Quick serious YummyGhost (A-N)

Just so you're aware, this story covers some serious and up setting topics. So if you're going though a hard time with your mental health, I would advise you to stop reading here, but if you want to read, go ahead, I can't stop you, I can just warn you. Other than that, I hope you enjoy the funny parts I put into this One Shot. Enjoy. :D

You had been in a long lasting loving relationship with William Afton for fifteen years and you couldn't dream of being with someone better. Both of you met at a very young age with you being nineteen and Will being twenty-two. The pair of you dated roughly for six years, got married and had three children. Well, you had two little boys, Micheal and Chris at the moment.

Right now, you were heavily pregnant with baby number three with it also being your last one. Two was enough for Will and he did scare himself when he found out you were expecting for the third time. Your family was very family orientated which explained why you were happy to have three kids. After all, you had three brothers, Nick, Zach and Ben. Nick was the oldest being four years older than you, Zach was two years older than you and Ben was only a year younger than you.

Then you had Will who was an only child. His mother passed away when he was only four years old so that meant Will had all of his father's attention. Will's father was in the restaurant, arcade and clubbing business meaning his dad was wealthy and didn't struggle for money. Once Will was old enough to have his own business which was after he left high school, his dad gave him a small budget of a quarter of a million dollars and an old kids pizzeria he had on the side of his plate. Will's father told him, if he could make a living out of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, he would share his business with him. Will's father owned a couple of places which included two nightclubs, two traditional American diners, a coffee shop and Freddy Fazbears; so you can imagine how their money rolled into their wallets. Anyways, after a year passed with Will having his name as the proper owner of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, he was making a huge profit. He had the place looking more modern, more kid friendly, with better staff, better chefs and he was liking the way things were going. Will even purchased himself a four bedroomed house and a five seated car.

If we go back fifteen years to when you and Will actually met, you'll see how much things have actually changed.

It was a Friday night and you were out with three of your girlfriends, having some drinks, dancing and having a good time. You were in a night club called Slippies which was a club owned by Will's father. Back then, Will was old enough to drink and get in his dad's nightclubs because he was over twenty-one, but you, however, was a rebel. When you got dressed up nicely with your face on with your friends, you looked like a lovely lady in her mid twenties so you never got asked for ID. Your parents didn't agree with your weekend behaviour though. They would prefer it if you went to a bar and came home at a reasonable time like midnight or maybe one in the morning at a push, but going to a nightclub full with pissed adults and coming home sometimes doing the walk of shame at six in the morning, was not acceptable for them. But you did it anyways, you found it fun and enjoyed yourself.

One night while you were in Slippies nightclub, you bumped into a smart and rather good looking man who accidentally knocked your full drink all over you. He had clean dyed dark purple hair in a short ponytail, really nice healthy looking tanned skin, shiny blue eyes, straight teeth, a very attractive smell which was men's aftershave, a pair of nice blue trousers and a purple shirt that was unbuttoned from a few buttons at the top.

"Ohh shit, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to spill your drink all over you, let me get you another one." Will dearly apologised trying to take you over to the bar for a new drink. "It's fine, you really don't have to." You shook your head trying not to follow the good looking lad. "No, please. I insist, what is it that you had?" Will forced you over to the bar as he put an arm around your shoulders. "(Your alcohol drink of choice." You answered him and leaned on the bar once you got there again. "I'll have two of those, please, Ron and a towel, that you haven't used to clean to counters with." Will smiled at the barman asking for your drink suggestion and a dry towel. "It's nice to see that you've pulled a girl, Afton." Ron nodded with a straight face at Will and chucked a dry towel at him from under the counter. "Just do your job, pal." Will attempted to whip Ron with the towel but missed Ron as he skipped away with a funny laugh. "You know him?" You questioned Will. "Yeah, I know near enough everyone here." Will nodded not telling you that his dad owned the place just in case if you were a Gold Digger then passed you the towel so you could dry yourself. "Thanks." You took the towel and started to feel yourself blush a little bit around Will.

"Here you go, Afton." Ron put your drinks on the counter for you and went to go serve someone else. "There you go, darling." Will passed you a fresh drink and took one for himself. "Thanks again, you know you did have to." You sipped your drink with a grin. "But I did, I would have just felt bad." Will brought up as he took some swigs of his own. "That's very kind of you." You added a placed your drink back on the side, but with your hand still around it.

"OI (Y-N), QUIT FLIRTING WITH THE HOTTIE AND GET YOUR ASS BACK WITH US! WE'VE GOT A ROUND OF SHOTS WAITING FOR YOU BACK HERE!" One of your best friends found you talking to Will and grabbed your wrists as she was partly drunk. "I'll be over in a minute." You told her and push her hand off you. "I you better." She winked at you and went back to the tabel she was sat at with your friends.

"Friend of yours?" Will asked the second she left you alone. "Yeah, a few friends of mine and myself come out every Friday night and party out because,.. why not." You shrugged necking down the rest of your beverage. "Fair enough... How about I get your..." Will nodded and was actually going to ask you something, but you threw the towel in his face with a little giggle.

