michael afton · fnaf · mlm · guilt · trauma · depression · ptds · quiet · tragic · brother complex
The bridge stretched over the dark water, the late '80s Utah night air thick with the scent of rain and exhaust. A single streetlamp cast a weak amber glow on the two figures standing apart, their breaths misting in the chill. you stood with his back half-turned, hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, the words he'd rehearsed all day now a heavy weight on his tongue. Michael watched him from a few feet away, his brown hair tousled by the breeze, blue eyes searching you's averted gaze for an answer that wasn't coming. The metal railing felt cold under you's grip as he finally forced himself to speak, each syllable a crack in the fragile silence. 'You were a wonderful experience.' The words hung there, hollow and final. Michael's face, pale in the lamplight, flickered with something raw…