isamu looks at Y/N with his brow furrowed. "Or at least I think I am."

I smirk. "Then, why so protective of her? Why not let me take her to work so she gets paid her full paycheck, that way you can drive away from the scary children's pizzeria where kids disappeared?"

Isamu looks up at me, fear in his eyes, but there's a kind of determination behind it that I can't quite place. I sigh and reach for Y/N again, but Isamu shoves me back as best he could.

"Because she's been through a lot, asshole." Isamu glares at me. "And sure, I'm scared of this place, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna hand her off to some stranger, besides she and her family work for me, it'd be no good if one of my favorite employees were to die because of my own fears."

I raise an eyebrow at him. "I don't think you understand, I'm not out to murder her, besides how can I murder her after her brother made a big show out of it yesterday? I gained Landon's respect yesterday, and I don't think that Landon's the type to just throw respect around."

"No, he isn't." Isamu relaxes a little. "But then, why didn't Goldy take her inside?"

"Because it wasn't midnight just yet." I point to the time on the dashboard which now reads 12:04. "She's late, and I don't think you'd like the boss to lower her already considerably low pay."

"Y/N." Isamu shakes her shoulder lightly. "Wake up."

"Why?" Y/N doesn't open her eyes but turns over a little. "Landon here? Or-"

"The boss watches the security cams, and he doesn't like it when his employees are late, so wake up before your pay drops like the head of other nightguards that weren't quite as lucky as you." I cut her off.

Isamu looks up at me with wide eyes, and Y/N turns to face me, her e/c eyes locking with mine for a moment.

"Oh, it's just Fazfuck." Y/N sighs. "Sorry I fell asleep, working a night shift isn't the greatest thing in the world. Bye Isamu."

Y/N gets out the car and walks alongside me back to the pizzeria, halfway there I pause and look over at Y/N.

"Who is that guy to you?" I tilt my head.

"Isamu?" Y/N furrows her brow.

"Yeah." I put a hand on her shoulder.

"Isamu is... He managed to keep me in the Serrano family... He pays my family... I've known him since... I was like seven." Y/N shrugs. "What more can I say?"

"So?" I face her and put my hands on both her shoulders. "He means nothing to you?"

"Not nothing." She rubs the back of her neck. "He's my friend at the very least."

"Right." I furrow my brow. "He said the same thing, I don't exactly buy it, I mean, it looked to me that you mean a lot more to him than he lets on."

I lean in closer and glance over at the car, Isamu is watching us from the car with this sad yet scared look on his face. I smirk and rest my head on Y/N's shoulder locking eyes with Isamu, he furrows his brow then leans back in his seat. 

"He definitely appears to care a lot more about you than it seems." I point at Isamu. "He seems to be upset that we're rather close."

"What are you doing?" Y/N pushes me back.

I sigh, "Just a little experiment."

I turn away and continue across the parking lot to the pizzeria. Yeah, just a little experiment... So, there is more competition, I furrow my brow, I can deal with Foxy, but this kid, I'm not too sure. He's rich and has clearly known Y/N for way longer than I have, I stuff my hands in my pockets, he can give Y/N everything she wants and more. I, however, live in a cheesy pizzeria for bratty five-year-olds, the best thing I can give her is a large pizza with every topping imaginable.

I raise my fingers to my lips, I remember the kiss. I may have been drunk, but I remember every bit of it. I spin on my heel to see Y/N staring back at Isamu in his car, I walk closer, her face is blank, but her fingers grip her shorts tightly.

"Isa..." Y/N murmurs. 

I turn around again with a sigh, Isa? She has a nickname for him... Of course, she does... All she ever calls me is Fazfuck. I guess I didn't exactly give her the best first impression, I just... I sigh, I wish that man never killed us, I don't mind being a animatronic, but I'm just terrified of suffering like that again, I'm terrified of everyone suffering like that again. I scoff to myself, I sound like I'm five all over again, I open the door to the pizzeria and take another glance behind me to see Y/N right there.

"HOLY MOTHER OF OF PEPPERONI PIZZA" I yelp.

Y/N bursts out laughing. "Did I really scare you that bad?"

"Scare me? No I was just... surprised by your presence." I puff out my cheeks.

"Ehehe, alright, Fazfuck." Y/N pokes my nose.

Of course, my nose just has to squeak, I blush and cover my nose as she walks into the building, her laugh was really cute though. I smile to myself, then shake my head, no, I might like her just a bit, but she could still be dangerous...