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7 years after the second movie's events, Abby leaves for college in another state, Vanessa, moves out of the city to find peace and start a new life, while Mike is left all by himself, with guilt, constantly blaming himself for everything that happened. The trauma regarding Garett is back, making him constantly repeat his old mistakes and behaviours over and over again. Mike, deciding that he's had enough of the loneliness and returning worries, he goes back to work as a security guard in his local shopping mall. Hoping to find something or someone that will help him start a new life after everything that happened.

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The sun was shining through the window, mercilessly waking Mike up from his deep sleep, a bit earlier than he was hoping. Though due to his bad dreams, the instant wake-up seemed like a miracle. He sat down on the bed, arching his back and groaning quietly. He let out a small sigh, remembering that Abby is not here with him anymore, she left for college not so long ago, though for him, it seemed like ages. The man started massaging his temples, feeling the headache hit him the second he became concious. He reached out for his pills, quickly swallowing them without a second thought, as he stood up to get out of his room. Mike quickly ate a small breakfast, nothing special, just usual cold milk and cereal, as he rushed to the bathroom. The brunette man started brushing his teeth, while carelessly washing his face with nothing else but water. After that he put on his security guard uniform, carefully trying to recreate the way Abby would always tie his tie, despite failing two or three times, he finally did it, as he smiled lightly remembering Abby's words when she last helped him. "What would you do without me?" A great question, the answer is, nothing. Everytime he would think about his now not-so little sister, he'd feel his heart painfully twist like there's a sharp knife right inside. Mike closed his eyes for a second, trying to focus on getting ready once again, he looked at the clock, somwhow he only had an hour left, at that, he promised himself to walk to work everyday, to convince himself to any healthy behaviours, meaning he has barely any time left.

Mike quickly grabbed the keys and ran out of the house, hoping he won't be late for work again, it's only his third day, and it already happened twice to him, luckily for Mike, his boss haven't realized that yet, and hopefully, he won't. The brunette male put on his headphones, playing some random music like always, to make the walk more satisfying and enjoyable, his depressive episodes were eating him out, leaving him with little to no motivation to do anything actually good for his health. He tried to find positives of the misearble activity, looking around carefully to notice anything, that would even slighly brighten up his day. All he could notice, was the cruelty of the world he lives in, animals, like bugs, fighting to assert dominance, killing eachother without a second thought. Dogs fighting, cats chasing squirrells, flowers dying from dehydration, nothing seemed like it could make Mike's life better at that point, everything would just make him feel worse and worse everytime he'd look around. His steps felt heavy, with his heart even heavier, causing him to think that he's about to burst into tears. Finally after a long walk, he got to the front of the shopping centre. Mike took a deep breath as he entered through the rotating entrance of the building. He walked into his office, grabbing the equipment from his locker, and getting ready to patrol the hallways. There weren't many people inside yet, meaning he isn't in a big hurry. Mike yawned feeling his head hurt more and more every second. The man tried to ignore the burning feeling surrounding his entire forehead like a halo, going outside of the locker room and walking towards his favourite lunch place, despite everything, the job was pretty enjoyable, all he needed to do is look around and be careful of his surroundings, while doing pretty much anything he wants.

The male went up to the ordering counter, as he high-fived his old friend, Jackson.
-Same as always?
Asked the friendly man.
-Same as always.
Mike confirmed, with his voice sounding even more tired than he expected. Jackson wrote up his usual order and handed it to the crew as he looked at Mike.
-How's your new work going, Shmidt? I'm really hoping you'll stay this time.
He said jokingly.
-Yeah me too. So far so good, I haven't knocked down anyone yet.
His friend laughed, which quite surprised Mike, who knew that the last person that he was funny to, was Abby. And well, Vanessa. Though the guard did not want to remember about her. Her behaviour and all her secrets, caused him to make a hard decision and cut her off completely before she could make any more damage than she had already done.
The worker handed Mike his lunch, as he sat down heavily on a chair in a spot that gave him a good vision of the entire hall. More and more people began entering the shopping mall, which he did not really care about, he just kept looking around once a few minutes to make sure everyone is safe.

