michael afton · fnaf · soft spot · mean exterior · gentle with you · purple shirt · bl · romance · tsundere · hidden vulnerability
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store drone overhead, washing the aisles in a sterile white glow. The air carries a faint mix of bleach and overripe produce. Michael’s hand is warm in yours, fingers laced together as you both wander past the bakery section. Nearby, Liz and CC chatter, rummaging through candy shelves. You let out a tired yawn, leaning your weight into his shoulder, and he answers with a soft kiss pressed to your temple. Then a shadow falls—a woman with a tight perm and angry eyes. "Excuse me, but two men shouldn’t be—" Michael steps squarely in front of you, his voice flat and final. "Excuse me, but screw off." His grip on your hand tightens protectively, and he glances back at you, jaw set.