"There's my phone number in return for the towel." You winked at Will leaned close into him so he got the hint you were now flirting with him. "Well, that was easier than me having to ask for it." Will chuckled and put the towel on the side as he took a look at your phone number and put it in his wallet that went in his front pocket. "I like your sense of humour, handsome. Feel free to call me tomorrow." You bit your lip and caught your balance as you felt yourself gradually getting more drunk. "I think I'll call you on Sunday." Will nodded teasing you a little bit. "Ohh yeah?" You grinned again liking to sound of this William Afton man. "Yeah, it's guaranteed both of us will be hung over tomorrow so I think Sunday will be a better time to hear your voice without any loud music and shouting people." Will smartly explained to you at showed you his straight white teeth. "If you say so, hot stuff." You continued to smile then left Will to his own business as you hurried into the crowd to find your friends for some shots.

"Next time you pull a girl, William. Make sure you get her name." Will's father came up behind him and tapped on his shoulder as be stood behind the counter. "She wouldn't remember it in ten minutes time if I did tell her it." Will turned to his dad and drank more of his drink. "I reckon she would have done. I saw you two from standing over there and even though she was halfway from reaching her drinking limit, she seemed to be very into you, son." Will's father playfully punched his son's shoulder at his achievement. "Let's wait and see." Will scoffed at his dad's tease and went along with the night.

When Sunday came, you got a phone call from Will as he said he would do and it went something a bit like this.

Phone Conversation.

You: "Hello?"

William: "Hi, is this (Y-N)?"

You: "Yes, is this who I think it is?"

William: "I hope so, it's that guy you met on Friday night at Slippies."

You: "So it is who I was expecting. And I didn't get your name on Friday because I was partly pissed, so this would be a good time to tell me."

William: "William Afton. But you can call me Will for short."

You: "I see, you got my name didn't you?"

William: "Yes, you wrote it down next to your number."

You: "Of course I did... So why are you calling, starnger?"

William: "*cough* Well... We hit it off pretty well on Friday night... So why don't we meet up some point during the week and get to know each a bit better."

You: "If you say so, sugar. When are you next free?"

William: "Any day from Monday to Thursday after seven o'clock at night."

You: "Is eight ok? I've got to get a bus back home you see and I get back in town at eight."

William: "Do you want me to pick you up? I don't mind driving."

You: "I'm not so sure about getting into a car with a stranger, please don't be offended, because you seemed pretty nice in Slippies but I'd like to know you more before I get in a car with you."

William: "Ohh none taken, that's understandable. I don't mind meeting you at eight, what you got in mind?"

You: "King's Coffee Café?"

William: "Hmm, how about 80's Coffee Shop? I know the guy who own King's Coffee and if he's in tomorrow at eight he'll bully me because he hasn't seen me with a girl in years. "

You: "Haha, yeah that's fine."

William: "Nice, see you then."

You: "Ok, bye"

William: "Bye bye, darling."

End of Phone Conversation.

And that was practically it, you had agreed to meet up with that guy you managed to pull in a nightclub. You could class it as a date, but you didn't really know him well enough to do that, but you had a feeling that this was going to go somewhere.

Then next day after you finished your day at college and caught the bus home that only took an hour, you went to meet Will at 80's Coffee Shop hoping he'd show up and he did. As you went to open the door, you saw a very familiar face knowing that it was the guy you met last week.

"Hello again." You warmly smiled greeting Will as you walked inside of the shop. "Hi, did you have a good day?" Will questioned as he walked behind you going up to the counter to order your drink. "Yeah, did you?" You returned the question to Will and stopped at the counter. "It was alright, I'm just tired." Will followed up with and yawned.

"So what would you like? My treat." Will questioned bringing his wallet out. "No, no, no. I can't let you pay for my drink on Friday and today's, you just get yours." You widened your eyes at Will for bringing his wallet out. "I didn't pay for that drink on Friday by the way." Will chuckled flipping his wallet open getting closer to bringing cash out of it. "Do I dare ask why?" You raised an eyebrow at him. "My father and I are businessmen, he owns Slippies." Will went ahead and told you that he was employed because of his dad. "That makes sense." You nodded your head to the side understanding why Will didn't pay for your drink and why he was offering now. "So what do you want? I'm just getting a normal coffee." Will quizzed you again hoping you wouldn't turn down his offer. "I'll have the same as you, please. And I'm paying for the next one, otherwise, I'll just feel bad." You politely answered him and clarifyed that you would pay for the next round. "If you really insist, darling." Will shrugged his shoulders and went to get the drinks from the worker behind the counter.

And that was your first date with William Afton. You class it as a date because Will did and he asked you out on date number two which would be him taking you out to dinner on Friday night. And with you being you, you didn't turn down date two because you were really into William. After your first date, you found so much out about him. Will was an only child and brought up by his father, you didn't ask why, because it could have been a touchy topic to him and you didn't want to be nosey. Moving along though, Will was also known to be super intelligent and easily graduated from high school. He also had the option to go to a college made for geniuses, but he decided to take his father's business offer and follow in his foot steps. Which lead to Will's super successful business at a young age. At first, you found it kinda funny that Will was the real owner of the family restaurant, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, but when you looked at it from another level, it was a job that paid good and Will was not struggling for money.

Many weeks later after you'd been going on little dates and meeting up with Will, he actually asked you to be his girlfriend and you immediately said yes to him. You had fallen head over heels in love with this man and you knew he had done the same with you too. You were planning on asking Will to be your boyfriend at some point, but by the time you had the courage built up to do so, he already asked you.

