A/n:requested by ShadedRoseEye ^^ so I will still put (Y/N) but ya know,put a male version of your name or something,my name the closest it has was Ken,i guess,the others you will see,also yes,I know I can put Vincent's name Violet,but I don't because I was a dumbass and in some old oneshots I have put him Victoria,so I am sorry ^^' also,I am sorry for the slow updates,I am getting back at drawing and I want to finish the requests before I start rewriting the old oneshots.

(Y/N) pushed his body against the glass door,slowly opening it and entering the pizzeria.

With a playful whistle he gazed around the pizzeria,his fingers were playing with the keys in his hand.

He glanced at his watch,checking the time.

"Bright and early I see."

A familiar female voice called from behind,making him slightly smirk.

He looked back,focusing on the girl with the hourglass figure as her fingers played with her messy dark purple hair.

"Victoria,good morning."He slowly approached,placing a hand on the wall that her back was resting on.

She smirked as her hand reached to his torso,running it towards his shoulder.

His fingertips slightly traced along her dark skin,making her bite her bottom lip.

"Well,aren't you excited already." He said with a soft growl against her ear.

Victoria grinned as her lips traveled along the crook of his neck.

He breathed heavily,placing his hand on her curves and then moving it on her behind.

She giggled and her fingers danced along his (colour) hair locks,with her other hand was lowering to the belt on his pants.

But before they could continue further,a loud sound made them both jump and pull away.

"I thought you said you will be alone." He glanced over to her,and Victoria rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Some of the girls came too.They said something about 'Cleaning around so we can open the pizzeria'."

She huffed,crossing her arms as he softly chuckled.

Another loud sound with a yelp was heard,and it was definitely from the kitchen.

"I will go and check if everything is alright."

Victoria frowned,but didn't say anything as she walked away mumbling something about finding Scottlyn instead,making him chuckle.

He peeked inside the kitchen,seeing the marshmallow girl with semi long orange hair was holding on to her burned hand.

"Frida,what happened?" He finally walked inside,startling the female as she pushed her round glasses up to her nose.

"(Y/N).Good morning,Jesus you scared me." She slightly chuckled."Nothing just a small burn."

He slowly approached her and his large hand cupped her injured one,checking on the burn.

"I didn't know that people who are already hot can get burned."

Her freckled cheeks flushed bright red,making her huff as she snatched her hand away and turned around to walk towards the sink.

"Oh?Playing hard to get again Frida?" He said playfully,walking up behind her as his hands rested on her hips.

"Hands off (Y/N)!" She slapped them away,pushing him away with her hip.

"Oh baby,you know I can't get a hold of myself when I see those juicy thighs of yours." He softly groaned as his large hands roamed around her thighs,slapping her ass teasingly."Don't get me started on those boobs too."

His hands then sneaked to the upper part,gropping on her big chest.

"I think Scottlyn needs help in the office,so get your horny ass there." She pushed him away once again,putting her hand under the cold water so it will soothe the burn.

He slightly clenched his jaw,smirking as he took another good look of her behind before walking away.

He moved his figure down the hallway,hearing small groans of anger were coming from the office.

Once he approached the open door,he leaned against the door frame,looking down at the tall girl who was trying to fix something under the desk.

A smirk built along his lips,slowly nearing the bending female.

His fingers slowly traced along her behind,feeling her womanhood that was well shaped along her dress pants.

She yelped,jumping slightly as she hit her head on the desk.

"Oh shit!Sorry,are you okay?" He asked,placing a hand on her back as he did feel bad,since she hit her head.

The girl groaned,removing herself from under the desk as she looked up at him with an irritated stare.

He slightly chuckled,ruffling her already messy short dark brown hair.

"What were you doing down there?"

She sighed,slightly rubbing her head.

"The wires that connect to the monitor are messed up and I need to fix them before the next shift." She glared at him."And you touching me isn't the best thing in the morning."

He grinned,slowly crawling towards her."Oh come on,don't tell me you didn't like it."

His nose brushed against her shivering neck,only to earn a slap across his face.

"I would rather have Victoria to do something to me than you."

His (colour) eyes looked over to her,grabbing her hands and pinning them down on the floor.

"Hey-"

"Nobody slaps me girly."

His hand playfully slapped her covered boobs,before gropping them tightly.

Her cheeks were redder than a tomato.

"Damn,what a godly chest you have."He licked his lips with a grin,lifting up her long legs and placing them on his shoulders.

His fingers managed to unbutton the first two buttons as she was trying to wiggle away.

But suddenly his face was kicked back,making him hiss as he got off her.

"Stay away from her you fuck!She said no!"

The girl who was on the door frame said,resting her hands on her hips.

He softly coughed,feeling blood was running down his nose.

"You shouldn't have kicked him in the face Michelle!" The short girl next to her said,slightly trembling as her long brown hair covered most of her face.

"Ah,Michelle,Jemima." He stood up,approaching the two females with a grin.

He got in between them,resting his arms in each girl,making Jemima to slightly shriek and blush.

"How are my two favourite girls?"

His one hand lowered down to the shy girl's butt,teasingly gropping it as his hand that was casually resting on Michelle's shoulder was slowly placed above her one boob.

"Woke up in a bad mood again Michelle?" His fingers twirled around a strand of her black hair,making her cross her arms."It is either that or you have your period again."

Her blue eyes glared at him,as her elbow made harsh contact with his stomach.

