DEH/BMC One Shot's {Requests Open!}

You Will Be Found (Evan X Child!Reader)

Hey you guys! It's ya meme girl 101 here to post a new chapter in this oneshot book! While this isn't a request I did wanna put this up here though to get this story going!

{No this is not Pedophilia, I do NOT support that}
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TW: Mentions of Neglect, Abuse, and Abandonment

(In this you are 5 years old)
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Ice cold fog spread out against a beautiful moonlit sky. It had to be at least midnight at this point as the orchid's tree's blew from side to side in a swift motion causing for some noise to be heard a throughout it. Rustling of leaves could be heard as a small distant and quiet voice called out, the word's echoing throughout.
"M-Mommy?.......D-Daddy?...." A small child spoke in a shaky voice, softly shivering at the intense cold that would shake the small thing. (Y/N) didn't have much besides the clothes on their back and a small (Favorite Animal) Plushie that they kept with them almost everywhere they went. After all it was the only thing that their parents gave to them as a baby. When they actually loved them.
The small child could still remember the nights spent outside, clinging onto the hunger for love that could never be satisfied. Bruises from their father were stamped onto their skin with an array painful pricks with the amount of pressure being put onto the wounds from the wind.
Tears rolled down their pale, malnourished skin, (Y/N) had been crying out for help for what felt like hours. It hurt. Their voice hurt, and soon enough their body ached from the cold that pricked their bruises. And so they fell. They fell down on their hands and knees and called out one last time.
"P-Please help me...." (Y/N) then closed their eyes and fell once they heard the patter of feet coming over in their direction.

~Time Skip~

They woke up to the feeling of warmth cascading over their entire body as a small cough could be heard from their  mouth.
"M-M-Mom! They're a-awake" A soft voice called out, somehow this voice was soothing to hear as a small child, even if though they could barely hear much with them fading in and out struggling to stay awake.
A blonde boy with chocolate brown eyes walked up to their side, wrapping another blanket around them rather carefully and delicately. He had what looked like a cast with big blocky handwriting on it reading 'CONNOR'
(Y/N) slight reached out a hand towards the boy, he seemed to have noticed as a visible flinch could be seen by him. They frowned a little bit as they reached out and grabbed one of his fingers.
He let out a slight squeak as he called out in a hurried voice, "M-Mom! H-H-Help they're attached to m-me!" Just like that a woman  came rushing into the room, they almost instantly pulled away from the boy and shook violently in fear. (Y/N) didn't exactly know why they were afraid, they just were. Maybe it was because she was of a higher authority than them? Or in their mind a grown adult. A grown up usually meant bad things were about to happen. Yeah, it could be that. They looked around with their (E/C) eyes in an attempt to see the woman without coming out from under the covers
She softly smiled and shook her head, "Oh Evan, they're just a child, they don't know any better...." Her voice was soft and full of concern but they still hid under the thin layer sheets.
"Honey, you can come out......no one is here to hurt you" She gently pulled down the sheets but they'd only shake their head and whimper a bit.
Evan frowned a little bit and went over to (Y/N)'s side, gently smiling at them, or at least made an attempt to smile as his brotherly instincts kind of started to kick in at that point.
"H-Hey, it's okay......We're not gonna hurt you....." He made an attempt to pull down the sheets again, and slowly he was able to pull them down.
They looked slightly feverish and cold, oh so cold, the bruises were starting to hurt and the cuts seemed to be covered up wiith bandages and band-aids. The lady, now known as Evan's Mom quickly ran out to grab a thermometer to check their temperature.
Evan slightly glanced at (Y/N) who made another attempt to grab Evan's hand. This time, he let them.

He watched as they crawlled onto his lap a slightly curled into his chest.
Maybe having a sibling doesn't sound that bad of an idea anymore......
Maybe.