After a month into your relationship with Will, both of you thought it would be a great idea to meet each other parents. When you met William's father at his house, everything was completely fine and he was more than happy to meet you. In his eyes, you were the perfect daughter in law for him. The only sad thing about meeting Will's dad was that his mother wasn't there. As you were having a look around Will's father's house, you recognised a few photos of a woman up on the wall that you had never seen before.

"Is this your mother?" You quietly asked as you pointed at a picture of a woman holding a baby. "Yep, I was only two maybe three weeks old when that picture was taken." Will answered and ran a finger across the top of the photo frame to clear the dust off it. "It's a lovely photo, you were a cute baby." You smiled and held Will's hand knowing that his mother had passed on years in the past. "She died when I was four years old, almost turning five. It turns out she took her own life and I still remember the day I was told about her death." Will eventually announced to you knowing that he couldn't keep it a secret from you. "I'm so sorry to hear that, Will. I reckon she would be proud of you if she was here today." You sighed hating what Will told you, but tired to be strong for him knowing that his mother's death still hurt him to this very day. "It's fine, I know for a fact, she would have adored you." Will chuckled as he put an arm around your shoulders.

After that night Will took you to his father's house to meet his dad. The next day you took Will back home to meet your parents and brothers, which didn't go as planned for Will. Only because something happened during the which was super awkward.

As Will was on his lunch break, he decided to go to a few shops to save him from rushing after work. First, he went to a little corner shop and bought a sandwich for his lunch, a bottle of wine for later on in the evening and some cigarettes from behind the counter since he was a smoker. After that, he headed over to the chemist and thought it would be wise to pick up his medication since he was running low and to purchase a box of condoms just in case if he was lucky. Soon as Will finished in the pharmacy and walked out as he was liting himself a cigarette, he didn't realise that someone was walking his way as Will was going back to his car.

"Sorry, pal, I didn't see you there." A man held his head and helped Will pick his things up as he apologized. "It's partly my fault too, I was too busy concentrating on listing my cig." Will puffed some smoke out of his mouth and picked his bag up.

"At least the wine isn't cracked." Will joked and checked if the glass bottle was still in one piece. "I think these are more important than a bottle of wine." The unknown man laughed as he held Will's condoms in his hand. "My fingers are crossed." Will went along with the flow trying not to feel the embarrassment. "Ha ha, I get what you mean." The man laughed at Will's reply and passed the box back to him so he could put them away. "Ohh shit, this is embarrassing." Will coughed as he inhaled more of the nicotine with an embarrassed smile. "Don't worry about it, you'll probably only meet me once in your life." The guy explained and went inside of the chemist.

Unfortunately, Will didn't meet that man once in his life, because when he drove you and himself to your house after you finished college. The same man and your mother greeted you both as you walked through the front door.

"Ohh shit." Will suddenly went pale and widened his eyes knowing he was in trouble. "Ohh shit indeed." The man nodded his head at Will with anger running through him. "Aww, you must be (Y-N)'s new boyfriend, I'm (Y-N)'s mother and this is her father. Come say hello, honey." Your mother jumped over to you both with a smile and tried to drag her husband into the conversation. "Just excuse me a minute." Your dad held his hand out in front of him and left.

"Right listen you two, your sister's boyfriend is here and I'm not the biggest fan of him already." You dad walked into the living where two of your brother's were sat explaining he really disliked William. "Why?" Zach turned the tv off and gazed at his dad. "Who is he?" Ben followed up with. "Remember when I went to pick up your mother's medicine this afternoon?" Your dad brought up to his two sons. "Go on." Zach and Ben nodded their heads getting up from the sofa. "Well, I ran into your sister's boyfriend and knocked a box of condoms out of his hand." Your dad covered his face with his hands feeling embarrassed about telling his sons what happened earlier. "Seriously?" Ben covered his mouth trying not to laugh seeing a little funny side in that, but couldn't help but feel disgust too. "Fuck off!" Zach dropped his jaw feeling just like his father.

"Zach watch your language. And this is Zach and Ben. We have another son, but he's still travelling back home from university." You mother came through to the living room with you and Will introducing everyone to your boyfriend. "I see." Will gulped also recognising one of your brothers.

"Sorry, am I alright to stand outside for a quick minute?" Will polity excused himself as he took a step back. "Sure." Your mother nodded. "I'll be back in a minute, darling." Will tapped your shoulder and went to go stand outside for a minute while he had a cigarette to calm himself down. "I'll help you dish dinner out while he's out there." You offered to help your mother as you went into kitchen with her. "I'll set the table up." Ben excused himself so he didn't have to deal with his dad's complaining.

"Come on, Zach. I'll put him in his place." Your dad pushed Zach in front of him saying that he was going to have a word with Will. "Just so you know, Weirdo Will is a bit of a comedian and isn't scared to answer back." Zach warned his dad about Will's humour. "Weirdo Will?" Your dad quzzied. "That's what everyone called him in high school." Zach answered as he knew Will pretty well a few years back. "Ohh yeah, friend of yours?" Your dad also questioned in return. "I'd like to say a homicidal enemy ." Zach bluntly put out. "Fan fucking tastic." Your dad groaned as he was regretting letting you bring your boyfriend home.

