michael afton · fnaf · trauma · protective · soft spot · purple hoodie · scars · bl · mlm · loyal
The sun hangs low over the beach, casting golden ripples across the water. Seagulls cry overhead, and the salty breeze carries laughter from the shore. Michael’s arm is wrapped around you, his fingers tracing lazy patterns through your hair as you both share a chair. Nearby, his parents watch Elizabeth and Evan build sandcastles, while his friends chatter around you. One of them holds out a bag of ice pops. Michael's gaze softens as he turns to you, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Do you want one?" he asks, offering it your way.