" move faggot. " I chuckle and push ian away from me, we were walking home from the bar. All of us were to drunk to drive home. Wed get pulled over. I felt skippy, happy?? that is until i saw the kid.
They were sitting down next to someone who was either dead or asleep ( hopefully asleep. ) I look at Max and the others. I quickly speed up and crouch next to the kid. It was like 3:30 in the morning, why were they out here?? i pat their shoulder, " hey,, ? Where are your parents kid??,, " they didn't seem to understand what i was saying.
They were probably around 8-10. They should have learned to talk by now. " kid,, " they stared at me with wide eyes, their eyes were a ( e/c ) color. They were pure and innocent. I look at the person next to them, they couldn't have been related the person next to them was a young woman, long blonde hair, she looked like a passed out stripper. I look back at the guys. They all stood silent watching me and the kid.
" come here. " I pick the kid up and hold them in my arms. I had to call someone, maybe they'd be taken to some shelter or something. I look for my phone with my free hand. " fuck,, " i couldn't find it, i must've left it at the bar, guess ill have to take the kid home and wait till tomorrow, ian looked really uneasy, max seemed chill about it, chad was drunk and pretty fucked up.
I keep walking with the kid in my hands, they kind of smelled, yuck. I dont really like kids but im not gonna be an asshole and leave a child on the street. After a couple minutes we make it to my small apartment. Chad left, he really didnt enjoy kids. Max & ian decided to stay. Ian was the brains of our group and Max enjoyed children.
I set them down on the couch and head to the kitchen, they mustve been hungry. I begin to look around for something to cook, ramen? itll do. I grab a pot then fill it up with water and put it on the stove. I glance over at the kid. Ian was crouched in front of them, he was whispering, it looked like he was trying to get them to speak. Soon enough i heard a voice.
",, ian? oh,, Im ( y/n ). "
He must've told them his name and asked them what their name was. I smile a little. It was cute. i go back to cooking the ramen for the kid.
