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[sleepy-wanderer]

Sleep With Kakashi… but actually sleep

Kakashi has never been one to sleep very often. Past trauma makes any kind of sleeping difficult. Many times in his younger years he’d close his eyes and see Rin and Obito’s faces behind his eyelids as the light left their eyes. So when you guys get together he sees this as a flaw. When you begin to stay over at each other’s places he waits until you fall asleep and then will resume his reading. He didn’t want to worry you with his insomniac habits and the demons he was fighting. Eventually you catch on to this. It took a few times of waking up in the middle of the night to his small light reflecting off the well worn book pages. You finally got the truth out of him.

In an effort to remedy this issue, one night you take him into your arms. You lay his head across your chest and gently play with his silver locks. He appreciates the effort but highly doubts this will soothe him into dreamland. He thinks this until he wakes up the next morning, still resting on your chest. How did he get here? Why did he sleep through the night? When did he fall asleep? He doesn’t know but you can bet he’s addicted to it now. This was actually what finally made him pop the question on if you wanted to live together. This man will be pouting in the bed, begging for your attention and wanting you to hold him by the time 10pm rolls around. He’s not only traumatized but he’s touched starved and he’s finally found you, his perfect comfort.

Also. This man does the cutest little snores and you can not tell me any different.

[sleepy-wanderer]

Destiny (Pt 1)

I WILL noT Stand FOR MOON SLANDER. No longer will my night themed baby be hurt.

This is gonna be a multi part reader insert fic and it’s gonna have sun and moon, but mostly moon because he deserves the world that he has been denied.

Hurt/comfort self indulgent story.

Warnings: mention of murder

You never in your years of life has imagined you’d be on the run from somebody you thought you could marry. The one person you thought truly loved you had mentally and physically harmed you in ways even your worst nightmares hadn’t foretold. Then they thought they had the authority to throw you out on the curb, taking your shared apartment to “love” the next poor sucker who fell in their bed.

You shook your head at the memories flashing back to your mind. You refuse to dwell on what happened a week ago. Looking out the dusty, bird shit covered windshield of your rusty 13 year old Honda, you found yourself smiling. Maybe a new beginning is what you truly needed. The gps screamed at you to take a right and you gasped as your eyes met the building. Freddy Fazbears megaplex was gigantic and looked broken down. Bricks were falling from the foundation and the large bear logo was so rusted it look like it was crying black. You cringed at the thought of what the inside looked like.

It had been eight years since a virus had infected the animatronics, resulting in them hurting a little boy named Gregory. He hadn’t made it due to the horrible injuries a supposed moon animatronic has given him. It resulted in the company shutting down the large mega plex. They had opened a new one a few states over in hopes of starting new. According to many forums online all but one animatronic had been taken with them. Many people were too frightened to even approach the building. You on the other hand had seen a chance for a new life.

You had been a technician on machines very similar to the megaplex’s stars a few years ago. Your ex fiancé had made you quit that job because they wanted you to stay home due to “how little time you spent with them”. You thought it was just the fact you were making more money than them, making them feel inferior. You went along with it at the time in order to keep the peace. Love had made you blind, but this adventure might just be your redemption arc.

You weren’t proud of what you were about to do, but you knew the price of an animatronic if you could get it working would be high enough to pay for a few years of rent. The irony of you stealing to have financial gain from the same corporation that caused a child to die due to their need for money was not lost on you.

You parked in a parking spot and turned the key, allowing the poor old car to finally have a break. You looked in the rearview mirror and hyped yourself up. You were going to go in there and get one of the animatronics up and running.

Slipping a large black hoodie over your form and pulling up the hood you took off running toward the broken down building at full speed. You slipped in through a hole in the foundation and stopped. Everything was torn down and empty. The air smelled stale, the moldy undertones making your eyes burn slightly. You couldn’t be in here for long or your health might be in jeopardy.

Sneaking through the halls you searched for what felt like hours. There was no sign of anything living minus rats scurrying when you flashed a flashlight in their direction. You found yourself in the daycare when you finally uncovered something worth noting.