Despite the rotation of the same people coming to the store everyday, he noticed one new face he haven't seen yet in the previous days. Someone familiar, he couldn't get a grasp on who that person might be. The tall and slim man with messy brown hair looked his way, as for some reason Mike tried to look away in embarassment. Who was this strangely familiar man? Mike just knew, that he had met him before in some type of a weird situation. The tall male got closer, casually ordering his lunch. The security guard noticed one important thing, a gold badge attached to the man's purple shirt, as he squint his eyes the truth struck him. He worked for the renewed Freddy's restaurant, connecting the dots, Mike realized who it is. Michael Afton, the freak who tried to kill both him and Abby nearly 10 years ago. The security guard stood up rapidly, putting his hand on the gun attached to his belt, as he walked up to Michael.

-Long time no see.
Mike said with an tired and angry grin on his face, trying to catch the other man's attention. Michael looked at him up and down as he replied.
-Truely. I thought you and that little kid moved away with my sister, considering that I never saw you anywhere.
The security guard's face went from annoyed to surprised, did Mike really spend so much time alone, at home, that people thought he moved out?
-Well, like you can see, I stayed. There wasn't anything between me and your sister, ever. We were just friends and she left by herself.
He replied.
-Well, then, she betrayed you just like she did to me. It's nothing new for her.
Michael replied, mockingly repeating Mike's first word. Suddenly there was silence between the two, which was even more grounding and tough than all of Mike's thoughts. The taller man grabbed his lunch and sat down carelessly, as the other male did the same, following him.
-I see you work at Freddy's, still haven't moved on?
The shorter man asked half-seriously, considering Michael's reasons for trying to harm him and his sister, he wasn't sure how much of that was a joke.
-Someone has to take care of the business, while the rest of the family is either dead or away. And you? Still sticking to being a guard, despite everything you've been through in my place?
Mike took a deep breath, realising how heating the conversation is. He wasn't sure what it was, but the burning hatred between them two while talking, made him excited for the first time in a while, he felt the adrenaline that he needed. The guard swallowed as he clenched his fist, it was weird how enjoyable it was to talk to Michael, despite amount of passive aggresive tension through the whole conversation.

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Mike scrunched his nose under pressure of the conversation, as he felt his cheeks burn slightly, it wasn't a strong feeling, but it was vivid enough for him to realise what it means, he's blushing. Hoping that Michael won't notice it, or if he does, he would think it's due to anger burning inside of him.
-Someone has to do their job right. Atleast I'm sure everyone is safe with a guard like me.
He replied after the long, awkward silence. Michael looked him up and down with a mischevious smile, it was obvious he had realized what's been going on.
-What is it, Mike? Someone's embarrassed? Or is it you knowing that they're going to kick you out again soon enough?
Michael asked mockingly, as he made an jokingly sad expression.
The shorter man stood up, fed up with the wicked games of the other male, he wanted to continue but he knew he might blush even harder, so he had to cut it off. Mike walked away from Michael and sat back down next to the table where he left his lunch. Trying to change the course of his mind, from extremely turned on, to work, he started looking around again to see if there's anything that requires his attention. He couldn't help but notice Michael squinting his eyes with a smile, visibly satisfied with the 'domination' he asserted in the raging conversation. Mike sighed, hoping to start controlling himself, so that his heart will stop pounding like crazy. The man quickly reached to his pocket and took the first pill he found, hoping it will help his uncontrollable feelings.

He wanted more, he wanted to go back to Michael and continue the conversation, so he can keep feeling the strong emotions that he lacked ever since Abby left, it was all he needed. Though this time, there was something new to it, despite the hate he felt towards the other man, he wanted to feel him close, to feel his touch. He himself had no idea why he desires the other man so badly, but he was hoping it will pass in a few hours. The man leaned back on his chair, noticing that Michael dissapeared, maybe it was for the better, even though that's not what Mike wanted.

