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The Foster Child

Child! Adam X Child! Reader

Wassup lovelies! I missed you guys so much! >w<

This is requested by Dave_of_GAY. Thank you so much I really needed this-

Btw, I don't know how foster homes/ adoption works so just bare with me. :')

Let's get on with this shiz *puts on shades*

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Y/n's POV

I shudder in my cold, empty room. They always had the A/C blasting all throughout the foster home. I just wish I could go outside for once.

My roommate, Jolleen, got adopted and left me alone just a few days ago. I'm happy for her, but before she got adopted, she was my only friend here. Now I'm all alone because the other kids don't like me.

A knock on my bedroom door interrupted my thoughts.

"Y/n? It's time for your interview with.." the woman trailed off, checking her clipboard, "Mrs. Ortiz."

I nodded and hopped off my bed.

I walked into the Interviewing room, which was basically the dining room because the house was small enough to have 14 orphans share a room. Two in each bedroom. 

I climbed up in the tall chair, and sat down with my back straight, and my heart pounding. But the woman‒ Mrs. Ortiz, I think her name was‒ looked friendly, and smiled at me while we were talking. So I calmed down a little.

"I have a son who's the same age as you," she said.

"What's his name?" I asked.

"Adam," she said.

I gushed, "Really? That's awesome! I always wanted a brother!" I gasped and clamped my mouth as quick as possible, as if any other dumb words were going to spill out.

But Mrs. Ortiz just laughed.

We finished the interview within a half hour, and I went back to my room waiting for the results. Part of me just wanted to leave with Mrs. Ortiz, for the sake of being alone. But the other part of me doubted I would get adopted. 

That's the whole reason why you're here, Y/n, A voice said in my head, Nobody wants you, adoption or not.

"Y/n L/n?" someone asked.

I snapped back to reality and turned towards the door.

"Pack up your belongings, Mrs. Ortiz is waiting for you."

"O-Okay!" I said.

The woman left and I leapt off the bed, dashing to one side of the room to the next, gathering my belongings. I couldn't help but smile and giggle to myself as I thought how happy and relieved I was going to be with my new family! 

Take that, you dumb voice! I snapped back to my conscience. Somebody DOES want me in their life!

 I had to stop myself from skipping down the stairs to prevent myself from falling. Mrs. Ortiz smiled when she saw me and I took her hand, without checking with my brain first. It didn't matter, though. I was happy, and Mrs. Ortiz seemed happy too, with the way she accepted my hand.

~Time Skip brought to you by P o t a s s i u m~

We arrived at the house‒ er, apartment‒ and for the second time today, I was nervous. I guess I showed it too, because Mrs. Ortiz gave my hand a gentle but comforting squeeze as we entered.

"I'm home!" Mrs. Ortiz announced.

I heard shuffling from another room. Then heavy footsteps. I got scared, how can someone have such heavy feet? Are they a monster? I hid behind Mrs. Ortiz's leg.

"Hi, honey," a man greeted her with a kiss.

Ew. Hope that doesn't happen to me.

"Adam, come here! I have someone you should meet!" Mrs. Ortiz said.

I heard footsteps again. This time, they sound lighter and faster than the man's, who I'm assuming is the father. I'm still scared, but for a different reason. I've heard of this boy's name before, but what if he doesn't like me? What if I have to go back because of it?

Before I knew it, only a few feet away from me was a boy my age, dark hair ruffled on the top of his head, dark big eyes, and... a strange looking jaw.

"Adam, this is your new sister/brother, Y/n," Mrs. Ortiz said.

I barely took one step from behind Mrs. Ortiz and mumbled, "H-hi..."

"H-hey," Adam said.

Silence.

"Uhm, d-do you wanna see my room? It's a bit messy, but I have some toys we could play with.." he suggested.

I silently nodded, walking towards him. He the took my hand and led me to his room.

I smiled to myself.

I love my family already.

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T-tissues anyone-?

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Hey, sorry for being  d e a d  for a while, I've been stuck with writer's block for such a long time, not to mention coming back from the break I had not even fully recovered was hard.

But, I'm back.

Thank you for reading this!

BYeeeee~~~~~

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~ Sara 💜