I Will Always Hate You (William Afton X reader)

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                                                              Unexpected visit*

» I woke up the next morning, my head still in Williams lap. I could still here the heavy rain drops outside. I yawned, sitting up slowly and wrapping the blanket tightly around me. William started to shuffle, opening his eyes slowly. He groaned, stretching slightly. He looked over at me and smirked.

"So, how did you sleep, my love?" He asked.

I blushed. 'Oh, fuck him and these pet names' I yelled in my head. "I slept fine," I stated, no emotion in my voice.

I shivered a bit. What was the temperature in this house. It felt like fucking Antarctica in here. William looked over and raised a brow.

"Cold, my dear?" He asked, hiding a grin.

I sighed, nodding. "Must be because the sun isn't out," I thought out loud.

Suddenly, William grabbed me and pulled me into his lap. I let out a slight scream, alarmed by Williams action. I looked at the new position I was in and started to blush a thousand times more. I tried to cover my face, not wanting him to see that he was making me flustered. He let out a low chuckle.

"You can try to cover your face, sweetheart," he paused, taking my hands off my face. "But, as I said, you can't fool me." He kissed my cheek.

My jaw dropped open. Nothing could save me now. I was probably redder than a tomato right now. William started laughing, finding this absolutely hilarious. I swatted his chest, crossing my arms.

"Oh, go fuck yourself," I grumbled, still flustered.

His laughing died down a bit. "I mean, love, you had all this time to get off my lap. But, you still continue to sit on. Why is that?" He asked, a shit eating grin on his face.

I blushed even harder...again. He knew how he was getting to me. He knew that I was slowly falling for him. He knew how I wanted to find someone. He knew it all...and I couldn't hide it. 

"I...uh...." I stumbled on my words. 

William continued to laugh, resting his hands on my waist. I sighed and just gave up, slowly putting my head on his shoulder. We sat there, are breathing falling together in sync. It was peaceful. He somehow made me forget about my problem. Forget about everything. How ironic, a murder can make feel peaceful. I chuckled at the thought.

William chuckled as well. "What's so funny, my love?" He asked, still having his grip on my waist.

I continued to laugh a bit, my head still on his shoulder. "Just find it interesting how a murder can make me feel so...peaceful." I sighed, smiling slightly.

He paused, taking in this information. "I make you feel peaceful?" He questioned.

I shrugged, lifting my head up. "I just...for some reason when I'm with you..I forget my problems. Stupid, I know," I explained, looking down.

He shook his head. "Its not stupid at all, bunny. In fact, you also make me forget my problems in a way." He reassured me, putting his hand on my cheek.

I blushed, freezing on the spot. I was making sure I heard him right. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I zoned out, still surprised. I couldn't believe it. I made him also forget his problems? What the hell. This is...so interesting. 

I shook my head, releasing myself from these thoughts that I knew still had a grip on me. I got off Williams lap and put the blanket on the couch.

"I'm, uh, gonna go shower..." I muttered, loud enough for him to hear. He nodded.