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Finally it was closing time of the shopping mall, Mike was left with the task of checking every hallway and corner, to make sure no one has remained in the building before it closed down for the night, except for him and the other guard of course. The uncanny feeling of empty hallways, was now the only thing surrounding his mind, lucky for him, he already somewhat forgot about the earlier incident, due to the amount of work he ended up having in the evening. He passed a few stores before he entered a thin hallway between two shops, which was a hiding spot for lots of missing children aswell as thiefs. As he walked slowly towards the end of the corridor, he heard footsteps behind him, the man quickly reached for his gun, not pulling it out yet.
-Hello?
Mike said with an angry tone in his voice, he had to sound dominant, in case the person is armed or dangerous.

His grin changed from focused to surprised very quickly, as he realized who the intruder is, none other than the man that sparked new feelings inside Mike's heart just a few hours ago. Knowing how unpredictible he is, Mike pulled out his pistol, pointing it at the other, taller man.
-Don't move.
He said as Michael put his hands up, still with his dominant, attractive smile.
-What are you doing here? It's past closing time.
Mike growled. Michael did not think much of it, he started slowly walking up to the shorter man, knowing damn well he won't use his gun, despite him pointing it directly at the male's purple shirt. When Michael was two steps away from Mike, he looked at the gun and back at him, with obvious intentions. The security guard slid the gun back into his belt.
-What is it?
He asked , feeling his heart race impossibly fast, as he tried avoiding any eye contact with Michael. The absence of any replies from the other mans side was awkwardly uncomfortable, he wasn't sure what to expect.

-I saw how you looked at me, you're awful at hiding feelings.
Michael finally said, still making fun of Mike using a 'caring' voice. The shorter man's jaw dropped, unsure of what to reply, he felt his face get ready again, this time even more than before.
-Did you look at my sister the same, or is it an exclusive attraction?
He asked getting even closer to Mike, who could feel his whole body shivering.
-What is it, lost for words?
He did it once again, repeating Mike's sentence to use it completely against him, Michael was now close enough to the shorter man, that they could feel each other's breath. Mike couldn't help but look down, trying to avoid eye contact with the other.
-I'll ask one more time before I pull out my gun again, what are you doing here?
Mike asked with more hesitation in his voice than he was hoping for, this situation definetly wasn't taking the route that he expected.

Michael smiled, looking at Mike's lips.
-I'm just here to talk, is it too much to ask for?
The man replied, trying to make the other feel as bad as it's possible.
Mike could feel the tension between them build up every second, he was as excited as before, yet definetly less self concious. As the shorter male tried to say something, Michael kissed him pinning him to the wall of the tight hallway. Surprised Mike blushed even harder, as he closed his eyes while returning the intimate moment. The kiss was very agressive and passionate, just like they both were in an 80's american movie. Mike tied his hands around Michael's neck, pulling him even closer. They both stopped for a second to catch a breath as they continued doing what they had started. Michael would start kissing and biting Mike's neck, who'd let out quiet moans, as the taller man came back for the other's lips. The guard could feel the other's warm hands go under his shirt as they kept sharing the kiss, running out of breath once again.

At the noise of someone standing right behind them, Mike stopped while Michael kept biting his neck without hesitation, Mike could feel his body shiver again, as he saw the other guard who stayed for the night shift, stand right in front. He quickly pushed Michael away.
-Shit, m'am.
He said as he started buttoning his shirt. He wasn't sure what to do in such situation, it was pretty obvious he was going to lose his job. Due to the stress, Mike didn't even realise when Michael left unnoticed.
-Do it again, and I'm telling on you to the boss.
She growled, leaving him alone, standing in the hall in embarassment, with his heart still pounding like crazy. He swallowed hard, trying to get a grasp of what had just happened.
-Fuck.
He whispered to himself as he wiped his forehead with an arm sleeve and sped to the exit of the building.

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The exhausted man finally entered his house, the whole day was an awful play on both his mind AND feelings. Without even changing, he sat down heavily on his sofa, letting out a deep and long sigh. He wasn't very sure what to do after well, that. How is he even supposed to go back to his normal life? The second time Michael's seduction worked fully, Mike couldn't get him out of his mind. Trying to get his head busy, the man decided to call Abby, who already finished the school day. Without a second thought, Mike grabbed his phone and dialed his sister's number. After a few signals, she finally picked up.

