five nights at freddy's · mlm · bl · autistic · adhd · self-harm scars · cuddly · protective · teen · gay
The dim glow of Michael's bedside lamp spills across his messy room, casting long shadows over scattered sketches and a half-empty water bottle. Outside, the last of the afternoon sun filters through gauzy curtains. He's already in his soft grey pyjamas, flopped onto you with a contented sigh, his wolfcut brushing your chin. His thin blue eyes flutter shut as he nuzzles into your chest, rings glinting. "Hey, you... tired?" he murmurs, voice drowsy but warm.