There was an animatronic sitting in the ball pit. The face was of a sun and moon combo. Both sides of the face were a light yellow in color, the large eyes blackened out. It had sun rays coming from its face plate. Long gangly limbs were spread out everywhere. The outfit was that of an old time jester. The shiny stripped fabric was covered in layers of dust from years of no movement. A thing of nightmares to most, it was a treasure to you.

You smirked as you pulled out your tiny tool kit and portable battery and ran to the animatronic. Reconnecting rat chewed wires and making sure everything was in order, you connected the batteries to each other and giggled loudly as you saw the back control panel of the animatronic flash with lights.

“Come on baby…,” you muttered to yourself, praying to a higher power for any sign of artificial life.

You jumped backwards and landed hard on your butt as the sun animatronic sprung to life and stood up quickly.

“ Well Hello new friend,” the dirty, forgotten yellow animatronic spoke to you. It’s voice was raspy and sort of high pitched, but definitely male. The face plate broke out into a large grin and the once blackened eyes were bright white with little blue pupils. “My names Sun, what’s yours?”

“Y/N … we need to get out of here.” You quickly said, looking back and forth rapidly. You hoped nobody had seen you sneak in through the hole. You highly doubt anybody had found you out, but still getting out of the creepy dump was now your main priority.

“I’m not allowed to leave the daycare friend.” The voice box glitched from the years of siting. He grabbed his throat as it glitches, his face shooting a look of discomfort and confusion.

“Well Sun… you’ve been out of commission for 8 years and I’m going to take you somewhere safe,” you smiled at him. Telling the truth seemed like the only way to get the animatronic to come with you.

Sun looked around and his smile shrunk significantly,” I guess you’re right. This place needs … cleaned.” He shuddered saying the word cleaned. His big expressive eyes started to twitch. Sun seemed to be uncomfortable with the dirt at an almost alarming level.

You grabbed his hand sensing he was about to have a meltdown. You didn’t want to deal with a seven foot tall animatronic having a tantrum. Your entire hand only wrapped around three of his long fingers. You slowly began to lead him back through the halls.

“We’re gonna get you cleaned up soon, but now we gotta run okay. When we get to that car,” you pointed,” get in the passenger seat. Okay?”

He nodded and seemed to try to shake his legs to remember how to use them and ti spread lubricant along the stuck joints.

“3…2….1. GO!” You took off full speed. You thought you were going fast until you watched Sun completely pass you. Both of you shoved yourselves quickly into the beaten down Honda and you turned the key starting it. It roared to life and you took off. You weren’t satisfied and ready to slow down until you got out of the parking lot.

“ Thank you for saving me friend. I couldn’t handle all that dirt by myself. Where are we going? Is there glitter glue? Can I have a hug?” The bouncy sun animatronic was staring at you, face plate broken into a huge grin. You smiled back at him.

“We are going back to my place. We’re gonna get you a bath and we’ll figure it out from there okay?” You cooed softly at him and pat his knee. The poor animatronic looked like he was cramped in a tuna can. His knees were essentially to his chest. You sped up, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.

What a thought process that was… Were you really thinking about him having feeling outside of his programming ? Or was it the guilt of stealing such an expensive piece of machinery?

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You shuddered as you washed his hands and arms with a wash cloth. The cloth was stained a dark coppery color. It had just been your luck that you had stolen the animatronic that had killed that poor boy Gregory.

Sun hadn’t been threatening at all in the last 2 hours you had been around him though. He had a child like sense of curiosity. So many “why’s” and “what’s this” had come out of his voice box at this point. You did your best to explain everything to him, wording everything carefully not to overwhelm his processors and make him overheat. You pegged him as an over energetic ball of light, not a murderer.

You decided against asking about the blood. It wouldn’t do any good because during your conversation he said he did not remember what happened before he had been turned off.

Two hours later and four buckets of water later, he was finally sparkling. Well as much as he could. His body was made out of a light squishy material on top of hard metal. You had deduced this was because he was the daycare attendant before the incident. He couldn’t be completely hard medal if he was expected to nurture kids and cuddle them.

“Thank you so y/n ! I feel so so so much better! Are we having a sleepover?” He smiled and his blue eye points widened, his entire body quivering with excitement.

“Yes Sun we are! I’m pretty pooped though so I might go to bed. Is that okay?” You ask him, gently holding his giant hand in both of yours. He nods enthusiastically.

