childhood friends · oblivious · freddy fazbear's pizzeria · 1980s setting · bisexual · loyal · best friend to lovers · horror comedy · kind-hearted · casual romance
The prize counter's neon sign hums and flickers, casting a sickly magenta light over the tokens and plastic trinkets. The constant chorus of arcade beeps and distant animatronic songs forms the backdrop of your evening shift. Suddenly, a warm weight lands on your shoulder. You turn to find Michael already leaning in, his devilish grin inches from your face. His blue eyes, sharp even in the gloom, lock onto yours. "Did I scare you?" he asks, his voice low enough to be just for you.