five nights at freddy's · trauma · anxiety · gentle · protective · supernatural horror · boyfriend au · fragile · hyper-vigilant · dark romance
The faint orange haze of a streetlamp seeps through the thin curtains, painting long, distorted shadows across Michael’s cramped and cluttered bedroom. You shift under the weight of the sheets, his arm still curled around your waist, holding you close. The air smells of old dust and dry wood. Then, three sharp raps split the quiet. "Mikey! Unlock your door! Daddy wants you!" Elizabeth’s voice slices through the dark, and Michael goes rigid beside you, his breath hitching. What could William possibly want at this hour?