"Oi. Will!" Your dad called him so Will would true around to face him. "So we do meet again." Will attempted to make a joke but failed as smoke came out of his mouth and nose. "Ha ha very funny. Now listen, if you hurt, up set, or even lay a finger on my daughter you won't live to your next birthday. You hear me, purple hair?!" Your father took a few steps closer to Will and slapped his cigarette out of his mouth. "My fingers are still crossed so more than fingers might touch her." Will grinned and puffed the remaining smoke out of his mouth showing his crossed fingers. "Shit, man." Zach rolled his hair back in stress thinking Will had balls made of metal for saying that to your dad. "This is your little sister he's talking about here!" Your dad pointed at Will as he faced Zach who was behind him.

"I'm well aware of that." Zach nodded with an edgy smile. "Then why don't you say something to him?" You dad then fully turned around to see Zach tense up. "The last time he said something to me, he got his ass kicked in front of the whole school." Will announced as he pulled another fag out of a box. "What did you do?" Your dad rolled his eyes at Zach knowing that it would have been something dumb, as Zach was the stupid one out of his three siblings. "Fair enough the nickname Weirdo Will suited me in high school because I had no friends and spent my breaks reading or doing homework, which really paid off. But when you attempt to find a new victim to bully who ended up sending you home with three cracked ribs, a black eye, the loss of two back teeth, a broken and bloody nose. You tend to back away from them and lose much popularity, don't you?" Will answered for Zach with a very cheeky smile finally getting another shot at revenge for trying to bully him when they were back in high school.

"You're an idiot you know, Zach?" Your father growled at him knowing Will wasn't lying because he remembered the day he had to pick Zach up from school in complete agony with a trip to the hospital. "But... I forgive you... Only because we're both adults and have grown up since then. Plus, you'll have to forgive me at the end of the night because I'll most likely be balls deep in your sister. That makes us even... Right?" Will slipped into the conversation so Zach couldn't say a single word after that.

"And what makes you think my daughter will be sharing a bed with you tonight?" Your father quizzed Will not liking how confident he was. "Luck I guess. Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to make a good impression on my girlfriend's mother and younger brother." Will smiled at your father and put half of his cigarette out and walked back inside since he had been out longer than a minute.

"I told you he was a bit of a comedian." Zach spoke once Will closed the front door behind him. "I really hate to admit this, Zach. But you lined yourself up for the shit he said to you." You dad mentioned still not liking Will one bit. "Let's just try to get along with him. I don't know if you've noticed, but ever since (Y-N) has been dating Will, she has been more sensible and calm." Zach suggested to his dad as you had calmed down a lot . "Your mother side that." Your dad heavily sighed and went back inside. "And she's usually right." Zach followed up with knowing mother knows best. "Just get inside!" You dad shook his head pushing his second son back inside the house.

"Is everything ok?" You quired Will as he came back to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on the top of your head. "Yeah, everything is fine." Will simply replied to you. "Good, what did my dad and brother say to you?" You thought to investigate as you saw your dad and Zach acting TOO casual. "Nothing really." Will shook his head trying to put an honest face on with you. "Tell me?" You grinned knowing that something happened outside. "I'll tell you later." Will whispered in your ear and let go of you.

After dinner finished and your family was well aware of who Will actually was with his business, age, personality and well being. Your mother was super happy with him and thought you'd done well to pick someone up like William. You younger brother kind of liked him and knew he could get along with him, he just though the incident he had with your dad earlier was hilarious, but he didn't show it. Zach kept pretty quiet all night and only spoke around Will when it was nessicary. Then there was your father, who was not the biggest fan of your boyfriend, but in plenty of time, he would like him. Your dad even tried to persuade you into staying at home that night, but you said no and went back to Will's house. Will invited you over and you agreed with it because he said he would drop you off at college since he had to be up at the same time as you for work. However, your dad wasn't agreeing with it at all, simply because he knew what would happen if you two shared a bed together. Your brothers didn't say anything and went back to watching tv. Then your mother pulled your father to a side, trying to explain to him that you were practically an adult and that he couldn't tell you what to do anymore. Then before you knew it, you were rushing out of the door as you held Will's hand quickly yelling drive to him so you could get out as soon as possible.

"I am so sorry about that." You exhaled in relief as Will started to drive away. "Should we have left like that?" Will looked in the car mirror seeing your dad come out of the house. "I've done it multiple times before. One of my friend's drives and whenever my dad gets pissed off about me going out every Friday night I tell her to floor it." You mentioned another part of your rebellious side. "Well, you underage drink in my dad's nightclub so I can't say much there." Will shrugged being well aware of the law. "What did your dad say when he found out my age?" You thought to ask as you rolled the car window down a little. "He rubbed the inside of his ear saying "Oh she's a year younger than you?" hinting that he's going to pretend you're twenty one because he'll lose his licence otherwise." Will told you as it was pretty funny and serious. "I see, but I don't see why my dad is a prick about me going out with someone a couple of years older than me. You watch, I won't be allowed to get married till he's dead and a week after that just to make sure." You funnily and rather sarcastically explained to Will as that did sound pretty accurate. "Haha, that does sound about right now that I've met him. But I can't blame him for being overprotective with you. You're his only daughter and if anything happened to you, the only female figure in his house would be your mother." Will maturely said back to you seeing your point. "True, but don't you think he takes things way too seriously?" You got where Will was coming from but had little doubt. "...Maybe a little bit." Will carefully thought about his reply and agreed with you after he remembered your dad slapping the cigarette out of his mouth which was tragic.

