You were sitting at a booth, playing a game on your 3Ds, close to the stage. Everyone was in their human forms doing their own thing. Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy were rehearsing their songs. Freddy's little motto of 'Practice makes Perfect" is really starting to annoy you and the others.

"Freddy, we've been at this for an hour, can we take a break?" Bonnie asked.

"Maybe if you get those chords right, then we can." Freddy snapped.

"I am playing the right chords! You just don't believe me!" Bonnie argued. The two started bickering as Chica crossed her arms and looked at them annoyed.

Foxy then came along and sat across from you, looking at the commotion happening on the stage. You noticed him but chose to ignore him, trying your best to focus on your game and not to look up at him.

"Um, what's going on here?" Foxy asked you, his Irish accent making you swoon over internally. You looked up at him, then at the boys bickering, and shrugged.

"I was too focused on my game to know what's going on, sorry." You apologized. Foxy nodded and let you go back to your game.

"Chica! What's going on?" Foxy asked

"It doesn't matter!" Bonnie and Freddy yelled. Chica rolled her eyes.

"Isn't it obvious? They're being idiots, like always." She complained. Freddy looked at Chica angrily.

"Like you have room to talk! We have to restart every time you mess up!" Freddy complained.

"Don't go there you overused teddy bear!" Chica began. She continues to point out everything that goes on during rehearsal. Putting the boys in their place. You paused your game and looked at the boys who look defeated.

Covering your hand to hide your laugh, you look over at Foxy who was also laughing at Chica drilling into the boys.

"Foxy," You whispered over to him. He looked back over to you. "Do you think they'll ever learn not to mess with Chica?"

"Nope, just like she said, there are a bunch of idiots." Foxy mocked them, making your smile grow.

"Foxy do you want to fucking go?" Bonnie snapped. Foxy smirked at the threat.

"You want me to beat your ass again? I've done it once, I will do it again" Foxy smirked.

You couldn't help but laugh and also feel bad for Bonnie. The last time those two fought, Bonnie was roughed up pretty good. Of course, Chica made them both apologize to each other and made Foxy help Bonnie whenever needed.

"It's not funny (Y/n)!" Bonnie huffed. Foxy gave Bonnie a stern look.

"Don't get angry at her just because she laughed." Foxy scolded.

"What? I'm not angry at her! Besides, she helped me out a lot when I was injured, because you gave your responsibility to her." Bonnie smirked. Foxy rolled his eyes. "Thank you again, (y/n)!"

"Anytime, bunny boy!" You giggled, giving him a thumbs up. The three on stage continued to talk, thankfully they were done arguing. You look over at Foxy, he was looking away from the stage with a frown on his face, he seemed annoyed.

"Foxy? You alright? You look annoyed." You asked. Foxy huffed.

"Yeah..." He grumbled. He stood up and scooted out of the booth. "I'm going to head back to the cove..."

"A-alright..." You said. A disappointed look crossed your face as he walked away. You wanted him to stay. The three on the stage noticed Foxy leaving and your disappointed expression. They looked at each other and headed off the stage and sat at the booth with you.

"Hey (Y/n), are you alright?" Freddy asked. Chica put her hand on your back.

"Yeah, I'm alright, I'm just worried, that's all..." You told them. "I'm just wondering what made Foxy so annoyed. I kinda hope it wasn't me."

"Oh no, it wasn't you, I promise," Chica reassured you. She glared at the boys. "It was probably these two idiots."

"The hell Chica..." The boys grumbled.

"I honestly don't know what got him annoyed so easily," Chica said as she kicked Bonnie's shin.

"OW!-"

"BUT— I don't think you have anything to worry about. He'll talk to you about it before any of us." Chica reassured.

Everyone knew you liked Foxy. They even reassured you a lot when it came to how he felt towards you. Sometimes it felt like false hope at this point.

"Hey... he'll come around," Freddy commented ruffling your hair a bit. "Anyways, you'd better go get some rest, we are probably going to head back over to practice.

Chica and Bonnie groaned.

"Seriously!" Chica shrieked. You giggled and stood up.

"Freddy, if you complain about the chords and rhythms that I play, I will leave." Bonnie grouched.

"Have a good rehearsal" you cheered as we went back to the office.

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You head over to your purse to pull out some chapstick.

"Huh? Where the hell did it go?" You say as you rummage through your purse. "Damnit!"

You walked out of the office and headed towards Pirate Cove.

"Foxy!" you called out. No answer.

"Foxy! Do you still have my chapstick, it's not in my purse!" You called out again. Still no answer.

"I'm coming in!" You say as you climbed on the stage and into the curtains. "Foxy! I- OOOH KAYYY!!"

You walked in with Foxy unbuttoning his shirt. He turned around to you covering your eyes. You knew he was fit, but you never knew he was this toned. You felt your face heat up under your hands.

"(Y/n)? What the hell are you doing here?" Foxy asked.

"Sorry! I was wanting to find my chapstick and I remember giving it to you and I was wondering if you still had it." You say flustered. You uncover your eyes to see his glowing back at you.

