Sundrop x Moondrop, no smut, Y/N but not x reader.

Unspoken Feelings

*Sundrop POV*

The daycare was bustling with children playing and laughing, the vibrant energy echoing through the room. My gaze naturally found its way to Moondrop, the ever-calm and composed animatronic who shared the responsibility of caring for the kids. It wasn't a secret; I liked him. It was evident in the way I looked at him, in the subtle gestures that betrayed my feelings. But some boundaries need to be maintained.

"Sun, could you help me organize the playdough station?" Moon's gentle voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Of course, Moony!" I responded, a wide grin spreading across my face.

As we worked together, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. His calm demeanor, the way his eyes sparkled in the soft glow of the daycare lights – it all enchanted me. Yet, I knew that our interactions had to be limited to the professional realm. We were, after all, animatronics responsible for the well-being of the children in our care.

"Sun, you seem a bit distracted today. Is everything okay?" Moon asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just... you know, lost in thought," I replied, trying to sound casual.

 It wasn't entirely a lie. Thoughts of Moon tended to occupy a significant portion of my "mind." The truth was, I wanted to express my feelings openly, to let Moon know how much I admired him. But the fear of how others might react held me back. Our world was filled with young minds, innocent and impressionable. I couldn't risk causing any disturbance.

As the day went on, I found myself stealing moments when no one was watching – a quick wink, a subtle compliment, a shared smile. Moon reciprocated, though in a more reserved manner. It was our secret dance, a delicate balance between friendship and something more.In the corner of the room, I spotted Gregory observing us with a mischievous grin. I shot him a playful glare, silently pleading for discretion. He seemed to understand, giving me a sly thumbs-up before returning to his activities.

Later in the day, during storytime, I sat next to Moon as he read a book to the children. My attention was divided between the story and the soothing cadence of Moon's voice. I couldn't help but reach over and gently brush my hand against his, a subtle gesture that sent warmth through me.

Moon looked at me, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't pull away. It was a small connection, a fleeting moment, but it meant the world to me.

As the day drew to a close, with parents arriving to pick up their children, I caught Moon's eye. He nodded subtly, acknowledging the unspoken understanding between us. We were animatronics fulfilling our duties, but beneath the surface, there existed a connection that transcended our mechanical nature.

"Good job today, Sundrop," Moon said, his tone professional but carrying a subtle warmth.

"Thanks, Moony. You too," I replied, a hidden smile playing on my lips.

As the children said their goodbyes and the daycare quieted down, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. Our secret dance continued, and while the world outside remained oblivious to the subtle exchanges, Moon and I found solace in the unspoken feelings that bound us.

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