... "𝗬'𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐖𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝." ~----~ 𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑆ℎ𝑒/𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑠 ~----~ Where a group of teenage runaways are adopted by a old crow man and his two kids. What happens when the teens are way more than they thought they could handle? Will they send them back to fend for themselves? Or will they help them to heal? - 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨! This is a Bench trio+Reader story, so this is 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 platonic. No romantic stuff between any of these CC and Y/n. All sibling fluff and angst! Enjoy the story! Or don't! [On hold for the moment!]