He hissed and his arms were off the girls,as he was holding on to his stomach.

Michelle gently grabbed Jemima and put the girl behind her,as she helped Scottlyn to stand up.

"I am this close to kick your dick."Her hands turned into fists,slowly boiling from anger because of his behavior."In fact,i might as well do it!"

The moment she rolled up her sleeves,the other two girls held the angry girl back,telling him to walk away.

He walked down the hallway as the angry black haired girl in the back was cursing him in every swear word possible.

He huffed,suddenly feeling the blood along his lips.

He needed to clean himself up before the pizzeria will open.

He ruffled his hair with a deep exhale,remembering he left an emergency first aid kit in the Supply Closet.

He made his way towards the closet,opening the door as a few brooms fell on the floor.

"What the-"

His words were cut off as he saw a tall male was struggling to sit comfortably between the buckets,the mops and other cleaning supplies.

"Ken,what in the Fazbear are you doing again?"

The green eyes of the male looked over to him surprised.

"(Y/N)!You are here early!" He nervously laughed,trying to get a hold of the broom sticks so they won't fall on him.

(Y/N) chuckled,helping the male as he stepped inside the closet.

"Why are you here?"

Ken nervously rubbed the back of his head,feeling his semi long curly hair was covering his eyes as he avoided eye contact.

His (colour) eyes noticed a notebook on the floor,picking it up.

The other male saw him and snatched it away from his hands.

"Don't read it!"

"Why?"

"Because." His breath was trapped in his throat,trying to utter the right words."I am not ready to have someone to read it."

(Y/N) smiled,his fingers brushed through his light brown and ruffled them,earning a small giggle from him.

"You are my best friend,you should know that I will be the first one who won't judge you."

He smiled,looking at his (colour) eyes.

"Thank you (Y/N).But what happened to your nose?"

He huffed,rolling his eyes."Michelle."

Ken laughed,facepalming."Dude,I love you.You keep going back to those girls and everytime you get worse."

He pouted as he watched him getting the first aid kit from behind.

"Let me help you,come closer."

He opened the small box,getting some cloth and antibacterial.

They were both sitting on the floor,as he scooted closer towards him,watching him wet a small cloth with antibacterial.

His long fingers cupped his chin,slightly tilting it up as he slowly tapped the cloth on the small blood wound in his nose.

He hissed,and his hand tried to get a hold of something.

"I know it hurts,but I will make it quick." Ken,with his free hand,gently grabbed his,letting him grip him as he kept cleaning the blood.

He checked for any other injuries,but only saw a red mark on his cheek.

"Slap?"

"Scottlyn's slaps,I swear,can kill a man." He softly laughed,making the other one to laugh too.

"At least you don't have trouble with Victoria."

"God,this girl is such a blessing on my bed.At least I know she is willing to do anything."

Ken didn't say anything,as he finished with cleaning his nose.

They were sitting in silence for a few moments.

It was peaceful,but at the same time uncomfortable.

Suddenly,(Y/N) felt on his lap the notebook from before.

"Poetry."

He blinked confused,looking up at the male who was gazing away.

"What?"

"I started doing poetry.No the ones that have rhymes,I suck at them.It is more,free writing."

He looked back down at the notebook,flipping it open.

"Some of them are a bit graphic,so please keep it in mind."

He nodded at the male's warning,focusing his eyes on the handwriting that was laid inside the pages of the notebook.

" 'I picked up the pen and started writing.
I picked up the pen and started writing.
I picked up the pen and started writing,blood running from its end.
I picked it up and started writing along my wrists.' "

His fingers slightly tugged at the notebook,swallowing hard.

" 'My lips felt heavy.
Heavy from the words I couldn't utter.
I used any sort of liquid and washed it away.
For only a moment it was a bliss,until I realised that I couldn't hold those words on my lips forever.' "

He looked up at him,but the male had lowered his head.

He looked back at the notebook.

" 'My eyes were focusing on him.
His perfections and imperfections.
Gazing and admiring every inch,dreaming how his arms would feel.
You were doing the same thing.
But your eyes were on someone else.' "

He flipped to another page,noticing from the corner of his eyes the male was shaking as he was gripping on to his dress pants.

" 'Breaking the fourth wall is like letting reality inside the world you have created.
Reality is harsh.
I want to stay.
Please don't take me away.' "

He decided to end his reading on that,closing the notebook.

He was so caught in his own desires,he didn't even think how his best friend would feel all this time.

He was hesitant to ask about his friend's health state,but decided to do so anyways.

"Ken are you-"

"(Y/N) I love you!"

His eyes grew wide,looking at the trembling man who was finding trouble to breathe.

"God damnit,i love you,but you were always looking on other people.I felt like I was tossed aside.I rarely saw you anymore too.I missed you,and." He softly stuttered,trying to get a hold of himself as he covered his watery eyes,clenching on his baby blue work shirt."My heart aches for you.Ever since we met,something inside me was always pulling me towards you.And then I finally admitted to myself that I really do love you."

(Y/N) was left speechless.

He didn't know how to react.

How should he react?

This guy was a total pervert player.

Yet someone had seriously developed feelings for him.

"Man,aren't you a crazy fella." He slightly chuckled,ruffling Ken's hair as he stood up."Let's go now,the pizzeria is about to open."

He turned around and walked outside of the closet.

Something inside of him made him feel awful from his awkward reaction of walking away,lowering his gaze on the floor as he kept walking away.