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𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙! 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙭 𝙈𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Word Count: 1624
Length: Medium
Days Taken: A week somehow
Rating: 2.5/5

Please...... don't read the title wrong XD

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Y/N hummed as she cooked in the kitchen. Her E/C eyes closed as she cooked. What was she cooking? Well, a deer that her child had killed.

You see, a few months ago, she was walking along the streets. She heard noises and followed it, leading her r
To an injured alien. The creature and her had a connection, and she helped him. After some time, she was like his mother. The small alien felt the same way, too.

A yawn escaped the little boy's mouth as he rubbed his eyes, walking to where his 'mother' was. He, being three in his years, didn't actually know that she wasn't his real mother. Though, she was technically so, indeed. So, the truth wouldn't hurt him.

Y/N smiled as she turned at her son, giving him a sweet look. The Yautji 'smiled' back, looking cheery, despite not being a morning person. The alien clutched softly onto a F/C cover Y/N had made for him. He carries it everywhere he goes, making Y/N happy.

"Morning, love," she said calmly, grabbing a plate. The alien attempted to mimicked her, "Morin. . ." Y/N was happy Yautji was mimicking her, as the younger a child is, the better chances of speaking any language they have. At least, for humans.

She turned off the stone as Yautji pulled out a chair and sat on it. Unfortunately, the table was still too high for him. She grabbed a spatula and put the food on his plate. After words, she walked over to her child. He gave her a look of happiness as she set the plate down, giving him to opportunity to jump on his mother. And so he did.

Y/N caught him, giggling in the process. "Oh, my gods, you're just the cutest thing!" She smiled brightly, hugging rhe child in her arms. He hugged back, filling with even more excitement.

You sat on the chair Yautji was on, and set him on your lap. He stared at the food as you grabbed a chunk of meat with a fork and brought it towards him. It didn't take long until he finished.

Once done, you out the fork and dish in the sink. "Yautji, Hun, can you get ready, please?" You asked politely, to which he nodded to. He walked to your room, which you shared with him, and closed the door behind him.

You sighed and leaned on the counter as you wondered how the hell he didn't kill you after you helped him. At first, he was catious and alone. It took the child a while to heal from the wounds he had. The humans had caught him, beat him. The thought turned your happiness to. . .well. . .

Nothing. You felt nothing at the thought. When you felt this way, it felt like the world had turned 20 shades darker. Almost a complete absence of light surrounding you, it seemed. You couldn't say it was hatred. No, it was sure as hell more than that. You didn't only want to kill whoever done it to him, but rather torcher him for days, weeks, and even years.

They deserved it in your mind. Suddenly, the world went bright again when you heard a whining alien boy. You looked down at the upset creature. A frown appeared on your face as you crouched down, staring in his eyes for comfort.