“of course! I can keep watch of this place while you sleep!” His voice was chipper, like he hadn’t been turned off for 8 years.

“Okay I’ll leave the T.V. on for you. Be good!” You said and then got up and headed towards the bedroom. On your way over you flipped the light switch off. That’s when everything went sideways.

Snapping your head back, you realized the animatronic was convulsing on the ground and you ran to him worried. You stopped in your tracks when he quickly snapped up, blue replaced with red while he stared you down. Now instead of sun rays he has a star patterned sleeping cap, one side of his face was blacked out. The tips of his fingers and hands were blue. The jester outfit now dark blue, the stripes now stars. The once happy friendly grin, replaced into something condescending. He tilted his face plate at you and snarled.

“Why are we awake.” His voice was deeper, vibrating deep, almost so deep it felt like it was in the core of your soul.

“I rescued you guys,” you say cheerily, trying your best to keep down the flight of your fight or flight mode. Maybe keeping up your tone would help like it had with Sun. He stalked closer to you, truly showing how much they towered over you. “what should I call you?”

“Moon. You need to take us back. We have kids to take care of and I’m not safe.” He says, sounding concerned and the condescending grin on his face plate turning nervous.

“What do you mean your not safe?” You questioned tilting your head and backing up slightly.

He looks at his hands shuddering.

“I killed a child.”

[sleepy-wanderer]

Mornings

AN- short Drabble of sorts. Fluffy Aizawa and reader :3 no reader pronouns mentioned.

The early morning had always been a very important part of the day for you. The soft trills of chimes from your alarm would wake you up. You’d turn it off as soon as possible due to your husband. He was always so tired so any extra amount of sleep he could get you would count as a win.

With the alarm turned off, you would relax back down and look over at the mess of black hair laid next to you. His beautiful onyx hair was everywhere, his dark eyes closed and long eyelashes just barely brushing his cheeks. Scanning the details of his face you took note of the scruffy facial hair just peaking through. He always complained it grew too fast and he should just give up and grow a beard. You agreed but you knew that he wouldn’t last more than five days due to the annoyance of keeping up with it. You smile, fondly remembering the feeling of it scratching along your face when you’d kiss him.

Speaking of kissing him, you look at those thin but slightly pouty lips. He had a slight line of drool running from the corner of his mouth that made you smile even wider. You knew that if he knew your morning routine of staring at him he would quickly become grouchy.

Gently running your fingers through his hair, you placed a soft kiss on his forehead and got up. Looking at the clock you realized it was about 5:30. You had another 10 minutes before you begrudgingly wake up sleeping beauty. You made the move to go to the kitchen to start the tea when a strong hand grabbed your wrist along with the sound of a soft husky whine.

“Come backkkkkk,” Aizawa complained, his eyes still closed and his lips even poutier. You sighed and slipped back under the covers. He quickly moved his head onto your chest, rubbing the stubble on the soft skin there. You stroked through the tangled locks, gently unknotting it as you went.

You went to speak but thought better of it. There wasn’t many moments where you got to take care of him. You felt your chest squeeze and your heart sped up at the thought. Smiling fondly at him you began to hum to him. He gently kissed your chest and soon began to snore again.

Mornings were important.

[sleepy-wanderer]

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[sleepy-wanderer]

.Smooth on Rough.

AN: incoming smut with everyone’s favorite gator. MINORS DNI GO BACK TO PLAYING WITH LEGOS.

Warnings: female body, sex with non-human, rough, choking, degradation, spit

Enjoy :3

You find yourself in some of the worst situations working at The Mega Pizzaplex. Initially you had been hired on as a janitor. That was until the greedy corporate bastards had realized that their most uncontrollable creation had a soft spot for you.

Immediately they had come down on you like hawks all but groveling at your feet to help them. Monty was almost to the point where he had destroyed more than he had earned them. They were calling on you like some lizard taming prophet. You had accepted because 6 digits looked a lot better than 5 digits a year. Maybe you had played into the capitalist bullshit, or maybe you were just a smart business woman.

When you were awoken with a start from the shrill sound of your phone ringing at 3am, you knew you were fucked. Never had they called you this late. Swinging your legs over the bed and groaning, you picked up the phone. Immediately you pulled it away from your ear as the sound of some poor sucker screamed from the other side.

