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

13

Y/n P.O.V.

You bolt out the door. You aren't running away, no. You'd be stupid to do that again. You just needed room to stretch your legs. You run and jump around the yard, being careful of the thorns. Still running, you turn around to find Springtrap standing on the porch, eyeing you carefully. You slow down and look around, finding a big patch of tall grass on the other side of the road. You take off towards it and dive in, getting settled on the ground.

You smile childishly, hearing loud footsteps jog towards you.

"Y/n!" He slows down near you, trying to find you in the tall grass. It's too dark to see much, the moon being the only source of light besides his dim glowing eyes. "Y/n?" Springtrap calls again, looking around the patch, and you have stop yourself from giggling.

He takes a careful step forward and you attack, jumping up and pushing him down as he screams. You didn't think it through much so you fall with him, landing on top of him. He lays there shocked as you burst into laughter. He looks down at you and stares, then you remember you were on top of him.

"Sorry!! I was j-just playing a-and-" you scramble to explain yourself as you stand up and point at him, "that was an a-accident." You reach down to help him up, but he pulls you back down onto him, knocking the air out of you. He sets you next to him on the ground and rests his hands on his chest as he looks at the night sky, so you copy him.

"Lovely night tonight, isn't it?" He asks quietly, and you hum at him. You both sit silently for a bit, admiring the stars in the sky. Your mind starts to drift, when he speaks up. "How was your day?"

"It was nice. Kinda weird though, since I'm used to seeing a 'dominant' moldy bunny, not a 'feminine' one," you chuckle. He flips onto his side and props himself up with his elbow.

"You think I'm 'dominant'?" He teases, and you huff and cross your arms. He laughs at you. "I'm teasing, love. Although, I believe myself to be dominant, if the situation ever occured."

"Ew, stop. You don't even have the parts for that."

"I did." You freeze and look at him.

"... What?"

"I didn't want to tell you before, but I was human once." You stare at him in confusion, and he notices. "I was a man, but I met my fate in this suit," he says as he picks at the inside of his stomach, making it squish.

"No wonder you reek," you cringe at the sound.

"Yes."

You flop onto your side to face him directly. You still have to look up at him, sadly. "So earlier, when I met your other half, who was that?"

"That was the suit itself, Spring Bonnie. Somehow, the suit is concious, but since I died in it, I can possess it as I please. Though when I'm not, I cannot see or feel anything but the dark abyss that is death. Not to be confused with after life." His tone turns darker the more he talks, sending a shiver down your spine.

"What's with the name honeybun by the way? Is he just flirty or something?" He hums.

"That's a question for Bonnie. And don't worry, he isn't interested in your type," he chuckles.

"What's my type?" you scoff, and he smirks at you.

"Bitchy and nervous." You sit up and push his chest.

"You asshole! I am not bitchy!" He laughs harder and you try to get up, only for Springtrap to grab you again.

"Shut up and come here," he laughs as he pulls you against his chest and holds you. You gag at the smell of his corpse.

"I'm gonna puke on you."

"Go ahead, I need cleaned anyways." You try to turn to see his face.

"Second warning."

"As I said, I don't mind." You gag again and feel the vile come up your throat, burning it like acid, before looking over and throwing up onto the grass. Some drops hit his arm and your shirt, making you nauseous again. You look at him with anger.

"You're disgusting." He smiles, making you even angrier.

"I'm aware. Now come on darling, let's go inside and get cleaned up." He picks himself up with one arm, his other still holding your small frame tightly. He stumbles a bit, his torso flopping to the side and making that damned sound. He begins to carry you bridal style against his chest.

"I'm not taking a bath with you," you growl, making him chuckle lightly.

"Not if you don't want to, but I need a bath too and I can't clean up by myself," he explains and you grimace.

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"Susie! It isn't nice to spy!" The ghost girl giggles at the small boy before messing up his hair.

"Oh Jeremy, when will you learn to have fun?" she asks as she skips towards the house. He huffs and follows her inside.

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Sorry for the short chapter today! It's switching povs first thing next chapter, so I didn't want this chapter to get too chaotic. Also, if you forgot/missed some details from the very beginning of the book, I might suggest rereading before the next chapter? 👀

I have a timeline made for this book, so if you guys are confused, I can post it for you guys. I tried to keep it pretty close to canon, but I had to adapt things so it wasnt TOO weird... Um, oh! I'm hosting a DTIYS on Instagram, but I'll post them here for anyone who doesn't have Instagram to participate! I'll give more details on that later ^-^

Welp, I love you guys!

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