My Baby (Sun/Moon x Reader)

Conflict Will Tear You Apart Eventually

NOTE:
The drawing above shows how Sun and Moon's eyes are supposed to look like depending on the light level. They are both stuck as the first one (the lights off one).

(Date of edit: 2024/7/10)

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Moon was baffled, to say the least, when he suddenly woke up on a cautioned table—he was a very light sleeper, any move or sound would wake him up immediately, and that made him quite confused as to how he ended up here.

The only times he actually sleeps, nowadays, is when their body shuts down from exhaustion, which drowns them in a very heavy and uncomfortable sleep, and that was the only explanation Moon had at the moment.

He swore he only closed his eyes for a second—a small, insignificant second!—and now it felt like it had been ages with him still asleep, and even then, he still felt tired.

Moon didn't like it, he didn't like not being aware of what was happening.

So when he woke up in a completely new place, he couldn't help but jerk upward and look around—regretting it immediately when they felt dizzy and had to slow down.

The hospital, they were still in the hospital. Your coat was used as a blanket over them, they noted, shielding their body from the cold. Though, you were nowhere to be seen.

A flicker of emotion suddenly raised within—anxiety? Fear? Concern?—and began to fester inside of their chest.

One question came to them and Moon hated that to no end.

Where were you?

Had you left them? Moon had expected that, even if he was proven wrong the first time, and now...? Did you actually leave them?

But... why would you leave your coat? It looked too expensive to just be thrown away. Had you taken pity on them? Or maybe no longer wanted the coat since they had worn it, even if not fully? The surge of emotions was uncomfortable at best—he shouldn't be feeling this way, he shouldn't have even looked around searching for you.

Actually, the room was empty from anyone, that he can see. Empty and bright, especially with the yellow light over them. Their pupils tried to expand, but their mind prevented them from it—it can't let that happen. Their mind was in too much fear to let itself feel safe enough to do that, so, it left them in something close to survival mode, they think.

Moon was more used to it, especially since it helps him see better in the dark, and that is the time he usually likes to come out in. Their pupils would narrow to help pinpoint stuff, gathering light in the red sclera and make things brighter and focused.

It isn't as helpful when it's already bright and the pupils are still narrowed—it became a major headache with how focused everything was. Too focused, as if they were expecting a hit to come from somewhere.

Perhaps they do.

Sun didn't like darkness, but he had to stay in it if he didn't want to hurt their eyes any further. It still gave them headaches, what's with everything glinting in the light, but they could really do so much to stop that.

They think it all started with how dark the shelter is—they want to save money, and turning a few lights on isn't on their list. Their mind had to keep the pupils narrowed if they wanted to see anything. And, bit by bit, it became a little harder and harder to disable such a gift.

And when the hits became so sudden, when water was splashed over their unaware sleeping form, their mind forced them into overdrive. They could no longer take everything in the way they used to, not with how focused their vision is. They can look into a room and only focus on one thing at a time instead of taking the full image, and even that is hard to do when things are so bright and blinding.