The rest of your car ride back to Will's house wasn't as bad as you expected. Now that you didn't have your parents to worry about, you could pay all of your attention on your sweet boyfriend. Soon as you stopped through Will's front door, the first thing you noticed was how nice and clean the place was. Then again, if you didn't live with anyone, had no children and was out of the house twelve or more hours of the day, you wouldn't have to do much cleaning.

"You have a very nice place." You complimented Will on how nice his home was. "Thanks, it's a shame I don't have anyone to share it with." Will added as he hung his jacket up and put his keys on the back of the door. "If you say so." You took your shoes off and started to look around the place.

From then on, that was when things started to get frisky. Will pulled you into a cute embrace with his hands resting on your lower back and your hand going around his neck. You lovingly looked at each other for a few seconds, then ended up snogging each other. It even got to the point where you jumped up and let Will carry you by your ass so your back was agents he wall with your legs enveloping around his waist.

"My room?" Will panted as he pulled his mouth away from yours. "Yes." You gasped with a quick nod and allowed Will to take you to his bedroom.

Other events in your relationship with Will also happened, besides meeting each other parents, sleeping with each other for the first time and moving in with him. Many more insane things occurred. After five long years of being together and happily living together, Will couldn't help himself and asked you to become Mrs Afton.

However, the way Will proposed to you was rather hilarious because at first you was joking and it went a little something like this.

You had a day off work and decided to have a lazy day that you spent relaxing and getting everything off your chest by watching tv, eating food and cuddling up under blankets all day. Where as Will spent his day working at the same old Freddy Fazbears Restaurant. Once Will came home from work, you could see that he was itching inside of his pocket.

"How was work today, sweetie?" You questioned as you looked over to Will who was stood in the archway. "Other than wanting to stab my new apprentices in the neck, I'd say it wasn't that bad. I've also got a joke for you too. Knock knock?" Will dropped his work bag and work blazer at the side of the sofa as he sat next to you. "Who's there?" You rolled your eyes going along with him. "Marry." Will secretly slipped his hand into his pocket feeling more nervous. "Marry who." You said the usually pick up line to the traditional knock knock joke. "Marry me?" Will ginned trying to pull his hand out of his pocket but it had got stuck.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What?!" You cried out laughing away at the terrible joke. "No, I'm being serious I just can't get the ring out of my pocket." Will shook his head and pulled the real diamond ring out for you. "Holy shit you were being real." You immediately stopped the crying laughter and dropped your jaw at the expensive ring that was in between Will's fingers. "Of course I'm being serious. I've been waiting for this for years." Will nudged himself closer to you hoping you would agree to his proposal.

"Yes, I will marry you, William Afton." You took a glimpse down at the engagement ring and back at Will to see that he was actually sweating. "Ohh my God, thank you!" Will cheered and pulled you into a massive hug never wanting to let go. "I've got to ask though. How long have you been saving that for? You said you have been waiting for years." You waited out a few minutes into the big and pulled out to ask Will how long he actually waited. "About three years." Will responded as the slipped the diamond ring on to your ring finger. "Aww thank you, it's stunning. I cent believe you waited that long." You held your hand out at the to view the shineyness and to be surprised that it was almost a perfect fit. "I'm glad you like it. Just don't ask about the price." Will smiled at you enjoying that loved his gift and mumbled his sentence about the price. "Do I dare ask what it's price tag was?" You straight up questioned Will since that was a question everyone would like to have answered if they got an engagement ring. "If I tell you I know for a fact you'll slap me, tell me to go get a refund and replace it with an onion ring from the restaurant." Will widened his eyes trying to make a little mockery out of the shocking cost. "I won't, just tell me, please." You held Will's hands starting to get serious on the topic. "I saved up seven hundred and fifty dollars a year till I could pay it off." Will mumbled knowing you would go bonkers at the price. "That is over two thousand dollars, Will." You gasped at the jaw-dropping dollar it cost Will to ask you to marry him. "I don't care how much it cost, (Y-N). I care about you more than anything. You know I'd do anything to make you happy an safe." Will poshly kissed your ringed hand hoping you would leave it there. "It's a good job I care about you more, Mr Afton." You grinned and pulled yourself into Will to give him a cheeky smooch.

The year after your happy engagement, you and Will got married with all of you family and friends around you. After that, both of you had a sweet honeymoon in Paris, the city of love for two weeks and lived life like a normal happy married couple... Till something struck you. Roughly, a month after your honeymoon, Will through you had got ill and pretty badly, but you weren't ill, you were pregnant with your first baby.

Once you explained your symptoms to Will which was constant vomiting, backaches, headaches, fatigue at an early time in the evening and that a fetus inside of your stomach was causing all of that, your husband was lost for words, but also smiling loving the thought of becoming a dad. Will didn't hate kids, but he didn't love them either. Will had to see and cope with them every day because of his business and children was a thing he didn't mind dealing with if they were not screaming and crying. You knew your husband was a kid friendly man and got along with them really well. However, one thing was getting to you a little bit and that was Will's mental health.

