You Can't Leave Me: Springtrap × Reader ((NOT discontinued))

9

"Oh- uh- well, I heard you talking so I figured I'd come and check on you," you explain as you scratch the back of your neck. He stays quiet for a second.

"You should go to bed," he mumbles just loud enough to hear.

"I-I'll just go back to bed." You go back to your room, and he doesn't stop you. You hear his door shut behind you. You shut yours too before climbing onto your bed. You didn't hear anything from his room for the rest of the night.

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When you open your eyes you panic for a few seconds, but quickly remember what happened. Then you notice how sore your body is. You groan as you crawl out of bed and head to the closet. You pick out a t-shirt and sweatpants and toss them onto the bed. You dig through the dresser and find some fitting undergarments, then change into your new clothes, putting your old clothes in a pile in the corner.

After searching the house, you realize Springtrap isn't home. You go outside and call his name, but there's no response, not even movement. It's still pretty dark outside, so you assume it's early morning. You get an idea; a stupid one.

You're making a run for it.

You look around the yard first, then go the side of the house you came from the previous night. Yes, the grass will tear at you, but you didn't care. You were going to get away, and no thorns would get in your way. You take a deep breath and charge into the grass. You've only gone a few meters and you're covered in cuts. Tears prick your eyes, but you stay strong.

Picking up the pace, you finally reach the other side of hell. You continue sprinting into the woods toward town. You're a panting mess, but you're still persevering. You look around and thankfully don't see any movement, so you slow a bit to catch your breath.

~Time skip~

You arrive at the remains of the attraction. Thank you girl scouts. You jog past it to find your car. Sighing from relief, you jump in and drive home. The whole ride your eyes dart. You're paranoid, as one should be running from a very deadly captor.

You park the car and get inside, locking the door behind you. The house is quiet. Good. You go upstairs to your room, ready to sleep it off like a bad dream. You open the bedroom door.

"Oh hey!"

Oh no..

"Sorry for the intrusion dear."

Please, god-

"I just came to grab some of your belongings to bring to the house for you."

Please no...

He stops.

"You know you aren't supposed to be here, correct?" he walks toward you, "You're supposed to be at the house, yet you chose to run, even after my warning."

No, no, no...

"That means you are to be punished. But don't worry my dear, since it's your first time, I'll be easy." He stops, towering over your small, shivering form. You part your lips to speak, but only whimpers come out. He just stares blankly at you. His eyes travel, taking in the whole of you. He slowly reaches down and picks you up, as if moving normally would give you a heart attack. He carries you to the living room and sets you gently on the couch, then turns and walks into the kitchen.

Is he gonna kill me? No, he said he'd be "easy" whatever that means.. You hear drawers opening and closing. Why's he in the kitchen? What's he going to do? Is he gonna drug me? He walks back in and crouches down in front of you. You find a knife in his hand with a needle with some green wire next to it. Tears flood your face as you sob quietly, trying not to be too obnoxious.

"P-please, d-don't hurt me.. It won't run again, I promise!" He looks you in the eyes as you sniffle, still a good height above you.

"I'll take your word for it, but you can't change the fact you still ran. A punishment is still required," he says, monotone. He gently grabs your wrist with his free hand, pulling it to him. You tug a bit, and his grip tightens, making you stop. "Close your eyes," he demands, and you listen.

You feel the blade press against your skin and slowly drag across your forearm, making you grit your teeth and your tears pour harder. You then feel the needle enter you skin, pulling the wire through it. Then out, then in, then out again.

Once he stops, you open your eyes and look at the "punishment".

"They're dissolving stitches. They'll disappear when it heals. He states, grabbing a bandage and wrapping it around your arm to cover them. "I'd rather it not get infected, since I don't have the necessary medicine to help that."

"Why couldn't I just go to a hospital?" Springtrap gives you a frustrated look and you shut up, looking away. He stands back up with a groan. As he moves, you hear a quiet squishing sound, but it's probably nothing..

"Well, we need to get back to the house," he says walking to your room. You panic, scrambling off the couch and running to him.

"W-wait! Stop!" He halts and stares at you as you block your bedroom door. "Y-you can't go in there! It's an invasion of privacy!" You try to sound serious, but it comes out as nervous. He looks at you with amusement.

"What could be so personal that I'm not allowed inside?"

"G-girl stuff!" He stares at you, and you feel your your defense slowly starting to crumble. He pushes you to the side gently and makes his way into your room.

"I don't care enough to snoop through your 'girl stuff'," he says as he opens your underwear drawer, making your face flush red. He slowly closes the drawer, looking away. "... My apologies."

Springtrap searches your room for things you might need, while you just cuddle up in bed, facing away from him. You wanted to cry, but you couldn't. You wanted this all to end.

"Done. Let's go," he demands, but you remain in the bed. "That wasn't a question, it was an order," he raises his voice a bit, and it makes shivers roll down your spine, but you stay.

"I want to rest first," you tell Springtrap, trying to make an excuse to stay longer. He growls at you, then surprises you when he picks you up, blankets and all. "Hey! What gives?" He doesn't look at you.

"You can sleep in the car."

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GOSH I'M SO SORRY GUYS!!! I was busy with family stuff, so I'm publishing late. I'm getting back on track with my writing, so it'll be ok! Again, I'm really sorry for not posting earlier. I hope you all had a great week, and I hope you have a great week next week too! Love you guys!

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