The Man with the Honey Flowers {Shiro}

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Heh heh.... I know I haven't been updating, but uh.... yeah ok. I don't have a good excuse and I'm sowy! I was just procrastinating I guess. I'm not good with Shiro Oneshots... heh heh... and it's really short.... IM SOWY OK!?

Warnings; mentions abuse, self harm, and suicide.

Shiro x Child!Reader

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Voltron has freed what is known to be the most beautiful and peaceful planet in the entire universe. It's called Doobarr. But to you, Doobarr was like any other planet; dangerous and cruel. All thanks to your parents.

You always knew you were different than the other Doobarrians. You had (s/t) skin, instead of white. You had (h/c) hair, instead of a pale pastel color.

Your father believed that since you looked ugly, that's what made your mom depressed and drove her to suicide. All she had to do was take two steps into the forbidden forest.

Your father was not happy about that at all. So he abused you; physically and emotionally. Until, you murdered him. And the town hated you.

You then abandoned your old life to live in the forbidden forest. To your surprise, the creatures didn't eat you, probably because you are different. They actually liked you and treated you like one of their own.

The worst part; you were only 8.

Of course the Galra taking over or being destroyed didn't impact you, the creatures in the forest wouldn't let anyone touch you. And you were thankful, they were like the perfect family you never had. Right now, you riding through the forest on Enna's, your sister figure's, back.

You and Enna suddenly heard a slight crunching and cracking at the edge of the forest, where the village was. The creatures always thought it was someone who would harm you, so Enna ran to the noise, you still on her back, screaming at her to stop.

Then you saw someone come into view. He had black clothing, a robotic arm, and a white tuft of hair. He was trying to pick some honey flowers, but the stems were too thick. So he was cutting them with his weird, glowy arm.

Enna was now crouching, ready to pounce. You just wanted a closer look. Then, she began to run towards him, jaws wide open, revealing rows upon rows of deadly sharp teeth. The man was now looking at her, ready to attack.

"Heal, Enna, heal!" You shouted, pulling on the back of her neck. The man seemed shocked at your small voice. Enna skidded to a stop a few feet away from the strange man. Then, you realized, he looked like you.

"Your skin...." You said, trailing off. It wasn't white like the others. It looked somewhat like yours. "And your hair...." his hair wasn't a pastel color. Your eyes teared up.

"Your like me!" You cried out, then you gave the man a hug. You cried into his torso, and felt his arms around you. After what felt like days, you pulled away and looked up at him.

"Why are you cutting the honey flowers?" You asked him, and cocked your head in confusion. "Because they're pretty, and I want to bring them with me." He said with a smile. "But, I don't get it." You say, still confused. "What don't you get?" The man asked. "Don't people cut themselves because they're not pretty?"

Your question left the man speechless. "I mean, that's what mommy said when she did it." You say. He looks at you, still unsure of what to say. "Where is your mommy?" He asked. You slowly pointed to the sky.

"Oh." He says. You drop your hand. "Well where's your dad?" He asks. You hung your head in shame, and point a shake arm to the sky. "Oh." He responds again.

"Why are you out here? Do you not have any other relatives?" He asks. You lost it. You started to cry again, this time into Enna, who wrapped her tail around you. "Nobody likes me. But I had to stop him! He was hurting me!" You say in a tiny, shaking voice.

You heard him step towards you, but Enna growled, showing her razor-sharp teeth, stained red with blood. You climbed onto her back, and she trotted off, taking you with her. You wanted to stay with the nice man, but you would hurt yourself if you hopped off Enna, and he didn't seem to want you.

He didn't seem like your father. But maybe he was. He didn't want you, like your father, but he didn't hurt you. So you only hoped that he wasn't. You only hoped to see him again. And maybe next time, he'll take you with him. But you didn't even get his name.

Oh, well. You thought, and smiled. He'll just be the man with the honey flowers, until next time.

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