Thieves {Peter Maximoff X Reader}

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Charles was sitting in his study, clicking his pen. He was zoned out, it felt as though he was not inside of his body but somewhere else. When he heard a knock at the door. he looked up hearing raven walking down the steps to go answer the door. He stood up just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, following her to the door.
Raven opened the large wooden door, a small baby wrapped in a wight blanket lay in a cardboard box in-front of them.
Charles looked around, No one... Not a soul...He looked down at the small baby crouching down and picking it up. He brought it inside. Against ravens wishes.
It's small eyes looked up at him, he held its head up it mind was so blank. It was extremely calming for him, he smiled holding the baby close.
He never wanted to let go of his little bundle of joy.