Han Ji

It was always pleasant to be there for his starlight. They treated him and Sun as equals despite their nature as animatronics, not to mention that they were adorable to him and Sun. Right now, they were trying to do some extra work that they wanted to handle to prepare for the next work day.

11:47 pm

That can't be the right time, right? Why would his starlight overwork themself to such an extent? But a look out the window at least confirmed that it was well into the night. He almost referred to them at naughty, an instinct from dealing with kids that simply refused to sleep, but he didn't want to say that. They were too precious, he'd feel terrible saying such a thing to someone he cares for so much.

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It felt like the work to handle just didn't stop. Every time one task is finished, you remember another task that you had to finish because you "saved it for later" for too long. At least some of them were basically done, and it was hard to sleep anyway while knowing this task would be waiting for you in the morning.

You're soon pulled out of your focus (and stress, but you didn't realize that) by an animatronic hand on your shoulder. "Oh, hey there Moon. Sorry I'm busy, were you feeling lonely?"

"Starlight..." As usual, his voice was just the right mix of gravelly and soft to be fairly calming, your shoulders loosening up subconsciously. "It's late... Believe it or not~ but you aren't too old to need to sleep." He was teasing with that first part of the sentence, but you knew he meant well.

"Sorry about that, Moon." You turn a bit in your chair at he can see the pile of paperwork. "I just need to get this done so I d-"

He pulls you out of the chair without warning, hugging you and moving over to the bed. "Paper can wait. Paper doesn't need to sleep. You do, Starlight. I'll help you finish it in the morning, okay?"

As much as you are relieved about being pulled out of it, you still found it hard to sleep. "I appreciate this, really." You look up at him, putting your hand on the side of his face plate. "But I really can't sleep. It's hard to rest knowing that I would have to do more in the morning."

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"It's their fault for giving you too much work, Starlight... I'm sure you wouldn't have had this much work if they gave you a more reasonable daily workload. Besides, if they have a problem with you not finishing because you needed rest, you can tell them to talk to me."

It was sad that they couldn't sleep. He only wanted the best for them, but it would be hard to help them if they weren't able to sleep. Looking through some options in his head, he notices a book on the nightstand, and one of the songs he found in his library was Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. Perfect.

He sets the song to play out loud, slowing it down to make it more calming. "Alright, dear. You don't have to go right to sleep. Wanna hear a story?" Their eyes are closed, probably trying their best to at least somewhat rest in their enforced break, but they nod and agree to it.

When he opens the book, he notices that it's a collection of short stories. Leaving their bookmark alone, he turns to a more relaxing sounding story, scanning each one so he can process it faster and determine if it's a good option. When he eventually finds the right one, he starts from the beginning, not noticing himself running his fingers through their hair.

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