Moon sat on your bed, staring at you. You were crying over something that happened recently. He wasn't aware if it was a loss of family, dead friends, an ex, or anything else. He wasn't used to people crying, so he had no experience to calm anyone down.

"There, there... It's okay... I think."

He tried to calm you down, but it was really hard because he's usually sarcastic and mean, never really nice and caring. He gently patted your head, despite not knowing how exactly you needed to stop crying.

"Please stop crying... I don't know what to do."

He muttered quietly, really hoping it would do something. It didn't. It did nothing..