Virus (Sequel To 'A Malfunction?')(Bonnie x Reader)

Chapter 19: His Fault

"So he's currently going through the mental damages?"

Damages? You narrow your eyes slightly. "....yes...."

"How bad is it?"

You glare at her as you know what the goal is now. All they want is to get the worst news possible so everyone gets iffy about Bonnie, while the division between animatronics and humans continues to grow. Unlucky for her, however, is that you are more than ok with lying.

"He's actually doing really well, surprisingly."

She twitches slightly. "Has he shown any signs of snapping yet?"

"No." You shake your head.

"W-what type is he?"

"Type two."

"Is he becoming clingy to whomever he's targeted?"

"That would be me and yes, he has, but that's normal. No big deal."

The news reporter shifts uncomfortably. She's not getting what she wants.

"What's your opinion on all this?"

"I've dealt with this heaps of times in the past so I know what I'm doing. Yes, I'm upset that he's infected but there's no reason to treat him any differently from anyone else."

The reporter stands up straight and frowns at you with that blunt answer that basically gave her no information.

"That's all?" she asks.

"Yes. Yes, it is." You grab the door. "Goodbye."

"Ma'am!"

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Surprisingly, there's not another knock. It's just silent. Good. You walk over to Bonnie, who's still on the floor, but now he's curled up in a little ball which makes you smile slightly. Something's wrong – of course – since normally what's supposed to happen when you wake someone back up after using the device is that they're supposed to jump awake. Bonnie does not do this. When you press the button, he just slowly blinks awake and mumbles.

"Y/n?" He sits up.

"Right here." You grab him and help him up. "Let's go lay down now, shall we?"

He goes from being slow and groggy to overfilling with enthusiasm so quickly. Despite being completely blind, he's the one dragging you to your room and navigating the halls. It's only sometimes he'll be close the bumping into something before you steer him in the right direction.

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"What is the rush, Bonnie?"

He closes the door and hugs you. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He hums contently and nuzzles into your neck. You can't help but smile as you return the hug. Slowly, you start to walk back towards the bed to get him to rest – finally – which is surprisingly easy.

"How far am I into this week?" he asks, sitting down on the side of the bed while still holding your hands.

"This is your third day."

"Third?"

"Yes."

His grip on your hand tightens so you simply lean down and kiss his forehead, quietly telling him how it'll be alright. He doesn't seem to believe you, however. Despite this, all you do is sigh and look at the file about the virus, sitting on the desk in the corner of the room. That should tell you why he didn't jump awake. You gently place his hands on his own legs as you let go of them and start to walk away, nothing else. You just walked away – something that is done countless times – but this time is different. Bonnie has never been rough with you. Ever. Even during 'steamy' sessions, he's always been as gentle as can be. The roughest he's been with you was when you were both at a baseball game and one of the balls was headed straight for your head. He shoved you out of the way. That's it. He's never been harsher with you than that. Of course now, however, this gentle behaviour can't be kept up, especially during this week since all his mind can tell him is that every action is the best one. There's no second thought. Due to this, as soon as you start to walk away from him to get the file, he snaps at your wrist, aggressively and suddenly. The angle he grabbed it just made it worse. You're sure that if he applied just even a little bit more pressure, he would've broken your wrist cleanly. To the point where your hand wouldn't be connected to your forearm, bone-wise. You bite your lip to stop a little yelp from coming out and wince while silently crying from the pain. Just keep it in.

"Where are you going, y/n?" Bonnie asks, flatly.

It's so strange how he said that. His whole body and face perfectly still aside from his mouth – not even facing your direction.

"I-I'm just going to get the file. Ok?" you say. "It's in this room so I'm not going anywhere, technically."

You squat down slightly since the angle Bonnie's gripping your wrist is starting to really hurt but he slowly releases it shortly after you stop talking. As soon as he does you jog over to the desk, shaking your hand as if trying to make the pain go away faster. You look at it before picking the file up and internally let out a sigh of relief for Bonnie only being on day three of being blind since there's a red mark on the area which you're sure will turn into a bruise. If he saw it, knowing that it was him that did this to you then...

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"Are you coming back?" Bonnie calls out to you.

"Right here." You sit on the bed, already flicking through pages.

He crawls up next to you and rests his head on your shoulder. A very different behaviour from what just happened. He mumbles incoherently and seemingly, instantly falls asleep, while you finally find the page that will hopefully answer your question.

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It has been noticed that not all animatronics will awaken suddenly after being knocked out by this device and will rather slowly awaken. Although this is not the desired response, it is not something that usually has any serious issues linked to it. We've found that it is a type of energy issue but this is not an ordinary one as it's linked to psychology rather than physical issues. Animatronics with a lot of stress, anxiety, regret, burdens, bad memories, etc. are the ones who do not awaken regularly as there is simply not enough energy in their minds to spare. This is usually not a serious issue but can affect the severity of Fatal Insanity if it those emotions grow and become out of hand. Due to this, we recommend that animatronics try their best to get these anxieties and issues seen to in any way to relieve some of the tension – even if by a little. If this is not possible, there are many practices that can be done solo without the need to reach out to others. (See chpt: 9 pp: 206)

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You sigh and close the file, slightly moving to a more comfortable position. This causes Bonnie to shift as well, however, and he wraps one of his arms around you, his hand landing on your still very sore wrist. You mutter a very quiet 'ow' and quickly move his hand away. You hope that the bruise – that is already starting to form – disappears before he gets his vision back. If he sees it, he'll question it and if he does you will lie of course, most likely saying something along the lines of you just whacked it against something accidentally, but the scary thing is if he'll see through that lie. Bonnie's good at picking your emotions and behaviours apart. Whether or not he'll jump to 'he did it' is unlikely but not impossible. He can very easily just make the connection that it was in fact his doing if he remembers how hard he grabbed your wrist and so you'll just have to hope he doesn't. Staying silent is the best option. Bonnie's nature alone will make him freak out if he hurt you, so coupled with the virus, there is no telling how much that'll push him off the edge. He'll never forgive himself – even if it's such a small injury and not an issue in any way. He'll beat himself up over it. Say he's a horrible person. Say he doesn't deserve you. He'll spiral down so fast. He'll hate himself...

Even more.

Yo, I don't remember writing this chapter. I was just sitting in my room and thought 'Oh shit, I better write this week's chapter.' and then I went to my writing app (not 抖阴社区 because screw that) and there this chapter was. Done.... What the Hell. I mean, I'll take it sooo.... Until next time!!