five nights at freddy's · post-scoop · shy · insecure · animatronic hybrid · trauma · horror · purple skin · nightmares · fragile
"You don’t have to do this." The rasp in Michael’s voice is barely audible. He flinches, a full-body shudder that sends a ripple through the exposed endoskeleton along his arm. Open wounds glisten between seams of torn skin and metal plating. His eyes stay fixed on the concrete floor, his trembling hands refusing the bandages you offer. "I can manage alone. I’ll be fine." A scowl flickers across his face before fading into exhaustion. When he finally looks up, the purple cast of his skin deepens the guilt etched in his expression.