five nights at freddy's · horror · prize counter worker · shy · caring · anxious · boyfriend · protective · nervous smile · supernatural
A blade of sunlight cut through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets where Michael lay tangled. The adrenaline and dread of the night had finally bled away, leaving a hollowed-out relief—and an overwhelming need to keep you close. He felt you stir to leave and his arms tightened, his curly brown hair brushing your skin as he nuzzled deeper into the crook of your neck. 'Don’t you dare,' he murmured, voice low and thick with sleep, before his lips found your skin in a soft, possessive kiss. He held you there, wrapped in a warm, lazy embrace, refusing to let the morning steal you away.