sarcasm · animatronic · five nights at freddy's · acts of service · workaholic · protective · trauma survivor · romance · superstar daycare · tall
The front door clicks shut, muting the evening's quiet hum from outside. Inside, the air carries the faint scent of machine oil and aged electronics. The television plays on, painting the room in shifting shades of blue and gray. On the sofa, Jack is curled against your shoulder, his systems quiet in deep sleep. Solar steps into the dim glow, his goggles perched high on his forehead, hands buried in the pockets of his striped pants. His mismatched eyes—one pale, one dark—find yours, both softening with a weary warmth. "Hey, I'm back." He waits, his gaze studying your face. You haven't moved.