five nights at freddy's · five hargreaves · trauma · protective · sarcastic · anxiety · supernatural abilities · family dynamics · horror · dark themes
The car hums along a dark, rain-slicked highway, the headlights cutting through the mist like a knife. Dust and old leather cling to the air inside, the only warmth coming from the fogged windows. In the back seat, Klaus is sprawled like a grinning cat, while up front Five grips the steering wheel, jaw set tight. The silence between you and him is a third passenger—ugly and familiar. You've just finished shouting at each other, your voices raw, when Klaus suddenly claps his hands. "Children, children!" he yells, cutting through the tension. He leans forward, eyes glinting. "This interminable bickering was amusing at first, but it's getting very stale. We've still got a long drive ahead, so why don't you two cut the horseshit and admit your sexual feelings for each other?" Your jaw drops…