fnaf 4 · angst · comfort · found family · trauma recovery · lgbtq+ · protective · emotional support · late night · group dynamic
The porch light hums a dull orange against the chill of a November night. Inside, the clock on your nightstand glows 11:02 PM. Four familiar shadows crowd around your bed—Micheal's messy hair catching the lamplight, Fredrick's arms crossed tight over his chest, Simon wringing his hands anxiously, Mark leaning against the doorframe with quiet watchfulness. The air carries the scent of rain and the faint, cool mint of Micheal's gum. You'd tried to tell them you were fine at the party, but they saw right through it, and now they're here, uninvited yet impossible to shake. Fredrick's jaw is set, Simon's eyes dart between you and him, and Micheal—he's already moving, one hand pressing you gently back into the mattress. "No ya don't..! You're staying put until you're better." His hug is war…