You got home with little to no issue that night, you were quite tipsy as Damien/Daryl said but you actually don’t have much of a memory. You recall William being a tease and you having to remove Damien/Daryl from the situation before anything got more heated, but that’s it. Most of it is a blur and the week so far has been rather bland, William has been much too busy with paperwork and Henry never really talks to you. Scott is always on duty, not having much time to chat which you respect. The only person you’ve really talked to while at work was Fritz, even with his blatant flirting which you’re no where near being used to, he’s actually a cool guy to talk to. No boring minutes with that guy around…
It’s been a few days since the day at the bar, which even with it being pretty average, is going to be a core memory for multiple reasons. Regardless, it’s Wednesday and the feeling of Moth licking your face brings you out of your slumber much to your dismay. You have work so you were going get up early either way but you wake up to your alarm not a cat…You let out a soft sigh as you sit up after a few minutes, giving Moth a small pet on his head which seems to satisfy him as he coos before trotting away. It makes you shake your head at the silly yet sweet little cat, he is rather small but doesn’t seem to be a kitten? Well you’ve never owned cats so maybe he’s just average size.
Brushing off the random thoughts that attempt to fill your head, you get up from your comfy bed with a heavenly stretch. It feels incredibly good on your sore muscles, you had completely forgot you spent most of yesterday’s work hours helping Fritz take in party supplies from out back. You haven’t had a good work out in a long while, you’ve felt pretty sluggish lately so your body really needed a good work out like that. Maybe you should start going on daily jogs or something…
Moth surprises you again as he brushes against your leg suddenly before hiking himself up against you, his little claws digging into your thigh as he seeks attention. A small laugh escapes your mouth as you give him another pet which he responds to with a small happy purr. Honestly, you’d die for Moth. He’s such a lovable little guy. Moth just gives wizard companion vibes, like he’d chill on your shoulder all mystically.
Your attention is reverted back to reality at your alarm, having forgotten to properly disarm it when Moth woke you up. It’s probably time for you to get ready even though you’d rather stay home and snuggle with Moth but duty calls. Today feels like any other day really, you know it’s your birthday but it doesn’t feel like it so far other than Moth’s surprise kisses. So you treat it like any other day really, you start to prepare for work after having properly been awoken now by that dreaded alarm.
You throw on a causal black sweater, black jeans, and cozy black boots along with a simple scarf to keep you warm as it’s significantly getting colder and colder. It’ll probably snow soon which you’re not too excited about, it’s cool for the first few hours but it becomes an inconvenience really quick. Once you’ve finished changing, you open up your door and leave your bedroom, walking to the bathroom across the hall. Moth makes his way to this kitchen where you hear some movement, Damien/Daryl is probably up to something right now.
You take a couple minutes in the bathroom, you have noticed that thankfully the scabs and cuts that covered your skin have significantly faded. Maybe a couple with permanently scar but not too many hopefully. You let out a sigh as you collect yourself at the mirror, you had a sense of uneasiness in the form of a pit in your stomach. You missed home. You don’t want to admit it but it’s true, you really like it here but it’s not easy to just transition to a whole new life. You feel sick to your stomach right now and it’s not a good feeling.
Alas, you shake your head to clear your mind and finish up in the bathroom before heading out. You smile to yourself as you see Moth rush back to you at the sound of the bathroom door opening. He purrs as he starts to lead you to the kitchen weirdly enough, he’s just the sweetest. Once you enter the kitchen, your eyes come into contact with the sight of Damien/Daryl setting the table. Damien/Daryl quickly takes note of your presence, a large and friendly smile forms on his face quickly.
“Y/N!” Damien/Daryl cheerfully chirps as he walks over to you before suddenly pulling you into a hug, it wasn’t bad but just a surprise. “Happy birthday,” he softly says which almost instantly brings you to return his smile.
“T… Thank you,” you mumble in a sheepish manner, you hadn’t expected it too much, “I didn’t know you knew it was today…” you comment quietly as Damien/Daryl slowly pulls away.
