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Mephone4 x Child!reader [Comfort?]

Hiyahiyahiya :3

Kat here :>
This oneshot is not really a "love" oneshot, it's more of a father-child kinda relationship. :1

Things to note:

• User/Reader [you 🫵] will be non-binary in this oneshot [they/them pronouns], and your age will be 6-8.

• The theme of this oneshot is Comfort.

• In this oneshot, you will have ADHD. :P

• In this oneshot, everyone [beside box, for obvious reasons.] will be humanised!

!!Warnings!! ⚠️

This oneshot will include:

• Mentions/Signs of abuse
• Injuries [SMALL!! NOT BAD LIKE BLOODY, HORRIFYING GORE.. SORRY 😔]
• Blood [small amount/s.]
• Scopophobia [fear of being stared at.]
• Anxiety
• Swearing

Key Points:

Y/n: You're Name
M/n: Mother's Name

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This takes place in season 2, at Hotel OJ.

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You're Pov:

You wake up, the cold breeze of the cool, rainy aura swirling in the air alongside the sound of rain thudding against the hotel room's window's. The heavy droplets of rain, the slightly cool breeze and the sound of a (mostly) quiet hotel was quite the surprise to wake up to. It seems quiet... too quiet for you're comfort.

Mephone was sitting on one of the soft, light-orange chairs in the room, watching the TV on a low volume. It seemed to be... a reality TV show? It looked like it was set on a campsite with a...
weirdly-looking host, to say the least. But you didn't pay any mind to it as you're more focused on where the heck you are.

Last thing you remember, you were sitting down in a forest, you're mother had just dumped you there after you failed multiple of her cruel tasks she would make you do. One of your legs.. were kinda stuck in a bush. It felt prickly and hurt whenever you tried to move you're stuck leg... so you just sat there, leaning against a nearby tree that would gently sway in the wind, making a fascinating addition to the slightly grey clouds that covered the sweet, usually blue sky. Rain would gently, but heavily fall out of the clouds, almost fully soaking yourself in it, but the tree at least covered you, a bit.

While your poor leg was stuck in the bush, you noticed a few scratches and cuts on your leg. Small trickles of blood would slowly make their way down your half-already-soaked leg, the red slowly mixing with the clear, pure rain that sat on you're soft skin.

(Snap back to present time :>)

You felt the soft, warm sheets and blanket that covered you're small, fragile body. The rain thudding against the window, the TV show and the occasional sound of thunder were the only sounds you could hear, or make out.

You shifted around a bit in the comfy, soft bed that you suddenly woke up in. You're breath is gentle and almost silent, the almost silent sound of the blanket slightly moving as you quietly shift in you're spot.