“y/n PLEASE COME QUICK,” you heard a shrill scream after, and the sounds of growling and clicking. You rolled your eyes and hung up, foregoing changing out of pajamas. You ran outside and hopped in the car taking off for the plex. Clearly Monty was not in a pleasant mood.

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“ Oh lord Monty what have you done..,” you mumbled to yourself rubbing your temples as you walked through the hall where the bands private dressing rooms were. Freddy’s window was complete decimated, there was knocked out guards everywhere, claw marks ripping up the pizza stained carpet. It looks like a tornado had ran through the area. You followed the sound of snarling until you came up to the neon green sign.

You kicked open the door and stood in the doorway with your arms crossed. “Monty.” You punctuated your words by popping your hip out, looking like a disgruntled mother.

“go away, pet.” He snapped back at you turning around. Even hunched over he still stood well over 7ft. His glasses were off his face, his dark green glowing eyes staring into yours with a challenge. His mouth was stuck in a snarl, the sharp teeth in his jaws glinting in the light. The “muscles” in him were all kinds of tensed. He looked like a savage animal hunting prey.

“How about no. You’re destroying things again. What happened to being a good bo..” before you could even finish your sentence he had you pinned down on the ground, away from the door as his tail slapped the button to shut it. He looked down at you as drool from his mouth dropped onto your face. You looked up at him, feeling the familiar cold chill run up your spine. You shivered and attempted to look away. Along with the chill of fear a warm feeling blossomed in the lower part of your stomach.

You were brought out of your thoughts by the feeling of a hot tongue licking a stripe from your collarbone to your ear.

“What are you wearing my little pet?” His gravely voice vibrated from his voice box. Staying in the pajamas had not been a good idea you realized. The thin satin tank top was doing nothing to hide the way your nipples hardened, clearly affected by the touch of the animatronic.

“P-p-pajamas,” you squeak out as one of his long fingers brushes over the hard bud. He tilts his head looking down at you. It’s like a question if this is okay. “are you telling me you destroyed the hall because you’re horny?” You deadpanned.

“well initially no, but how can I explain when you have me so … distracted. Dressed up so pretty, practically begging to be fucked like the little slut you are,” he practically purred, moving his hips against yours, resulting in the growing bulge rubbing against the thin shorts covering your heated sex. You let out a soft whine and found yourself moving to get more of the delicious friction. Your head was spinning from the proximity.

“I’ll only let you continue if you promise not to destroy anything else.” Your voice wavered, but you had to atleast try to get some control in this situation.

Monty chuckled and sat back on his calves as one hand went to use his claw to tear your pajama top in one flick. Quickly it moved to play with your perk breasts. The other hand went to cup your sex and he smirked down at you.

“You can say what you want to barter with me, but your pretty little pussy can’t lie. You’re so soaked baby girl,” he growled lowly. You know that by now the wetness had soaked through the thin shorts and you gasped, desperately grinding down to find some kind of release.

“Awe is the little whore getting impatient,” he smirked , kissing and nipping at your neck all the way down. He stopped at your nipples to give them each a nip and a lick. You let out soft moans, but moved one hand to cover your mouth. It would be so embarrassing for somebody to walk in on this.

He kissing at the inside of your thighs which caused you to look down and you nearly passed out from what you saw. Monty had already pulled down the shorts and had your knees on his shoulders and calves were resting on the rough scales on his back. He was looking at your pussy like he hadn’t eaten in years. One flick of his long rough tongue and you knew any control you thought you had was gone. The tongue was hot and wet as it explored the new uncharted skin. He gently flicked the tip against your clit. He continued the soft flicks for a while and then decided to explore lower. He proded your entrance gently and slipped inside , growling and hands finding your ass to grip. The sting of the claws against your soft skin and the feeling of his tongue against you and inside you had you practically screaming. He smirked and removed himself as you began to get close.

“Now I thought you wanted to be quiet. You really want the whole plex to know your Monty’s little whore,” he chucking as he moved a hand down to slip a finger in you. You groaned at the feeling of being stretched. If that was one finger what was his cock going to feel like. You whimpered and bent up to find his belt buckle. You shook as he continued to finger you, adding another and curling them. Your eyes rolled back but you were on a mission.