“What? Of course I do! Hannah (Your sister!) and I talk a lot on the phone, mainly her just checking in on you but of course she’d tell me that you’re birthday was coming up.” Damien/Daryl states with a proud expression and what he said really makes you happy, you haven’t talked to Hannah in a while. You’re a little scared to do so, she’s normally busy with work and you don’t want to disturb her.
You don’t really know how to respond as your face heats up in embarrassment, obviously they talked. You don’t know how you didn’t come to that conclusion…
“So…sadly, I have a lot of work to get done today but I’ll be sure to drop by your work during my lunch time. Alright?” Damien/Daryl sweetly says, which surprises you somewhat to hear that.
“I thought you hated Fredbear’s?” You question in a comment as you verbalize your confusion and surprise at Damien’s/Daryl’s statement.
“Mmm, I do. But I still want to spend time with you for a bit.” Damien/Daryl responds as he flashes a toothy grin, even though normally Damien/Daryl is normally working, he’s such a chill and gentle guy. That much was known already as he literally let a complete stranger into his home yet still gives like there’s no tomorrow, you wish you could give back in some way.
You nod slowly, it was quite sweet but you just hoped that William and Damien/Daryl wouldn’t create a scene when he comes over. Both of you sit down at the table where you happily eat the breakfast that Damien/Daryl had prepared. Breakfast finishes quickly as you both start getting ready to head out to your respective works. You’re quite curious on what Damien/Daryl wrote the other day, you haven’t really had a chance to read any of the paper. Weirdly enough, Damien/Daryl isn’t subscribed to his own newsletter, maybe it’s awkward or something.
Nonetheless, now that you’re ready you head out to the door with Damien/Daryl following behind, it’s fun that you both leave at the same time but part ways quickly. The walk is rather quiet and peaceful till you part ways, Damien/Daryl says another little “Happy Birthday” as he parts to his own direction. You got really lucky with him, he’s an amazing friend and you wish you could make it known that he means a lot to you.
Once you arrive at the diner, you’re surprised that it’s rather quiet inside since you can’t hear much from the outside and unlike normally, it doesn’t look full. Did something happen? You take a second to really comprehend it before pushing the door open, as you walk in the sudden voice of someone greeting you comes from your right. You instinctively let out a small scream, flinching in surprise before your eyes meet those of William’s. You glare at him playfully for a second before shaking your head, you hadn’t actually caught what he said as you were too busy…being scared. Bleh…
William let’s out a soft chuckle which is melodic to you as you haven’t heard it in the past days for a while, it’s very much comforting. “Sorry if I scared you, darling… well, no I’m not.” William teasingly states, a very obviously insincere apology that just makes you laugh as well.
“Right. Uh hey, why isn’t anyone here…?” You ask with a tone heavily laced with confusion, you turn to look at the diner and you notice there’s just one table set. The first thought you have is that someone rented it just for themselves till you step closer notice the writing on the cake has your name.
“Happy birthday.” William simply says as he follows behind you and the whole notion instantly makes you blush as well as just feel really overwhelmed. In a positive way.
You cover your burning face slightly with your sleeve, “Y… You really didn’t need to William…” you mumble in a small voice, still trying to take the whole thing in.
“Nonsense, I wanted to, Y/N.” William responds with a voice so full of pride and you can’t help but feel yourself blush even more. You could kiss him right now. Which isn’t much but you don’t know how else to express yourself…
Before you can even do anything, you turn around as you hear someone else approaching and your sight is set on Fritz you quickly wave to. Fritz waves back as he glances at the cake and you, “So why didn’t you tell me your birthday was coming up?” Fritz asks with a playful smirk on his face, you let out an awkward laugh in response before you reply.
“I didn’t really tell anyone…” You mumble as you look back at William for a second who just flashes you a smile in your direction before he walks away. Much to your disappointment. You don’t know if he has more paperwork or something but you can’t really complain, his work is obviously very important to him.
“So are you and William dating yet?”
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