THIS IS NOT A X READER. You are a camp counselor, and max has a smol noo sad boi hour
I walked back into camp, was dark as too it was late. I walk towards the cabin
Until I hear sniffles. And follow them to a blue (idk) tent and open it slowly not to scare them. They stop,but still hiccup. It's dark but soon as they talk I know who it is "what fuck do you want y/n" oh sweet baby Jesus max. I get into the tent to see no one else was there "where is everyone?" "Y/n,Why are you fucking here bitch" I sigh and sit down "you okay max?" "Fuck off" I see a tear run down Max's cheek, I wipe it off with my thumb and he smacks my hand "dont touch me" and sadly smile "max....please talk to me" he looks up at me and wipes his cheek where my hand was. "I had a nightmare okay? Now leave!"
I shake my head and pick up max and hold him. He hits me and tears stream down his face. "Hey....hey I'm not going to let go until you tell me what it's about and how I can help" he kicks me more,hits and cry's. Until he settles , and the crying turn into smol hiccups and small sobs "let...*hic* me go *hic*"
I hum in response and pet his hair. Few minutes later he speaks up "it was bad,I couldn't see-" he continued to tell me about the dream and I found a small bear and give it too him he relaxed into me and told me more,he told me how his parents didn't care about him. "Wow....I'm so sorr-" I heard small snores I smiled and sang a lullaby. I'm telling David.
AYYYY BITCHES I HAVE WANTED TO DO FOR SO LONG gib me requests now
