Rotting | Springtrap X Reader

Broken in

The microwave beeped, and you waited for it to cool down before grabbing your ramen. You grabbed a fork, went over to your couch, and began eating the ramen. You sighed while eating. This was boring. You grabbed your phone while eating and began to look through Pinterest, looking at the memes, clothing, food, etc. You put the last bit of ramen into your mouth and swallowed. You groaned as you got up, then just set everything on the counter, not bothering to actually do anything else.

You feel like you're forgetting something.

Something important

...

Your window still hasn't been fixed. You've been sleeping with an open, broken window. Did you even clean up the mess? You facepalmed, embarrassed of yourself. You got up and grabbed a broom, starting to clean up the mess while thinking about what to do with this broken window. You threw the glass away, then put the broom away. But you were still really bored, so you decided to run to the store. You put back on your shoes and unlocked your apartment door, walking out.

You walked past the alley again, not noticing Springtrap's glowing eyes following you. You walked into a Dollar General to grab some chips and just looked around. There were children crying, someone yelling at a worker, the sound of walking—just normal things you hear in a store. You grabbed your bag of chips and a drink.

You walked over to the cash register, then put the items down.

"That'll be 6 dollars and 25 cents!" The woman cheerfully said,

"Okay, thanks." You handed her the money.

"Have a nice day!" She said this before you started to walk out.

You were walking back to your apartment. You decided to check on the alley, but he wasn't there. You looked a little surprised, but brushed it off and decided to continue walking home. Once you were there... Your door was wide open! You forgot to lock it, dumbass! Then you heard footsteps.

"Hey, kid.." A familiar, raspy voice suddenly said

Your perfume was on the floor, empty.

"What the fuck?" you muttered.

Springtrap suddenly stood up from the ground in the kitchen.

"I might have drank that." He points at the bottle of perfume on the ground.

"My.. PERFUME?!" You shouted, surprised. Who the fuck drinks a bottle of perfume?

"In my defense, I didn't know it was perfume." He coughs

"..." You stayed silent; his breath smelled like perfume.

"I can buy you a new one sometime." He said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head, "Listen, I haven't had a drink in forever..."

You continued to stay silent, just blinking at him.

"..." He awkwardly looks up. "Uhh.. Can you say something?"

"Uhm. How'd you find my house?" You asked, tilting your head slightly.

"Well, since you said I could live with you, I might have secretly followed you home to see where you lived." He said it calmly. "But that's not important." He said it with an evil smile before coughing.

"No, I think that's kind of important." You said this before setting your stuff on your table.

He looked down at you, smiling evilly still.

"Why are you smiling like that?" You asked, not looking at him. Just put the drink in the fridge.

"I haven't smiled like this in a while; I wanted to get it out of my system." He said while still looking crazy.

"Yeah, well, you look like a dumbfuck." You said this while rolling your eyes.

He evilly laughed before coughing up an organ on your floor. You sighed as you heard it hit the ground. It was wet, like it was covered in slime.

"You're cleaning that." You said to him

He instantly grabbed his organ and threw it out the broken window, then grabbed a paper towel and began to clean up the weird slime-like liquid.

"Your window is broken, by the way." He said this while cleaning it up.

"Yeah, I know..." You sadly, said you did not want to pay to fix it.

"I used to make things back in my day; I could probably replace them." He said it softly before finishing cleaning the floor. "There. You happy?" He asked before he patted your head.

"Why do you always pat my head?" You asked him.

"No reason." He replied before going over to your couch and flopping onto it. You just put the bag of chips you bought into a cabinet, then went over to the couch, then sat down. I tried not to sit on him since he was lying on the couch. He put his hand on your waist, but you didn't really notice since you were too busy being on your phone, writing some stuff down for the case.