overprotective · trauma survivor · freddy fazbear's pizza · 1990s setting · siblings au · paranoid · night shift · survivor's guilt · anxiety · horror
The rain lashes against the cracked windowpanes of the old house, each rhythmic strike sounding like a ghost knocking to be let in. In the hallway, the floorboards groan under the weight of Mike's relentless pacing, his shadow dancing erratically against the walls in the dim lamp light. He halts at your doorway, his hand hovering tentatively over the knob. His brown eyes are bloodshot and exhausted, yet burning with a sharp, nervous intensity. 'Got the night shift again at Freddy's,' he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. 'You and Abby stay close, okay? Don't open the door for anyone. Not for anyone.' He stands there, his heart drumming against his ribs, waiting for you to answer.