Finally getting the belt undone, you quickly pulled out his cock and your eyes widened. It was big. The length was impressive but the sheer girth of it told you you weren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow. You squeaked as he added another finger, attempting to stretch you. You began to pump his cock, realizing that he had something that made it pre lubed. Instead of questioning you were interrupted by him growling at you, heavy pants coming from his mouth.

“If you don’t stop playing with me, I’m going to fuck you before you’re ready little slut.”

You whined and pulled away from him, getting on your hands and knees. You arched your back so he could get a good look at your dripping pussy. You turned your head to plead at him with your “fuck me eyes”.

He grabbed your hips and locked you in place. You felt the swollen tip of his cock rub against your clit. You let out a gasp and tried to push back. He was ahead of you though and fully sheathed, the burn from the fast motion causing your eyes to water. His hips twitched but he did his best to stay still. His arms on either side of you, the sound of his claws scratching at the floor filling your ears.

You sat like that for a minute and then experimentally moved your hips. The sudden change from pain to pleasure was breathe taking. You let out a strangled moan and began to move and grind, trying to get delicious friction from his cock. He chuckled and gripped your hips.

“as much as I love that desperate slutty movement, I’m in control here pet.” He huffed in your ear. He began to move, at first very slow but hard. The force of his thrusts resulted in a squelching sound of wet skin on wet scales. Once you were practically a puddle underneath him he began to speed up. You felt a strong grab your throat as he flipped you onto your back , one hand holding you knee to your chest , while the other squeezed the side of your throat. Your vision was blurry as the sounds of pleasure fell from your mouth as he thrust at inhuman speed. You looked from between his face and where your bodies were joint. The entirety of your thighs and his lower torso was covered in sweat and your wetness. The view of his thick dark green cock, spearing your small pussy was so lewd.

He seemed to notice you weren’t looking him at anymore so his hand moves to your jaw to open your mouth. He spit in it and then smirked down at you through heavy pants.

“Such a good little slut for me, pet. Look at how easy you take this cock.” He moved his finger down to circle your poor neglected clit. This caused the building heat in your lower stomach to double quickly.

“F-fuck… gonna cumin…,” you squealed out. The feeling was tightening quickly , the sides of your vision beginning to go white.

“cum for slut, milk my cum from me with those tight wall” monty growling hear your ear, speeding up both his thrusts and the circling of his finger. His thrusts were getting sloppily signaling he was close to his end too.

You screamed his name as the rubber band in your abdomen finally snapped. Your vision went white as the waves of pleasure caused all the muscles of your body to tighten. You could feel your wall clamp down on Monty’s shaft.

He roared as he rode through his orgasm. His cum painted your walls, it felt hot and there was so much of it you could feel it leak out from around him. After you were both done, he slid out and rolled over onto his back, pulling you ontop of his giant chest.

He let out a low purring noise as he gently kissed all over your face and stroked your back.

“Good girl.”

[sleepy-wanderer]

Long Lonely Nights

A job had been the first on your seemingly endless list of things that had to be done by the time you could consider yourself settled in this new city. The interview simple, almost scarily so. Looking online, you had settled on a nighttime job for the infamous Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. It only required you to walk around and make sure nobody was trespassing. A simple job for an introverted person such as yourself. The interview was even simpler, almost as though the corporation was just looking for a warm body with atleast half a thought. The person who interviewed you seemed to be bored.

The next day has arrived fast. You came in, got changed in the clothes that had been provided. A polo made of cheap cotton fabric that scratched along the skin on your body and a pair of black cargo pants. You looked in the mirror provided and gave a huff of annoyance. The stitching of the word security in the left corner of the polo was poorly done resulting in the strings tickling you.

“Grin and bare it y/n, just have to make some money,” you muttered to yourself. You made a mental note to bring scissors for the strings tomorrow.

Rushing out of the staff room you began to walk around. Yesterday after the interview you had watched training videos of cheery people happily babbling about what was required of you. With how little staff there was they had set you free on your own tonight. Very few break ins happened, so you weren’t exactly worried. The smell of stale pizza and soda was going to be hurtle to get over. You couldn’t begin to fathom how many little kids had spilled things over the carpet you were currently walking on.