"Uh... yeah... let me find it..." Foxy said. He closed the curtains making the cove completely dark. He walked over to the wall and turned on the light. His back was towards you. He raised his hook up and look back at you, gesturing you to follow him. You walked up to him as he opened the door to a back room behind the cove. It was a changing room. With lights, mirrors, and everything.

"If I was to put it somewhere, it most likely to be in here..." Foxy mumbled to himself. You just keep looking around. Trying not to look at Foxy's back... which was quite muscular for someone who is pretty lean.

"Hey, Foxy?" You called out. He hummed in response. Rummaging through some drawers.

"What happened earlier? You seemed annoyed when everyone went back to rehearsal."

"It was what Bonnie said," Foxy said sternly.

"If I may ask. What was it that he said that annoyed you." You asked. Foxy stood up, straightening his back. You could see his shoulder blades move and his muscles relax. He turned around and crossed his arms.

"It when he talked about you taking care of him after we last fought," Foxy admitted.

"But why would you be annoyed at that?"

"It just... it's like it hit me in the gut."

"Foxy-"

"Forget I said anything," Foxy hushed. He went to the other vanities and checked their drawers. You walked up to Foxy, you squeezed his arm.

"Foxy, are you alright? What do you mean that 'it hit you in the gut'?" You persisted on an answer. He looks at you.

"I just... ever since you cared for him, it seems like you two have gotten quite close," Foxy said.

"I mean, we have similar interests."

"I know, but," he sits down on the seat that was at the vanity. "I wish we could... be close... as well?"

"I thought we were close?" you say. Walking towards the vanity and sitting on the table. Foxy's eyes never leave you. He leaned back in the chair and sighs.

"Yeah, but not... similar interests close..." Foxy groaned. Putting his hand on his face hiding how obviously red his face is getting. He's not used to saying how he feels, it's embarrassing.

"Okay... Then how close do you want to be?" You asked innocently. Foxy looked at you shocked, he's never heard you say quite a bold statement before.

"If you're going to be assertive about it, might as well do the same," Foxy said. He stood up and walk over to you. You were confused, his movements were swift when he placed his hands on your knees and pushed them away from each other where his legs were touching the vanity. He leaned over you, his palms lay flat and his fingers intertwined with yours. His face hovering only inches away from yours. You could see the muscles in his shoulders and the muscles of his arms become more defined as he holds himself up over you.

"F-Foxy, what are you-"

"By the way, I could not find your chapstick... but I do have this instead." He said as he opened a container of petroleum jelly and grabbed a little with his finger. "Hold still, okay?"

Foxy placed his finger on your bottom lip. Smearing the jelly over your lip and then to your top lip. Going over your lips making sure the chapstick was smooth and placed well on your lips. Your eyes were wide the whole time. You were impressed with how gentle he was with your lips. You couldn't help but smile at the warm touch.

Foxy slowed down, gently grazing his finger over your lips, smelling his favorite scent on your lips. He gently placing his hook under your chin and lifts your face up. Admiring how shiny and soft your lips look. Also admiring your smile, to him it was beautiful. He almost wanted to put more jelly on your lips to see that smile again.

"I love the smell of coconut," you sighed, closing your eyes and inhaling deeply.

"So do I" Foxy smirked. "I might put some on, my lips are getting chapped as well"

"Alright, you go ahead-" You teased. Foxy chuckled.

His hand slowly moves over from your to your thighs, gripping them tightly. Surprised you gasped at the sudden. His hook stopped you from looking down. He quickly leaned in towards your face, his lips slowly meeting yours. Your heart skipped a beat with the warmth of his lips against yours. The smell of coconut as you inhale sharply through your nose. You parted your lips to grab a bit of air, but Foxy claimed your lips again by closing the small gap between them. You went numb, your body moved all on its own. Your legs are crossed behind Foxy's hips and your arms resting in his shoulders as your wrists relax on the back of his head. You could feel how much heat was radiating off his body, his bare skin under your arms as he moves his hand around your waist sliding you closer to him. The taste of the bitter jelly coats your tongues as you and Foxy continue to kiss. Your arms push him closer making the kiss more intense. His tongue slightly grazing your bottom lip and his teeth biting at it breaking the intense moment between you two. Letting go of your lip, Foxy backs his face away. His lips smothered with the petroleum jelly. As well as yours. His face looked at your expression, wanting to make sure what he did was right.

"That was...intense.' You panted. Your arms were still resting about his shoulders. You started to play with his hair.

"I guess the smell of coconut can do things to a person" Foxy chuckled with relief. He gave you one more kiss before walking away to the vanity across from you. He opened the drawer and pulled out your chapstick, turned around, and handed it to you.

"You said you didn't have it?" You gasped.

"I lied." Foxy purred as his hands wrapped around your waist. You hugged him back, as you rested your head on his bare chest. Feeling how soft his skin feels under your fingertips. You both look at each other and smiled.

"You know... the smell of coconut on you is quite intoxicating~"

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