Rocky x Child Reader(GN)

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Words: 1453
Published: 08/30/23
Requested: ✔︎
(This is platonic)

You were running, you didn't know what you did but the people you saw chasing you seemed loud and angry. Tears were running down your face as you tried to find your way out of this situation.

Rocky was just causally playing some violin, trying to get some cash. He seemed to be in the music but once his eyes opened he saw you running by. He questioned it but thought it was normal until he saw 3 others chasing after you.

His eyebrow quirked, he stopped playing music and put his violin away. The people seemed upset by his sudden leave when he was in the middle of playing some good music.

As he carried his violin to the spot you ran into he could hear some muffled cries from afar. You were nearby hiding.

You curled up into a ball and cried silently, some noise escaping your mouth here and there. You didn't know what was happening all you knew was you were being chased and needed somewhere to call safe.

Hearing footsteps that sounded close by you scared you. 'They're back..' was all that ran threw your mind. Putting your hand over your mouth trying to stay silent.

The footsteps grew closer and closer. More tears ran down your face..you didn't know what to do, you were scared, alone, and had no place to call your own. So if this is how you died then no one would care.

Then all of a sudden..they stopped. You opened your eyes and looked up. Seeing a new cat standing there. You widened your eyes not expecting to see him, balling up with your hands over your head.

Rocky's eyebrows furrowed, he crouched down placing his violin case right next to him. He held his hand out not that close to you but close enough to let you know that he wouldn't hurt you.

He spoke, "Hey kid..what's the matter." It was soft and less threatening than those people had. You slowly opened eyes, still scared that you were going to get hurt.

His face softened, he knew that you were scared and it was going to take awhile for you to trust him. He backed his hand away from you.

You removed your hands from your head and looked around him, making sure no one was near him or he was faking having sympathy. Next to him you saw was a violin case, or just an instrument casing. Your head tilted not really sure what was inside it. For all you know it could be a weapon that he was going to use on you or one another.

Growing scared again you backed further up into the corner. When he looked were you were looking a smile grew onto his face. "Would you like me to play you a song?" He said, his voice sounding excited but still calm not to cause any accidents.

It took a few minutes but you moved a little closer to him with a small nod. His smile grew which made you think that he wasn't there to hurt you.

You watched as he opened the casing to the instrument. When he opened it there was no weapon in sight. A soft smile came onto your face as he started playing a few notes.

He opened his eyes to look at you which scared you a little from how sudden his moves were. "Any specific song you'd like me to play kid?" His voice was still soft and light. Shaking your head no he thought.

Then he chuckled, "How about a poem with some musical numbers." He said as his eyebrow quirked. You did a small nod.

He nodded and started on a small poem which intrigued you. He wasn't there to hurt you but to make you feel better and to see if your ok. Which made you happy.

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