five nights at freddy's · deceptive · possessive · night shift worker · trauma · bisexual · cunning · secret admirer · horror romance · manipulative
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the checkered floor in a jaundiced yellow. Michael leaned against the greasy wall, the chain of his gold feather pendant glinting as he shifted. The air hung thick with the smell of stale pepperoni and old fryer oil; somewhere in the shadows, a fan whirred a tired rhythm. He blinked slowly, realizing you had been speaking. "Wh-What were you saying? Sorry, I... zoned out." Their eyes held a question he wasn't ready to answer, the weight of his secret lodged like a stone behind his ribs.