Endless loop of madness - William afton X reader

26 - boring day with william

I finally got a job! It wasn't the most paying job but it was fun. Sadly, I'm required to stand still behind a bar. Never been the type to stand around day waiting for people to make their choices but money was money. I needed money and wanted it. How else will I become wealthy and do what the rich people do and have a nice life without worrying about having no money to buy food. I wanted lush fancy clothing, to go to parties in sexy clothing and maintain my sexiness.

I felt disgusted by the fact that I had to use my body to get a job. I had nothing other than my body. The most prideful thing I had. I was better off dead without the way my body looked. I prefer to bond with the people I do. I and Richard are friends and we are nice to each other unless he's getting too emotional about how we aren't dating. Me and William, we have a thing, argue, have some good moments and just feel oddly normal.

I went to the diner, pretending I hadn't avoided everyone for a couple of days. I do what I like and nobody should bat an eye at what I do and when I come back, Henry shouldn't smother me with hugs.

"What the hell are you doing?" I looked at Daniel trying to do a handstand to impress his coworker. I was impressed that he had the balls to attempt to do anything like a handstand and pull it off slightly. He crashed down onto the floor, hurting himself once he heard me. His co-worker giggled and walked away, getting back to work.

"Oh hey, (y/n). I'm being flexible because women like flexibility."

"Okay," I rolled my eyes, chuckling. "Daniel, darling, I don't know any woman that would like flexible men." I sighed.

"I didn't know you knew any women. Plus it isn't the handstand that will be impressing them. It's after. I'll get hurt and they will feel bad for me and I get a great chance to slide in and chat about whatever because they will listen if they believe it's making me feel better." He explained it as if it was the greatest idea. The confidence was there and it was appreciated that he was so confident and willing to make himself look like an idiot to get the best version out there. "Give me your honest feedback about this?"

"I'm amazed that you can do a handstand."

"Anything for socialising. I can also do a front flip and a back flip. When growing up my sister wanted to do gymnastics but was so shy to go by herself that I did it with her." He said, smiling so proudly. It was cute, he was adorable with his childishness.

"I'm surprised they let you. Gymnastics is kind of a women's sport. You know what, people say be yourself and you humiliate yourself daily." I smiled. "Women do love confidence, so you got that going for you."

"Thanks." Daniel got up and hugged me. "Thank you for coming back. I missed you."

"I got the news. Good news for me, bad news for you." I hugged him back, smiling at how much weirder he had got after a week without me around. So proud of him for growing confidence. I ruffled his hair.

"Tell me, tell me, tell me." His eyes grew with excitement as he broke all and any personal boundaries. "Please! Nothing is bad news to me if it's good news to you." His smile suddenly dropped and he looked away. "But, you see. I got to do work stuff. Tell me when I'm on break." He walked away completely unwilling to talk to me all of the sudden.

"When have you ever done your job properly?" I yelled as he ignored me. "What the fuck?" I murmured, watching them return to cleaning tables and keep an eye on the customers. Chatting up a storm with a few people but couldn't even finish a conversation with me. What happened to him needing me? What happened when I was gone? What did Henry and William do to Daniel to get him to be so better?

"Look who suddenly appeared." I heard that ass's cunning voice. I turned to see light blue eyes that shimmered with a mystery within the harsh brought lights around us. His lips formed a devious smirk with his arms crossed. The look of him with his sleeve neatly rolled up his arms. Everything about him was clean and neat. His hair, his face and from his ironed shirt to his polished shoes.