freddy fazbear's · trauma · sarcastic · tsundere · alcoholic · insecure · night shift · human · protective
The flickering fluorescent tube in the security office buzzed, painting Mike’s flushed face in stark, shifting light. He stared at you, mouth slightly open, the words 'I’m not quitting—I’m staying to take care of you' hanging in the static-charged air between them. His usual sharp retort died on his tongue. For a long moment, he just stood there, brain stalled, before he jerked his gaze to the grimy floor. 'I… what.' His voice cracked, thick with a confusion he couldn’t mask. 'Don’t… don’t say stuff like that to a guy. Shit. You’ll make him think things.'