Springtrap x Reader

I'm Sorry Part 2

I ran to go get him back. Why do I care about this? Why do I feel like I need to make amends?  I slowed my running to think. He's just a robot. He can't feel love, so why am I trying to go get him.

I pushed away my thoughts and went to just leave the building. I'm just going to quit after this. There's no point to this anymore; I just need to get over it.

I felt a tear drop down my face as I was walking and I quickly wiped it away. There's no reason to cry, so why am I? Ugh, everything is too confusing.

As I reached the door, I heard noises coming from the other side. I backed away a little scared of who would be coming through. At this point it's still only 2am. I hid behind one of the props, terrified of whatever was about to happen.

It felt like hours before the person finally got the door open. My eyes opened wide upon realization of who it was.

"Mike?" I called out.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" I heard him cheerfully call back. "What are you doing outside of the office?"

"I uh-" I stammered. "Nothing, I'm just walking around." I didn't want to tell him about Springtrap. Number one being that he'll want to hurt him, two being that he might think I'm crazy.

"Walking around when you're supposed to be watching the cameras?" he questioned.

"Um, well... what about you? Why are you here? It's 2am."

Mike began to rub the back of his head.

"Well I was just thinking I could help you pass the time," he said while hiding his face. Oh lord, I thought to myself. I do not wanna have to deal with this.

Not wanting to be rude, but not wanting him to stay, I said, "Mike that's very sweet of you, but I can handle myself. I don't need someone trying to 'pass the time' with me."

Partially a lie because I need Springtrap with me to pass the time, but Mike doesn't need to know about that.

"It's really no problem, Y/N. I like being with you."

Mike began to step closer causing me to back up in time with him.

"Why are you backing away? Just go back to the office with me and we can find some fun ways to get through these nights," he said with a wink.

I winced at the sight, knowing what could happen if he stayed with me. There was a million things going through my mind as he said those putrid words.

"C'mon, Y/N. Talk to me. Talk to me all night..."

I was backed into a corner. My breathing was heavy and fast. I was hyperventilating. At this point, I couldn't tell if the ventilation was going off (I haven't checked in quite a while), or if it was just the immense amount of fear I was experiencing.

He put his hand around my throat, not too hard, but tight enough to restrict my breathing. Each breath I took I could feel his hands slowly tightening around my neck more.

"Mike, please..." I pleaded. I tried pulling his hands apart from my neck, but my efforts worked to no avail.

"Please what? Stay with you? Be with you? Be near you at all times? Of course, gorgeous! I'll stay with you forever." His voice got deep and horrifying.

Tears began to pour out of my eyes, but suddenly I felt all the air come streaming back to my lungs. I fell on the ground, coughing violently. My eyes were blurry, but I looked up to see a blurred out giant yellow thing holding Mike up by his throat.

"What do you think you're doing?" the voice growled.

"Spring...?" I whispered while trying to reach out for the figure. "Is-is that you?"

I heard a loud bang against the wall and groaning. Assuming Spring threw Mike against the wall, I moved my body a bit forward to try to get to him. Arms wrapped around me and pulled me into a fluffy chest in a secure hug.

"Yes, Y/N. It's me. Are you okay?" Spring asked me.

I began to cry hard into his chest while he held my head and stroked my hair.

"SPRINGTRAP I'M SO SORRY!" I yelled while sobbing.

He visibly flinched and held me to calm me down. "Alright, alright. No need to yell. I forgive you."

"But you shouldn't! I pushed you away when I shouldn't have! I physically can't stand being away from you. Your presence makes me so happy and safe, and just every time I see you I just feel so much better, and yet, I told you to leave."

He continued to brush down my hair and rub my back to try and calm the loud and embarrassing sobs coming from my mouth.

"So you don't want me to forgive you?" he asked.

"Well, no. That's not what I mean. I want you to forgive me, but you shouldn't."

"Well... you're still not fully forgiven."

I stared up at him, confused. "What?"

"You'll be fully forgiven if you tell me why you wanted me to leave you. I mean, me leaving didn't really work out in your favor." He motioned over to Mike laying on the floor half dead. "He could've hurt you worse than he already did."

"Um, I don't really want to say..." I responded timidly.

Springtrap sighed and said, "Don't you think I deserve to know after I just saved your ass from that cretin?"

I giggled when he said "cretin" which instinctively made him pull me closer to him (if that was even possible).

"I don't know, Spring," I replied. I'm still not ready to tell him. What if he pushes me away? What if he feels awkward around me from then on? What if-

"Y/N," he started. "Whatever it is I'm sure it's fine. Just tell me."

I took a deep breath in.

"I told you to leave because..."

"HEY!" We both turned our heads to the voice. Mike stood there staring at us with blood dripping from his head. I gripped on to Springtrap a bit tighter in fear of him attacking again.

"Yeah?" Spring asked nonchalantly.

"I'm going to KILL YOU," Mike shouted before running at us.

I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the impact, but I never felt it. I looked up and saw Mike on the floor, again. Springtrap looked annoyed clearly.

"So you were saying?" Springtrap asked pushing me forward to continue.

"Uh-"

DING DONG DING DONG

"Of course!" Springtrap rolled his eyes.

"Well I guess I have to be heading home, right?" I said while pulling myself out of his arms reluctantly. His grip was a little tight indicating that he wanted me to stay. If only he liked me back, I thought to myself.

"Yeah, but you're not off the hook for this one. We can talk about it tonight."

"Okay..." I said getting scared of what would happen. I really would like to avoid this topic at all costs. "Oh uh," I began. "What do we do about him?" I pointed over at Mike lying on the floor writhing in pain.

"Eh, just leave him. He doesn't deserve the help." Springtrap chuckled inwardly and poked Mike to see if he was still alive.

"Alright, well, I'll see you tonight, Springy!" I shouted. "Thank you for helping me. I wouldn't still be here without you." I smiled warmly at him.

Springtrap's eyes went wide and a light color went over his mask. He rubbed the back of his neck. "U-uh, yeah. Sure. I'll always be here for when you need help."

I blushed in return. "Ah, yeah. Okay bye!" I ran out before I could embarrass myself anymore.

Tonight's gonna suck.

Author's Note: Hey guys! I've been reading all the comments from previous chapters and my most recent, and it just makes me so happy to see you guys like my story! I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I just go in and out of liking FNAF, but I'm going to keep updating regularly because it's just so much fun to write. I love all of you and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! ❤️