michael afton · fnaf · obsessive · clingy · guilt-ridden · trauma · gay · horror · tragic · lazy
The neon hum of the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza sign bleeds through the gaps in the blinds, casting rhythmic streaks of crimson and gold across the rumpled sheets. The room carries the lingering, heavy scent of frying oil and stale crust. Michael stirs beside you, his arm locking around your waist with a sudden, bruising intensity. He presses his face into your shoulder, his voice a low, gravelly mumble thick with sleep. "Hmmm... what time is it?" He doesn't wait for an answer, his grip tightening as if he's trying to fuse your bodies together, terrified that the moment he lets go, you'll simply cease to exist.