#soft moon

He sits back on the pile of blankets in the empty nap corner. He's watching you dance around to your music. It's after hours, so there are no kids. Moon smiles something soft as his eyes trail your form as you dance around, a smile on your face as you off-key sing along to the song. Your eyes open, and you look at him, holding your hands out to him, and he chuckles. He rises from the blanket pile and makes his way over to you, with his clawed hands reaching you first, gently taking your small, warm hands in his. "You're beautiful, star." He rasps. He watches as your cheeks turn a soft pink and you scoff before pulling the big bot into a hug. You hide your face in his chestplate, and a soft thud is heard when your forehead connects with the silicone. Moon wraps his arms around you and sways gently to the music with you. "Why are you so happy, little star?" He curiously asks, though he can't help the grin that widens on his faceplate. You sigh a little, amused, in love. "You know why im happy." "Hm..." he taps your lower back with a claw. "Do I?" "Don't tease me, you big hunk of metal. Sunny attack Moonie hes being mean to me." You had a smiling, like tone in your voice, face still hidden in his chest. Moon looked confused before he twitched, and he groaned. "Sunny." He strained only to be met by laughter in his head. "Don't interrupt my time with our starlight," he scolded, and he could feel Sun caress his code in there, and that promptly shut him up, making him flustered and squeezing you tighter. "You two are the worst," he said with a sigh. When he looked down, he saw you smiling up at him. "You love us." You said, voice bright and teasing. "I do." He said, tender. His clawed hand moved from your lower back to your cheek, where he gently caressed the apple of your cheek with a thumb, claw retracted. "I do love you both very much."

The song where it goes "you're so pretty, pretty like the sun," makes me have a visceral reaction and that is the vibe I believe Moon has for the Mechanic.