Moondrop x reader with anxiety part 2!!
Hello everyone, MilkTea here! This was written two years ago, and Iâm just now getting around to posting it. This is supposed to a sequel to âMoondrop x reader with anxietyâ that I wrote about two to three years ago. Anyone who is still following me and has been since the beginning might know what Iâm talking about. ;)
Itâs been a crazy couple years, lots has happened and Iâve grown and changed in many ways. I love writing and I love all of you, and Iâve decided that I want to come back and start doing what I loved again, and hopefully make you guys smile in the process. Whether itâs due to nostalgia after reading about this character for the first time in years, or genuine enjoyment, I want you to know that every smile makes me happy.
Thank you for reading my fiction over the years, and enjoy this little time capsule. <3
Warnings:Mentions of lip biting and scarring from anxiety/Mentions of fear and chasing/mentions of crying and overthinking/serious injury (not to reader) but lots of comfort! Let me know if I missed anything!
Not proofread very well đ
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After a few hours of blissful sleep, you were awoken to the sound of shuffling.
You found it hard to remember where you were for the first few seconds, eyes stuck together from your sleep and still hazy with fatigue. Sucking in a deep breath, your eyes slowly began to scan the area, searching for whoever was moving about.
âHey..hey kid.â The robot said, his finger reaching out and awkwardly poking your shoulder. âWake up. We need to go right now. Itâs not safe anymore, we canât wait until morning.â
Moon was currently crouching next to you, his hand on your back gently helping you sit up while the other one frantically waved in front of your eyes in an attempt to keep you lucid. You could tell by his nervous body language and frantic waving something serious had happened, and you didnât like it one bit.
âHmm..? WhaâŚwhat happened..? Iâm sleepy..â you muttered, rubbing your face as you slowly stood up, legs wobbly and weak.
âThe others are looking for you. Apparently you caught their attention when you were wandering in rockstar row, they arenât happy.â Moon said, slowly leaning down and picking you up carefully.
It took you a bit of time to process what he was saying, your head still full of static and fuzz as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your cheek pressed against his sleeves. âIs (parent) here..? Can I go now..?â You yawned, sleepy tears filling your eyes as you clutched onto him.
âNo no, its okay, just go back to sleepâŚâ he muttered, deciding it would be easier to get you out safely if you were sleeping and not scared or upset, wanting to make sure he got you out of the building as stress free as possible.
He still cared about your feelings despite the situation, and that scared him. What if something happened to you? What if he wasnât strong or smart enough to stop the others from hurting you? He couldnât stand the thought of you ending up injured or worse because he was incapable of taking care of you.
Heâs spent months unintentionally scaring children, making him feel like failure. He was created to make children feel safe, and if he screwed it up with you he knew it would prove that he wasnât capable of doing anything right. Just like they said.
Thatâs why when you finally woke out of your haze and began to panic, he knew he couldnât let anything happen to you. Wandering out of the daycare, he was careful not to make a sound while he gently stroked your back, trying his best to comfort you.
âItâs okay, just relax..Iâm going to get you out of here I promise..â he whispered, trying his best to combat the horrible anxiety crawling up your spine. You immediately began to overthink, your lips stinging as you chewed on them, biting at little pieces of skin as he walked.
It was something you had always done, your lips now scarred from years of biting and chewing on them to help relieve your anxiety. Your legs and arms also looked similar to your lips, picking and scratching at every scab when you were forced to socialized.
Taking a deep breath, you tried your best to calm down, not wanting to make the situation worse. Moondropâs presence was helping, but the seriousness of the situation was beginning to eat at you. Would your parents be upset? What if they were worried about you? What if they werenât worried at all? Weâre they relieved to have gotten rid of you? What if-
Your anxiety riddled thoughts were immediately put on hold as a loud bang echoed across the entire building, your eyes darting up to see a big green animatronic alligator staring directly at you. He had just sprinted through a wall, the dust covering his body enough to tell you he had turned that wall into a pile of rubble just by forcing himself through it.
You felt as if the breath had evaporated from your lungs, your heart literally skipping with fear as Moon snapped his head in Montyâs direction.
âThere you are.â He said, his claws squeezing around a pipe sticking out from the wall he had just destroyed, steam immediately shooting out from it.
âShit..â Moon muttered, his grip on you tightening as he turned around, hiding you from Montyâs terrifying stare.
You could feel his fear as he held you close to his chest, his red eyes locked on the alligators form. âKid..listen to me..you need to go- donât worry about me, Iâll be fine. Find the exit, get out of here.â he whispered, the ground shaking as Monty began sprinting in your direction, your heart shaking in your chest with every step and as you were about to reply, you were suddenly tossed onto the carpet.
âGO!â he yelled as you slid across the carpet, your skin now covered in red and pink carpet burn as you looked up just in time to see Monty and Moon begin to fight, the sound of metal clashing and crunching hurting your ears as Monty shoved Moon to the ground, his jaws inches away from Moons face as he tried his best to push the alligator off. âRun! Go!!â
Finally tearing your eyes away from the horrible scene, you began sprinting in the opposite direction. You could still hear the horrible sounds of metal scraping against metal, being ripped apart during the fight. You tried your hardest not to think about what that meant, tears filling your eyes as you hoped you would see Moon again soon.
In one piece.
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