Dadiplier {Markiplier X Child reader}

Marks little angel

Marks pov:

It was a few days since Y/N had started living with me and she was a complete Angel she did what I told her to like go to bed at the right time when to clean her room or something she just listens all the time but I never force her to do anything she doesn't want to but she insists that its ok and she will do it.

until Mark found out why. he was looking through Y/Ns bookcases. His hand touched an old notebook. full of drawings of disturbing happing's all dated very recently. Some of the drawings broke his heart into millions of parts.

"Oh my god....w-what horrible people who would do this....Y-Y/N come here please sweetie" I then heard her footsteps coming towards the door and she then comes in and I see her with her cast slightly dirty 'i need to take her to the doctor' I thought to myself.

I took the fragile child by the hand and sat her on the F/C bed. "Y/N... I need to ask you something but you have to promise me you won't lie ok?"
Y/N nodded her big E/C eyes wide with worry. "I-i promise," she said just above a whisper.
I took a deep breath...
"Wha... Did the Orphanage ever hurt you? More than once?" I ask trying to swallow the stone shaped lump in my throat.

I watched the precious girl before I, shrink into her self clearly conflicted with fear. Her behaviour was clear they had done something to her. "Y-Y/N ?...." the poor girl nodded a lot and she then went "Y-Yes!" And the sobs started coming and she avoided eye contact with me "they started since the first day i got there....this time it gets worse cause every time someone came to look at the kids t-t-they...." she then let out some whimpers and i held her hand gently and squeezes it gently in comfort "what did they do to you?" She then squeezed my hand as well "they beaten me put my in a closet for hours...h-humiliate me...in many ways" she then started crying more and i pulled her in to a hug "shhhhh its ok its over now you're with me now" she had her head in my chest and i felt her tears soak through my shirt.

After a while she finally calmed down and she looked up at me "better?" I asked her softly and she nodded "ok sweetie....I'm gonna need to take you to the doctor for a new cast yours is kinda dirty and its not gonna heal properly with it like that" she just nodded not wanting to speak much and we hugged again "my little Angel" i said to myself and she giggled at that 'Marks little Angel'