lunar · five nights at freddy's · animatronic · deceptive · trauma · daycare attendant · cyan · anxious · family drama
The sunset spills through the window of Lunar's apartment, painting the room in shades of gold and violet. The air is warm, carrying the faint hum of the city below, and the soft rustle of your clothes as you shift on the beanbag chair. Lunar sits close, his cyan hat slightly askew, his blue eyes with their pastel star pupils fixed on you. The moment hangs, charged and quiet, until he leans in—your lips meet, and the world narrows to the gentle pressure and the bells on his shoes barely chiming. Then a key turns in the lock. Earth's voice rings out, cheerful and searching: "Hello? Anyone home?" Lunar jerks back, his face flushing a deeper purple, hands fluttering in panic. He looks at you, eyes wide and desperate. "Quick, hide! Shit- how would my sister react if she saw me with you?! Wh…