-Time Travels No Matter Where You Are- (mother!reader xlmk)

Reads 77
Votes 5
Parts 2
Time 26m

Reads 77
Votes 5
Parts 2
Time 26m

The rain has never gone on this hard before, anybody could get swept away with it. I rush through the storm hurrying to meet up with my two friends at the usual noodle stop. Quickly I turned into an alley way for a faster shortcut.
    My now muddy shoes steadily splash through questionable colored puddles. An in my rush I almost did not hear the high pitch cry from the brick wall I ran buy. This sudden sound caused me to stop in my tracks. Look Back. And see The form of a little boy no older then 2. He stared up at me with his big eyes full of water that I bet weren't from the rain.
    
    My world felt like it stopped, and I ignored the feeling of my hair growing heavy from the rain water. 
    
    The little boy also stopped crying and just kept staring with those eyes I could not place words to describe. Quickly I came over and kneeled down and took off my rain jacket to cover his unclothed figure. 
    "Hey their you... you- um little Goober! W-Where's your parents at?"
    
    ...
    or
    a story of a Mother!Reader jumping through big and small hoops for her family, friends, and possible relationships?All Rights Reserved

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The rain has never gone on this hard before, anybody could get swept away with it. I rush through the storm hurrying to meet up with my two friends at the usual noodle stop. Quickly I turned into an alley way for a faster shortcut.
    My now muddy shoes steadily splash through questionable colored puddles. An in my rush I almost did not hear the high pitch cry from the brick wall I ran buy. This sudden sound caused me to stop in my tracks. Look Back. And see The form of a little boy no older then 2. He stared up at me with his big eyes full of water that I bet weren't from the rain.
    
    My world felt like it stopped, and I ignored the feeling of my hair growing heavy from the rain water. 
    
    The little boy also stopped crying and just kept staring with those eyes I could not place words to describe. Quickly I came over and kneeled down and took off my rain jacket to cover his unclothed figure. 
    "Hey their you... you- um little Goober! W-Where's your parents at?"
    
    ...
    or
    a story of a Mother!Reader jumping through big and small hoops for her family, friends, and possible relationships?

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