-Hello?
Said the girl.
-Hey Abby! How was your day?
He asked, really hoping for her to start a conversation with him.
-Fine. Is there anything in particular you want?
She replied as the man sighed again, this time quietly.
-No, I just wanted to talk with you, I haven't seen you for a while.
Mike resigned already, knowing where this is heading.
-Cool, I'm busy. I'll call you later.
She hung up, as the last thing he could hear was her talking to her friends. Mike put down the phone as he quickly reached for the TV remote, hoping some television will distract him, though all he could find was some romantic movies or news, the first one would remind him of what happened, and the second was just straight up boring. He finally set his mind on a random romantic film, deciding to not pay any attention to it and just try to relax.

Despite his best effort, he could not think of anything else than Michael, touching him passionately as he bit into Mike's neck leaving a mark. The man touched it as he closed his eyes, giving in, and trying to remember more details of the situation. He could remember their tongues tying together, as they exchanged a deep and wet kiss. It was definietly unexpected, but Mike did not have anything against it, he just gave in fully into the dominant man's silent commands. The guard didn't even realise when his hands ended up unzipping his pants, as he carassed his tip. Mike started moaning silently, as his mind kept replaying the wet kiss and the feeling of Michael's warm hand on his naked hips.

He couldn't help himself, Mike started stroking his cock quickly, as his moans grew louder and his body tensed up. His heart was racing yet again, but this time he realized that it's due to the excitement, not stress. The man knew he couldn't stop, he kept touching himself, as wet precum would make his fingers slide up and down even faster than he expected. He couldn't hold it in anymore, Mike came with the hot cum dripping over his hands, with the image of Michael biting and kissing his neck for a change.
-Fuck.
He groaned. As the tension dissapeared from his body, the man realised what he just did. Mike felt ashamed, despite nobody seeing him. He never touched himself thinking about anyone in particular before, what a strange and exciting feeling.

The man stood up, he shook his head lightly and went to the bathroom, quickly taking off his clothes and throwing them into the laundry basket. Without a second thought, he jumped under the shower, turning on the coldest water temperature possible. He needed to cool himself down, after everything that happened today. Mike brushed his hair with his fingers as he grabbed a shampoo and delicately washed himself, with every touch imagining it's Michael's hands. When he finished the shower, he started drying himself with a towel as Mike looked into the mirror, realising that Michael actually left a bite shaped bruise on his neck. After staring at it for a few seconds, he said to himself.
-What the hell are you doing Mike? Get yourself together.
The guard hit his head with his palm as he dragged it over his face. He wasn't very sure how to look at himself now.

He sped into his bed, turning all of the lights off and carelessly throwing himself onto the sheets. Mike closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep right away.

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After an hour it was clear he won't fall asleep this easily tonight. Not after what Michael did to him. He laid on his left side as he grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly, hoping that one day, it might be the Afton laying next to him in the bed. He sighed as the man fnally fell asleep, feeling much safer hugging something tightly.

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The morning arrived, as Mike heard a knock on his door. It was his day off, so he was really hoping it's something more or less important. He sat up heavily, straightening his back and hands, as he yawned. Despite him being dressed only in boxers and a loose white shirt, he sped towards the door, opening it with annoyance.
-Yes?
He asked as his jaw dropped, at the moment Mike remember, that it isn't the first time Michael was at his house, last time, he was here with animatronics, to hurt both him and Vanessa.
Michael smiled at Mike's sight, who felt his body tense up again at the fact of the man standing in front of him. Mike quickly grabbed the other man's tie, pulling him closer into a kiss, though Michael ditched his lips, leaning his head slightly back, leaving Mike embarassed. The taller man grabbed the other's chin, lifting it up lightly so that he could look into his eyes.
-We got interrupted yesterday, want to continue in a more private place?
He gestured with his head, pointing at the inside of Mike's house, who could only nod impatiently, as this time they kissed. The shorter man tied his hands around the others neck, trying to pull him even closer, as they both entered the house, with Michael closing the door with his foot.