2p!F.A.C.E. x child!reader-She's...alright (ch.1)

That's how you ended up where you were. You didn't know it, but you've been sitting in that same spot for a little over four hours. but you didn't move. Your mom told you to stay there, so you did. Sure you were hungry and of course you had to use the bathroom by now, but your mom told you to stay there, so you did. 

You stayed seated on that bench. People walked by, noticing that you were just a young child all alone, but none seemed to care enough to stop or get involved as they went on with their daily lives. You sat patiently waiting, humming to yourself.

When you finished your food, you held the empty bowl up along with the lid to it. He ruffled your hair before taking it from you. "Good job with finishing all your food poppet!"

"Thank you..."

"Of course dear. I'll be seeing you later then?"

He got up then began to walk until he heard something hit the ground. He looked down to see if he dropped anything but it was you that fell. "Poppet! Are you alright?!" He raced back towards you to check on you. You were unable to walk due to not using your legs in so long.

"I fell..."

He helped you stand to your feet and held your hands to help keep you balanced. Your legs had a sharp pain in them, but you tried not to think about it. It wasn't as bad as it could've been if you didn't try your hardest to stretch your legs from where you sat everyday.

"Where were you trying to go? I thought you were waiting for your parents."

Tears threatened your eyes from both your leg pains and emotions. "D-daddy," you mumbled.

"What was that, dear?"

"D-daddy!" you yelled and hugged the man's leg as tears streamed down your cheeks. "D-daddy...M-my legs hurt a-a lot."

He was of course surprised from your sudden outburst but still picked you up and cradled you in his arms. "Would you like for me to take you home then?" You nodded and wiped your cheeks as you sniffled. "Then lets go home, poppet! Daddy'll make sure you get all better!" he stated happily as he carried you down the street. You wrapped your tiny arms around his neck and tried your best to smile through your tears.

"We're here, poppet!" he announced to you considering you feel asleep along the way. You rubbed your eyes as the man attempted to set you down.

"N-no!! No!" You kept the strongest grip you could around his neck, almost choking him.

"D-dear!" He stood back up with you shaking your head. "Come on, love. If you don't walk it off, y-"

"I-I don't wanna!! I don't wanna!" you protested.

"You'll never feel better if you don't, and I promised I'd make sure you're all better, right?"

You got quiet. You didn't want to feel bad forever. "...O-ok."

"Just try to walk to the door ok?" He gently put you down and you stretched your legs. You felt the pain rush back but continued to stand thanks to him holding your hands. "It's alright. It's alright."

You closed your eyes shut and bit your lip as you attempted to take a step forward. It still hurt, but you could tell it was subsiding, somewhat. You took another step, each getting easier than the last.

"I told you it would be alright, darling."

You brightly smiled up to him. "Y-yes!"

"Do your legs feel better?"

"Uh-huh!"

He slowly released your hands as you stood up by yourself. "Look, daddy!" You slowly walked forward all on your own. Your legs kind of felt as if they were falling asleep or going numb, but that was much more bearable than the last pain. "I'm walking all by myself again!" you reported.

"Wonderful!" He got on his knees and gave you a tight hug before picking you back up. "But I still prefer to hold you." You giggled before he opened the door to the house.

"Boys! