Friend Or Foe (Human!FNAF x Reader)

Bunny Bon Bons

Bonnie's P.O.V.

I feel a weight on my shoulder, I furrow my brow and stop playing my guitar for a moment, glancing over to see Y/N leaning on me. I can feel my facial expression immediately softening into a smile, then I furrow my brow again, am I growing fond of her too? I stare at Y/N, I mean she is cute, but I hardly know her and I probably wasn't very helpful when we first met... It was true though, she was pretty cute scared and hugging a table leg like her life depended on it... Which it probably did... 

"Bonnie, where the fuck are you?" I hear Freddy growl from the other side of the curtain.

"Backstage asshole." I tease.

Freddy draws back the curtains and his eyes find Y/N sleeping on my shoulder, he freezes for a moment before sitting down on the other side of Y/N.

"Hey," Freddy mutters. "Do you think she hates me?"

I raise an eyebrow. "Hates you? Honestly, I don't know, you did kind of rip a fan out of her hands and throw it at the button that would open the door to another potentially violent animatronic. And she was already scared stiff, sooooooo, maybe."

Freddy lets out a sigh, but his eyes don't leave Y/N's sleeping form.

"When did you ever care what people thought of you?" I furrow my brow.

"She seems to like you a lot." Freddy dodges the question.

Freddy's never avoided a question before, is being fond of Y/N actually making him self-conscious? I glance down at Y/N she must be seriously tired, she doesn't look all that comfortable at all, and I know it's pretty cold back here. I bite my lower lip and unbutton my vest slowly, then Freddy grabs my wrist.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Freddy growls.

"Uh, it's cold back here, and I don't want Y/N getting sick." I push Freddy's hands away before continuing. 

I gently place my vest over Y/N's shoulders, then gently lay her down in my lap, there we go, now she looks much warmer and comfortable... Wait, why do I care? I chew on the inside of my cheek, well, she's cute, and she was really smart when playing BS... 

"Whatever." Freddy huffs.

"You totally wish you were in my position right now, don't you?" I tease.

"No, shut up." Freddy hisses.

I simply smirk at Freddy, and he growls at me before standing up.

"You're such an annoying fucking brat." Freddy huffs.

"But I'm, like, your best friend~" I tease.

"No, you're not." Freddy crosses his arms

"You know I am~" I reach up and poke his nose.

The usual squeak and he brushes my hand aside before sighing and sitting down on the floor again.

"Yeah, you are..." 

I grin brightly and playfully take Freddy's top hat from his head. "Knew it."

"Give that back!" Freddy growls crawling over Y/N to try and snatch his hat back.

"Nope!" I chuckle.

Freddy struggles a while longer before I just plop the hat down on his head and grin brightly at him, Freddy is always so cute and way less threatening when I tease him. I wonder how Y/N would react if I teased her... 

Time Skip~

"Ugh... What do I have to do?" Y/N puts her head down on the table.

Landon got to come along today and we've been playing Crazy Eights for around half an hour, we've decided that at the end of every round the loser has to do something for the winner. And seeing as I've won and Y/N lost, guess I can do something to tease her...

"How 'bout you tell me what kissing Freddy was like." I grin brightly.

"Uh... Well..." Y/N's eyes widen.

"Bonnie, that's irrelevant!" Freddy stands up, hands on the table.

"Hey, I get whatever I want from the looser if I win irrelevant or not." I huff.

Landon sighs and gets up, placing a hand on the table next to me, his brown eyes filled with this hidden rage I've never seen before.

"Listen, you have three seconds to run."

Time Skip~

"You know... You're such an idiot sometimes." Y/N sighs.

"Shut up." I puff out my cheeks.

She giggles lightly before pressing a cotton ball to my cheek, her eyes are full of mischief at first, but once she focuses on the wound she looks... Sad. I bite my lower lip, her being sad makes me sad in some strange way. I reach out and put a hand on her cheek, then lean forwards a little, maybe... A kiss will help lift her mood? I press a kiss to her nose and Y/N's e/c eyes lock with mine in surprise.

"You zoned out and you looked kind of sad." I back up a little. "Sorry."

"It's... fine." She gently places the bandage on my cheek. "There all patched up."

"Hey..." I grab her wrist before she could leave. "You wouldn't hurt anyone right... Like you wouldn't kill or injure anyone without reason... right?"

She locks eyes with me, then she pulls her hand from my own and shakes her head walking away, I slowly withdraw my hand from the air. Was that... Wrong of me to ask? It was impulsive, sure, but did I hit too close to home? Did I... hurt her feelings? Has she killed before, without reason? Did the hand I just hold happen to be covered in blood? Or maybe she's just hurt that everyone keeps assuming her to be a killer? I don't know, but she definitely didn't take too well to that question. 

Geez, I just want to know what she's like when she gets teased, I want to see her face when she gest flustered or frustrated with me, still, the five years old in me is scared of that murderer. I'm scared that it'll happen again, we are all, I'm just scared that she might hurt us, just as Freddy is. I'm less paranoid, but I'm equally scared, dying was not a fun experience. 

I sigh walking down the hall back towards the stage and when I pass by Pirate's Cove I can hear two voices, one is obviously Foxy, the other is Y/N and I get this pang in my heart. Am I... Jealous?