Claude x male child reader
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This is my first written story please let me now if you like it if you have ideas please let me now also. I am still thinking on how many parts I should put in.
Introduction~~~
(M/N) was a very young demon maybe about 7 in human years but he has always been alone with no one to help him or even someone to give him proper clothes. As (M/N) was walking with a thin torn up shirt and pants that looked to have one pant leg left he felt a drop of rain on his nose "what is it starting to rain?!" He dashed through the streets to find cover.
The sky started to become darker and the rain picked up to the point large puddles started to form but it seemed luck wasn't on (M/N) side this night. He ran with as much speed as he could muster up and sprinted to find warmth. The wind picked up as the moon could barely be seen behind the clouds (M/N) started to see an entrance to an alleyway. He felt his (H/L) (H/C) hair get stuck to his face and his (S/C) start to become a bit more pale.
"I better hurry before something even worse happens!"
(M/N) ran into the alleyway and found a small hole beside one of the brick walls
"Maybe this will help shelter me for the night"
(M/N) managed to squeeze himself in and tuck his legs into his chest
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