Nothin' Special (Crutchie X Reader)

A Dream

"Aye (M/n)!!" Specs called from across the street, where he was selling.

(Y/n) turned around to face the young boy with glasses who'd had called her name. He ran over to her side, waving a paper in the air.

"Yeah, whatcha need Specs?" (Y/n) said with a pleasant smile.

"Ya might wanna watch out fo' tha goons, m'kay?" He say in a slightly low tone.

"The what?" (Y/n) said, raising an eyebrow.

"The goons!!!" He repeated.

(Y/n) blinked twice, indicating she still didn't understand.

Specs sighed,"They's the guys wit' the hats and badges that go around arrestin' folks."

(Y/n) frowned. They where basically just two kids selling newspapers. What was so harmful about that?

"Okay, but why we'se need ta' worry bout' them, ah?" She asked as she adjusted her hat.

"When Crutchie introduced ya, he's said he met ya while you're where on the run so..." Specs explained.

"I'm a kid. They can't do's nothin'" (Y/n) scoffed.

Specs sighed again. "But Snyder can!!"

(Y/n) huffed. "Who the heck is that?"

"Him." Specs replied pointing to a plump man walking on (Y/n)''s side of the street.

(Y/n)'side eyes widened as the man turned to look at her.

"(Y/n) (L/n)!!!!" Snyder yelled charging after her.

(Y/n) turned to Specs, only to see he wasn't there. Not knowing what to do, (Y/n) ran as fast as she could. After a couple minutes, she realized she wasn't running as fast as she could before. She looked down at her feet and body, which had shrunken. Then she realized it was snowing.

'Snow...when did it start snowing..when-"

"(Y/n) dearest, please come back!!!" A woman's voice yelled.

'I KNOW THAT VOICE'

(Y/n) ran faster than she'd ever had in her entire life. She couldn't let that lady catch her, because if she did, she'd have to go back.

Back "home"

(Y/n) turned the corner and stopped in an alleyway to catch her breath. The lady wasn't chasing her anymore, which was a good thing, but now she had no idea where she was.

"I'se is lost.." She whispered to herself.

(Y/n) walked alone in the cool, stary night.

It wasn't snowing anymore.

She tried to spot a familiar building in hopes of finding someone she knew. (Y/n) stopped at a dark building with barred windows.

'I've...seen this place.."

(Y/n) knew she had, but she couldn't remember where. Had she been there before? Did she know someone who'd been there? Jack? Race? Crutchie?

'No not Crutchie!!! Never Crutchie..."

A little boy walked past the closest window.

'There's kids in there!!'

(Y/n) quickly grabbed hold of a low window sill and began climbing. She climbed higher and higher until she came across a room filled with children of all ages. She knocked on the window.

"Whatcha want goil." A bruised boy answered, opening the window.

Without thinking, (Y/n) asked, "Is Crutchie there?"

The boy sighed and called Crutchie to the window. When he aproached (Y/n), she noticed he looked a lot older than she remembered.

"(Y/n)? Whatta you'se doin' here!?!?!" Crutchie asked.

"Crutchie what is this place?"

"Dontcha' remember? This is the Refuge."

"Oh...oh Crutchie...I gotta get ya outta there..." (Y/n) whispered, on the verge of tears.

"I'se...afraid that's not possible at tha' moment.." Crutchie muttered.

"Why?" She asked.

Crutchie was silent.

"Crutchie tell me..why??"

"Good night, (Y/n)." Crutchie said closing the window.

"Crutchie no.." (Y/n) cried.

"NO!!!" She yelled, causing her to lose her grip on the window sill.

'No...'

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"(Y/n)? (Y/n) what's tha' matta?" Crutchie said shaking the girl awake.

"Hn? W-what is it?" (Y/n) stuttered as she sat up.

"You'se where..yelling in ya sleep."

"Oh.." Was all she could manage to say.

The two sat in silence before (Y/n) suddenly wrapped her arms around Crutchie and cried.

"(Y-Y/n)??" Crutchie said startled.

(Y/n) sobbed into his shirt as she clutched onto him for dear life.

"Oh Crutchie..." she whispered.

Then she let go of him and wiped her eyes.

"Crutchie, promise me you'll neva eva go to tha' refuge!!"

"What!??!"

"Just promise!!!"

"Okay!!! Okay!!" He laughed,"I'se promise, (Y/n)."

"Also," (Y/n) began, "How old are we?"

Crutchie was extremely confused.

"(Y-Y/n)...we'se fourteen...how did you forget?!?!

"We'se fourteen..." (Y/n) mummered.

Crutchie laughed his adorable laugh. "You'se should get some sleep."

He stood to leave when (Y/n) tugged gently on his arm.

"Stay?" She pleaded.

Crutchie sighed and sat back down placing his crutch on the floor beside them.

"Only til ya' fall back asleep."

A/N:
Giant time skip and slight backstory. I'm kind of going crazy because I heccing kissed my (husband) crush's beautiful heccing cheek out of the blue at a party and he was actually really chill about it (but our friends are psychos and want me to kill myself by actually kissing him.

Anyhoo~

The next chapter = really important.
Bye bye!!!