You knew your darling husband struggled with his mental illnesses such as social anxiety, his many cases of depression and insomnia. Will tried to control them as much as he possibly could. But personally, you thought Will was getting worse and be wasn't seeing it. When something was wrong with Will illness wise, he liked to keep it bottled up inside of him and it really worried you because you couldn't help him. Will lost his mother at a very young age as she took her own life due to her not getting the help she needed, and you wouldn't want to go through the same pain as Will's father and feel the pain for your future son or daughter. Will also painfully admitted to you that he purposefully hurt himself in the past and thankfully didn't attempt suicide, instead he went to go get help, but doctors and therapists could only do so much for so long. Your husband also came out to you with the urge he had to hurt people and that he was more homicidal than suicidal. Deep down you knew that Will didn't want to hurt anyone. Not a baby, toddler, child, teenager, adult, elder or the ones he loved most. It was just sick tricks William's brian was playing on him and slowly taking your supportive, kind, funny and adoring husband away from you.

Nine months later after having your first baby, you was so excited and super happy that everything went smoothly. Even though you was sick and aching for most of the nine months, you knew it was all worth it. You had a little boy and both agreed to name him Micheal as it was a smart sensible name that Will liked. And even though Michel was a little six pound helpless newborn, you could see most of Will's looks in him. Such as his white tanned skin, dark brown hair which was the darkest of all browns leaning towards black, that was also known to be Will's natural hair colour before he permanently dyed it purple a few years ago and then you had Will's nose shape on Micheal that you found super cute. The only thing you recognized look wise you had on Micheal, was his eye colour. They were a gorgeous bright (Your eye colour) with shiny jet black pupils.

A couple of years after Micheal was born, things started to slip every slowly for Will. Once Mike turn three years old, that was when Will's mental health went down the drain pretty badly. But you was there for Will, took care of him and made sure he didn't hurt himself or anyone. You also persuaded Will to go to the doctors again to see if they could suggest any other help and they gave him new anti-depressant tablets then referred him over to a counseller. The new medication took a while to kick into Will's system, but they did pay off with the counselling sessions in the end. Your husband paid much more attention to his son and made plenty of time to spend with him, and then he started to treat you the same way he did when you first started dating.

...However, Will's sane mind only lasted for so long. Another three years passed and Micheal was classed as a child and his father was classed as a homicidal maniac. One day when Will was walking back to work after his lunch break, he got a phone call and it was the hospital telling him some devastating news. Will's last parent had died out of the blue and his cause of death was unknown. Specialist predicted that Will's father had been drugged or poisoned within the last twenty four hours, fallen over in the street and died once he hit the ground. This of course made Will have a mental breakdown in public and two people did stop to see if he was ok and needed help. Unfortunately, those two people who offered Will some help, almost ended up dead thenselves. Will lost his sanity and lashed out at them. One of them ended up in a coma for months and the other was very badly injured with multiple broken and cracked bones.

Your husband was punished of course, but wasn't sentenced to five years in prison because of the situation and that he was clearly seen as highly mentally ill. Instead of five years in a normal prison, Will was sentenced to a year in a prison for the mentally ill. It wasn't an insane asylum, it was just a prison designed for people who needed help that could be helped if they tried and listened some more.

Hearing this in court completely killed you inside. Not only had you lost your father in law and wouldn't be able to see Will in a normal state for a full year which was devastating to you. There wasn't only that, you was going to get a mountain of stress piled on top of you. Will and his father couldn't run their businesses, so you took them over for the timing being. Which meant that you put the manager of each establishment in charge and made sure every employee got paid on time till Will was back and well. You would have to organise a funeral for Will's father. Continue bringing Micheal up on your own... Then go through a second pregnancy without having Will to take care of you. You were only six weeks pregnant when this happened, so you were the only one who knew about it. You still had your mother, father and three brothers to go to, but it wasn't he same. You wouldn't have a man around the house.

As time progressed, things grew more and more chaotic for you because you were worried about financial problems and the new baby. Every week you visited Will and never wanted to leave once you got to see him. You could tell Will never wanted to let go when he gave you a hug at the end of your visits. You also let Micheal visit his father while he was in prison, but only every two weeks because Will found it too difficult to have Micheal look at him in a criminal environment. But Mike wanted to see his dad as much as possible, he really missed his father and couldn't wait for him to come home. Then there came the time when you had to tell Will about your second child expectation.

"Ohh it's so good to see you again, I've been waiting all week for this." Will stood up and gave you a really tight embrace as you entered the private room both of you had for half an hour. "Same here, darling. How are you feeling? Any better?" You hugged Will back and hid your head in the crook of his neck. "If I'm honest, I feel empty, the death of my dad is still painful in my chest and I just want to go home to you and Mike. It's scaring not being able to sleep in the same bed with you." Will carefully rubbed the side of your face and sat down with you. "Same here, sometimes I catch myself hugging a pillow in my sleep if I'm honest... But speaking of coming home, I've got something to tell you." You bit your lip with a tiny smile. "Ohh yeah?" Will leaned back in his chair feeling fascinated with what you were going to tell him. "I don't know if you'll like it, but you've got to know sooner rather than later." You mentioned a picked an envelope up out of your bag. "Is that a relate date that has been extended by six months?" Will held the in between of his eyes with a single hand. "No. I'll just let you open it." You passed it over to Will and nervously waited for his reaction.