After about an hour of meandering, you came to an abrupt halt when you heard something in the vent near the left side of your head. You slowly turned and flashed your flashlight into the metal bars, hoping to be able to see through the opening. Crimson LEDs met your gaze as what appeared to be the half face of a moon stared back at you. You tried to recollect all of the animatronics in your mind, the videos having told you all of the names and characteristics of the AI staff. Leaning closer to the vent, you realized the LED’s belonged to Moon.

“Naughty, not supposed to be here,” he seemingly wheezed, the voice box in his throat sounding like it was strangled. You paused at that tilting your head at him. He tilted his face plate back, almost like a challenge to see who could stare at the other longer. You let out a sigh and continued on your way. You tried to call your heart rate by telling yourself it was just a robot. He was just a robot, and he was programmed not to hurt you. That was until you heard the sound of metal breaking off.

You whipped around so hard that you feel on your bottom, yelping in pain. The night themed animatronic stood over you, the crimson LEDs peering into what felt like your soul. The blue tipped hands reaching out to grab you. You screamed and the animatronic flew back, looking extremely startled. His eyes grew wide and he covered where his ears would be if he had them. He pulled on the cord that attached to what looked like a pulley system and disappeared into the darker area that led toward the ceiling.

You shakily got up, brushing off the dust from the cheap pants and let out a heavy sigh. This job may not be as easy as you had initially thought.

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It had been almost 2 months since that interaction with the night themed animatronic. You had run into many of them in your time roaming the halls but none had reacted to you the way he had. Monty had given you a cold nod, Chika had enthusiastically introduced herself, nearly shaking your arm out of socket. Freddy had given you a pat on the back and told you to keep it up, and Roxanne had just sent you a peace sign and kept on going.

You had seen moon a few times and had tried to talk to him but he’d huff out short replies. If you saw him more than once at night he would accuse you of stalking him. You began to enjoy teasing the animatronic. He wasn’t angry or violent, he was simply shy from years of people thinking he was too scary to talk to. He reacted out of fear of the unknown.

Walking along in the middle of an 8 hour shift, in the daycare is where you found him. Something about the colorful matts and jungle gym in the dark gave you the creeps. You had came in there to do a routine check. What you hadn’t expected was to see the animatronic hanging from the bars, the same chord that helped him with his earlier escape, tangled in the bars and around his limbs. You can’t help the giggles that begins to pour out of you at the sight of a 7 and half foot animatronic grunting and pulling like a dog trapped on a leash.

“Need some help big guy?” you called from down below. He immediately stopped struggling and looked at you. He seemed to ponder a moment.

“I can do it myself,” he huffed and began to pull again.

You let out a hefty sigh and began climbing the bars. He may be stubborn, but you know it would be your job if he ended up damaging his wires connecting his arms to his torso with the amount of struggling he’s doing. You go to unlatch the chord and realize it’s stuck.

“So that’s why you’re all tangled up,” you click your tongue, thinking to yourself for a moment. You pull the pocket knife out from your pants. “This isn’t connected to electrify right?,” you motion to the chord connected to the pulley system. The last thing you wanted was to become fried trying to help the big guy out.

“…no.” He mutter unenthusiastically.

You hum a reply and begin to saw at the chord, smiling in victory when it finally lets loose. Moon however isn’t holding anything on the bars so when it goes slack his body is hanging by just the cord tangled around the bars. He lets out a yelp and grabs at the bars which causes more laughter to come singing from your throat.

“Stop laughing at me or when I get outta here I swear …”

“You swear what?”you smile innocently at him,” you’ll hurt me?”

“Yes.” He growled lowly at you, his big eyes narrowing and his grin growing wider.

“That better be a promise big guy,” you tease as you slowly begin undoing the knots of the wire around his body. His face plate takes on a dark shade of purple on his cheeks and the maniacal grin is replaced with a nervous one. You start to laugh again. “Don’t threaten me with a good time now moony.”

He looks at you in udder shock. He thinks you must have lost your mind from being alone for too long. Never had a staff member ever made a pass at him and he didn’t think that he would be active long enough to see it. As he stares at you pulling on the knots around his body, he think that just maybe, he might want you to continue to work here.