Detonation (whitty fnf fanfic)

Detonation (whitty fnf fanfic)

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this is a fanfiction about whitty from friday night funkin. this is a halfjoke. judge me for liking a bomb and i will have your head. It covers his backstory. This story does not contain smut.
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Whitty has never been fond of being close to anyone. Whitty hates it to be near anyone in general with the way he is. So when he had to battle with someone, he already knew how it would end. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Whitty was left in his alleyway, alone and destroyed like always. He didn't care, not like it mattered. Though, that man was still in his mind. It was... awful. He never knew what it was to be happy with someone, and it appears like that man noticed. 'Why was he here?' 'Why was he alone?' 'What did he want?' Questions wandered in his head, though it was answered with one answer. "I just want to apologize..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ What was it like to be helped without anything in return? It was weird. It was something new for Whitty. Keith taught him new feelings as they learned about each other. Though, Whitty noticed how some of these feelings were a challenge to feel alone, but with Keith, it wasn't as difficult. Was it comfort? Was it joy? Or was it much more? And yes, I changed the thumbnail thing. I just searched up the term and it's from @PinkumoMB on Twitter.

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