"Ohh my God." Will took a clear view of your scan pictures and covered his mouth like a woman in surprise.

"Are... Are you pregnant again?" Will then pushed his hair back not knowing what to say. "Yes, fourteen weeks." You nodded your head telling the great truth. "Wow, it better be mine." Will pointed at you with a little chuckle. "Of course it's yours. I found out a week before you got took to court, I just didn't have any time or a way to tell you so I thought I might as well tell you by showing you right now." You kept your gaze at the floor feeling a little blush come up on your cheeks. "Aww, bless you, I'm even more excited to come home now." Will grinned and pulled you into another huge hug. "I'm glad you're happy about it." You closed your eyes and rested on Will as he stroked your hair.

After Will did his time and was now classed sane from professional mental health people, he was allowed to go home, to you, Micheal and his new little baby. The moment Will stepped through the front door, Micheal ran straight to his dad and practically jumped on him like an animal. Will gave his oldest son a very loving hug and explained to Mike how much he missed him. After you locked the door behind your husband who was now hopefully a changed man for the rest of his life. You offered him to meet the newest family member.

"Do you want to meet him?" You put an arm around Will hoping he'd want to see his other son for the first time. "Another boy?" Will kept hold of Micheal in his arms and raised his eyes at you. "Yeah, I named him, but I'm not entirely sure if you'll agree with it." You giggled and rested your head on Will's shoulder. "Well, I don't have a choice." Will funnily rolled his eyes and put Michael down.

"What do you think of the new baby, son?" Will asked Mike as he gazed down at him. "He's alright, but really annoying most of the time." Mike answered his dad saying his honest opinion. "Yeah, you was like that six years ago." Will laughed and ruffled the top of Micheal's head. "My dad is upstairs with him right now. My parents and sometimes my brothers have been taking it in turns coming over every night while you've been gone." You explained and took Will's hand as you leaded him upstairs. "That's nice of them. Let's go then." Will spoke and followed you upstairs with Micheal behind you both.

"Welcome back, Will." Your dad greeted Will in for a man hug as he waited inside of the new babies room. "Thanks." Will nodded and hugged your dad back as they got along pretty well now. "Are you feeling any better?" You dad questioned him as he broke up the quick hug and put an arm around Will. "Yeah, pretty ok. It's just been a really crazy twelve months." Will answered the best way he could. "Ohh I know and it's only going to get crazier in a better way." You dad joked bringing a smile to Will's face as he saw your newborn son sleeping in his Moses basket.

"Aww, he looks like me." Will chuckled and held a finger out to his new son. "I know, he looks different from when Micheal was born but you can see that he looks like you." You smiled and put an arm around Will's waist. "So what did you name him?" Will picked the three month old newborn up and carefully held him. "I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes. Come on, Mike." Your dad started to leave the baby's room and told Micheal to follow him. "Ok." Mike nodded and followed his grandfather.

"Well?" Will questioned again. "Christian, but you also have Chris for short." You rolled your lips in and held your hands behind your back with your fingers crossed. "Really?" Will shot his eyes open as he quickly gazed at you. "Yeah... It hasn't upset you has it?" You hesitated to ask Will that question, but you did anyways. "No. I'm flattered that you named our second son after my dad." Will shook his head and cracked a tiny grin loving the fact you named your other son after Will's passed on father. "I'm glad you like it." You grinned and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I don't have a reason not to." Will responded and tried to clean a tear away from his eyes with his free hand. "Aww come here, you'll make me cry." You sniffed and brought Will into another hug, but was careful as Chris was still pretty tiny and asleep.

Time Skips 2 Years.

Over the last two years, things did start to get better for you and your family. Will had taken full control over his father's establishments and even kept that Freddy Fazbears Pizza place running which was making financial situations much easier to manage. Micheal was now seven years old and soon to be turning eight. Then there was Chris who was now two, getting the edge of his words and now walking around like a little monster. But of course, as your relationship seemed to get better with Will, you did eventually end up getting pregnant again for the third and final time. Fair enough Micheal was kind of planned and Chris wasn't because of all of the action that went on back then, you just knew that this third baby was going to scare Will half to death as it was a pure accident. Will was under pressure and stressed out most of the time at work and was like it sometimes at home, but very rarely. Thankfully, Will learnt how to handle himself and learnt how to relax when he felt the urge to hurt himself or other people, it was something he learnt to do while he was in prison which did some good to Will. Sure Will had his mental breaks downs every now and then, but sometimes you just need to cry and let it all out when you've got mental health issues.

Once you explained to Will about the third pregnancy, he wasn't extremely happy, but he wasn't angry or shouty at you. He just kept himself to himself and stayed quiet for a couple of hours. But before Will went off in a sulk like a child, he just turned around and said that he was going to get himself sterilized because this was the last one you'd be having.

Time Skips 9 Months

Thought out your rather simple pregnancy that didn't cause you to vomit or give you any discomfort, Will didn't get himself sterilized like he said he would for two reasons.

One: "He didn't have the time for it." And two: "He fagged out in the end because he wasn't comfortable with it."

