Dave x Sport + William x Henry Oneshots

Mornings (Willry)

This is an AU; William didn't go insane and kill kids after his own children's deaths. Instead, he and Mrs. Afton divorced. This is in modern time. Charlie died of lung cancer at age 6, which she got from her mother. Henry and Mrs. Emily had their marriage annulled because they both realised they were gay. Beautiful -

Michael also doesn't exist.

William is 29, Henry is as well. This takes place three years after Charlie's death and the divorce + annulled marriage.

This contains: Willry, floof.

Time: 8:00

Location: Afton Household

Perspective: William's

I yawned and looked at Henry, who was asleep on my chest - snoring softly. Adorable . . . I thought. 'Willy . . . ?' He murmured, waking up slowly.

'Yes dear?' I asked, sitting up.

'D-don't call me that.' He muttered, sitting up next to me.

'Why not~?' I grinned.

'S-shut up, g-git.' He stammered, he glanced over at me - his cheeks a shade of red.

'Do you want breakfast?' I laughed.

'Preferably.' He said, shifting slightly. Was he mad? No . . . he couldn't from harmless flirting, right?

'Are you mad . . . ?' I looked at him.

'Of course not!' He cuddled up into me. 'Why on earth would you think that . . . ?'

'Well . . .' He pecked me on the cheek and laughed. I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to let go.

'Babe - breakfast?' He reminded me, poking me in the shoulder with a finger.

'Oh . . . yeah.' I let go and got out of bed.

Perspective: Henry

I got off and yelped as I fell to the floor. 'Fuck.' I muttered, clutching the nightstand and pushing myself up. 'Gah! Jesus -' I looked at William.

'Need some help?' He smiled.

'N- yeah . . .' I sighed. He picked me up bridal style before I could even question what he was doing. 'H-huh!'  

'You said you need help.' He smirked.

'Idiot . . .' I muttered.

'Want me to drop you?'

'No - NO - N O -'

'I was kidding, love. Relax.' He laughed.

(Location: Kitchen) 

'Not funny.' I snapped, glaring at him.

'Was to me~' He grinned.

'Well you have a twisted sense of humour.' I retorted, slipping out of his arms onto a chair.

'Come on, love~ loosen up~' William smirked.

'J-just make breakfast.' I stammered.

'Alright, babe.' He smiled, kissing me on the forehead briefly. I looked out the window, yawning.

(418 Words)

Some M O R E short fluff. 0w0 I live for the fluff. Also - I SPENT MY WHOLE DAY AFTER 10:35 WRITING THIS. I AM SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED. SO YOU CAN BE TOO. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

I need to chill - O.0

Well - thanks for reading this, I guess.

Bye -

WHY ARE YOU STILL READING?! SHOO YOU DUNCEFA - oh shit. I'M BAKUGO - NOPE. BYE.