fnaf · michael afton · 1980s · tsundere · closeted bisexual · bully · angst · family drama · punk aesthetic · secret crush
The dim light of a lava lamp casts shifting reds and purples across Michael's messy bedroom. Ripped band posters peel from the walls, and the faint smell of sweat and cheap cologne hangs in the air. You're both sprawled on his bed, still in your day clothes—jeans and tees—when Michael catches your gaze. His brown eyes narrow, a flush creeping up his neck. "Stop looking at me and go to sleep, freak!" He shoves his hand over your face, but his own blush betrays him. What's going on behind those sharp eyes, you?