Oh no it's Friday! (Fnf characters x reader) ONE-SHOTS! (Requests are open)

The runaways (Whittyxrunaway! GN! Reader)

Hello! Skiddy here again! I'm writing a request by the lovely NulledSilence 
Hopefully, this goes well! 

PS, you guys can request stories like this too just put em in the comments cause I do read them!

PPS, It took me 3 days for this story I really hope you guys enjoy this, hitting the publish button makes me nervous.

This scenario is where the reader has got into some trouble with some people over some cash and just so happens that a certain bomb man was walking by!



"HEY GET BACK HERE KID!!" An angry stall owner yells and chases after you as you sprint away with food in your mouth, literally gobbling it down as fast as you can.


Living on the streets is not the worst possible thing that could happen to someone but living on the streets and on the run at the same time? Now that is scary as shit.

Unfortunately, this is where young [Y/N] {L/N] is at.

As a child, young [Y/N] {L/N] knew that they were less fortunate than others, all the kids in school would carry bags to school filled with textbooks, colourful notebooks and stationery, sometimes they will be the branded type of stationery, however for them, [Y/N] could not even afford a bag to put their essential textbooks in.

It was all about social standing so when other kids saw [Y/N] they would only bully and tease relentlessly, making it insufferable for them.

Every day they would wake up begrudgingly, wear the clothes they have worn for 3 days straight, take their textbooks and pencil in hand, and walk to school which was about an hour distance away from the house meaning they would have to wake up way earlier than most students just to go to school.

You hated it.

Just when you thought life couldn't get any harder, it got worse.

Not long after you graduated from high school, your younger brother fell gravely ill.

He was immediately sent to a hospital, the doctors told your family that he had to be monitored by them every second as his symptoms were, luckily, still early and can be treated.

Although it was joyous news that your little brother could recover, what was troubling you and your parents were the medical bills as he had to take expensive medication and do terrible treatments nearly every second of his life.

You were already financially unstable but the payment of your brother's medical needs was too much, your parents were even deciding to stop his treatment which he so desperately needed because they could barely earn enough to feed the family.

It was at that moment, nothing else in the world matter to you, you would do anything and everything to ensure your family's safety, you believed that your brother deserves to be fully treated in order for him to live a full and happy life.

You love them too much to let them go and you will do anything in your power to help make their lives easier.

So you made a decision.


You knew a friend who knew a friend who knew a- (okay stop we get it), who was part of a money-laundering gang in the area, thus you went to loan a large amount of money, not heeding advice and warnings from people, by yourself.

Feeling extremely guilty, you hid the information from your family and friends, pretending that you had a side job that paid you well and offering to pay for your brother's medical fees, everything was going well.

But you knew you would not be able to live in this fantasy world with no consequence because your sins will always come back for you.

You were right.

Not long after you found yourself struggling to pay back the debt collectors, each day getting more difficult than the last, and soon you were only left with one option, an option that you knew was crucial for your family safety.

You have to run away.

And that was exactly what you did, packing your stuff and leaving your family and friends behind within a night, you left with many griefs and sorrow but you will never regret taking the money to help your sickly sibling.

And you left without a trace...


And that is where you are now, living on the streets, it is a struggle but you manage to get through every day by stealing money or food and even getting into fights to survive.