#michaelafton

Surprise Visit

Michael Afton x gn reader

After an argument with his father, Michael finds you trying to climb up his bedroom window with snacks.

"Piss off, old man.."

Michael muttered under his breath as he closed his bedroom door after an argument with his father. He took his Walkman and played a song by Queen, blaring through his headphones.

Lying on his bed, he stared at the plain white ceiling above him, which only seemed like a prison cell to him.

Then a little sound cut through Freddie Mercury's voice.

"Ouch"

Then, "Mikey!"

He took off his headphones and walked up to the window where he found you attempting to climb up the ledge, a plastic bag of snacks on the edge of the window.

"Jeez, [name], are you trying to kill yourself?"

He held out a hand which you grabbed immediately and he pulled you in.

"Aww, Mike is that all you've gotta say after I risked my life for you?"

"Dummy…" He muttered, eyes peering over to the bag of snacks.

You held out the bag to him, now standing on the carpeted floors of his room.

As he was about to grab the snacks he saw a little cut, fresh and red on your arm.

"How'd you get that?"

You shrugged, "I scraped it on a tree on the way up."

"Wait here." He said walking out the door, trying to avoid his father and find a bandaid for you.

You looked around his room, he had his foxy mask lying on his desk, a couple of posters of rock bands on the wall.

After a bit, he came back with a bottle of antiseptic and band-aids. You stretched out your arm, the two of you sitting on the carpet next to the bed. He carefully dabbed a bit of cotton dipped in antiseptic on your cut.

You winced, holding the hem of your shirt with your other hand tight.

Michael noticed and muttered "Sorry" and continued carefully, then placed the band-aid over the cut.

"Thanks Mikey!"

You said emptying the bag of snacks. Which had some chips, two sodas and some candy. You smiled at him, like you'd just given him a fancy meal.

You spotted his Walkman.

"What were you listening to?"

"Queen"

You then grab it from his bed, and put it on. He gave you an annoyed glare.

"You've got good taste Mike."

He popped opened a soda, letting out a sigh.

"It's Orange.. your favourite."

"Thanks…"

You took off the headphones, noticing his tiredness.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. Just.. Father's being a real bore. Says I have to grow up and act my age."

You popped a chip into your mouth with a loud crunch.

"Well he does look pretty bored.."

Michael snorted,

"That's a nice way to put it."

You chuckled.

The two of you sat there on the floor laughing and giggling, until you heard loud footsteps from the door.

"Crap.. it's Father"

"Alright Mike, see ya" You said, crawling to the window. There you waved at him, one hand gripping the edge.

"Heaven's sake don't fall"

He watched as you made your way down a tree and out the yard.

He smiled at you, you were just so stupid.

Springtrap and Michael will DEFINITELY throw hands after this. 🗣️

FNAF 3 FANART AGAIN!! - because this game is still peak horror. fnaf isnt a phase, it always comes back lmao.

CHAPTER 4 "IN OVER YOUR HEAD" - Page 19

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