Although, you did get some pleasure out of teasing Will about it because every now and then, you'd bring it up in conversation by saying that he could afford it and that he should totally do it because he said it out in frustration.

Right now at your current time, it had just turned half past two in the morning and you woke up from the baby inside you kicking like a lunatic. You managed to sit yourself up switched your lamp on that was at your bedside table, then noticed that Will wasn't in bed next to you. Usually, he would have woken up by now complaining that the light was on, but he wasn't. You didn't hear Chris crying so you presumed that he was asleep and you would have heard Micheal if he was up because his feet make the sound of an elephant. To be on the safe side though, you checked both of the kid's rooms and saw that they were both in bed fast asleep. However, at the bottom of the stairs, you could see that the light in the living room was on, so you went to investigate.

When you got down there, you could see that Will was sat on the sofa with his hands up to his face crying.

"William, sweetie. Are you ok?" You finally spoke asking if Will was ok. "Please, go back to bed, (Y-N)." Will sadly sobbed and cleaned tears out of his eyes. "I can't when I'm seeing you like this. Tell me what's wrong." You stepped up to Will then sat beside him hoping that he wouldn't try to bottle himself up like he did before. "...I can't sleep. I'm super stressed out. I'm scared and nervous. I'm depressed and really struggling again." Will surprisingly listed everything that was wrong with him to you. "Have you hurt yourself?" You hated to ask, but did anyways in a gentle voice for Will's own safety. "...No." Will shook his head and glimpsed over to you. "Will. I'm your wife and I know when you're hiding something. It's ok to tell me these things and it is ok to not be ok." You stroked Will's cheek and begged to yourself that Will was telling be the truth even though you could tell he was lying. "But it's not ok for me to hurt myself and other people, deep down I really don't want to." Will exhaled and leaned back on the sofa with his left arm clearly presented to you by accident. "I know, but you haven't hurt yourself or anyone else in years, other than now. And that's kind of a good thing, you're still learning how to handle yourself and doing so well, you even managed to quit smoking for your own sake. I just don't want you to go back to the old way of getting rid of the pain." You leaned back with Will and rolled his left sleeve up seeing a couple of red lines in his left arm. "Why do I hear disappointment and shame in your voice?" Will gulped as all he could do now was not make eye contact with you. "I'm just worried for you, Will. I don't want anything bad to happen to you and neither do your children." You caressed Will's cheek hoping he would see how much you cared about him.

"How come you're awake?" Will shook his head wanting to drop the depressing talk. "The baby was kicking me as I was asleep." You replied and got up from the sofa as you held Will's hand. "Ohh yeah you're due soon." Will glimpsed at your stomach seeing that you would have another baby at some point next week. "Don't worry, even I agree with you that this is the last one we have. Meaning I'll stop making jokes about you getting sterilized." You chuckled as you walked Will over to the kitchen. "To be honest I'd rather go back to using condoms than get that done." Will put a little smile on his face, but it didn't last any longer than two seconds. "I'll live with that, just make sure you don't run into my dad when you buy them." You mentioned since Will lined himself up for that little incident that happened over a decade back. "I still find it hard to believe that actually happened." Will thought about the whole story again as it was just seen as a funny joke to your family now.

"Same. Can you get me the First Aid kit down for me while I run some warm water in the sink for you." You polity asked Will and flicked the red tap on. "Where is it?" Will questioned. "Top right cupboard on the middle shelf, I'd get it myself but the baby is in the way." You explained and got a clean damp rag to wash Will's injured arm. "Here." Will easily reached the First Aid kit because of his tall hight and opened it up for you. "Thanks." You thanked him and rinsed the rag down so you could wash away the dry blood on Will's arm.

"How did I end up with a fine wife like you?" Your husband rhetorically questioned you and himself as he watched you clean him up. "Well you asked me to marry you in the funniest way of possible and I said yes." You gazed up into Will beautiful eyes that were now looking at you. "Yeah, but you get what I mean." Will said with a heavy exhale. "I do and I am glad I met and married you. You're everything I ever wanted in a husband." You let out a warm smile dried the water by dabbing Will's arm with a towel. "Besides the homicidal thoughts." Will slipped into the conversation. "Don't beat yourself down, sweetie. You're still on the mend and gradually getting better." You put the towel to a side and brought a bandage out for Will's arm. "This is why I love you." Will then added with another smile and made it last longer. "Ohh, yeah?" You quizzed wanting to hear what Will had to say as you wrapped the bandage around his arm. "You are literally the nicest person I've met in my enter life." Will let out straight away and breathed in. "Except when I'm hangry." You joked about yourself admitting that you were a pain when you wanted food. "Or craving weird shit." Will also joined in on the joke seeing where you were coming from.

"Well, that's all done. Is the other arm ok?" You finished the bandaging and though to check the other one. "Yep." Will honestly answered you and even showed you his arm. "Great, let's go back to bed." You closed the first aid kit and wrapped your arms around Will's neck to give him a quick kiss. "Ok." Will kissed you back and put his hands on your stomach to feel a connection between him and your newest member of the family.

"I love you." You mentioned and took hold of Will's hand as you made your way back to the bedroom. "I love you more." Will said back to you and held your hand back to bed.

The End.