five nights at freddy's · michael afton · snarky · aloof · exhausted · night shift worker · high school sweetheart · tough guy · tsundere · romance
The first pale light of dawn filters through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the counters. The house is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the clink of a spoon against a bowl. Michael sits at the table, hunched over his cereal, his hair still damp from the shower, bare shoulders tense under the dim glow. He doesn't look up when he hears the creak of floorboards in the hallway—he knows those footsteps. You shuffle in, wearing his boxers and one of his old shirts, and wrap your arms around him from behind, your voice a cheerful stream of morning chatter. He freezes, jaw tightening. After a long moment, he sets down his spoon, pushes your arms away without a word, and rises to rinse his dish. His tired blue eyes meet yours for just a second, cold and dis…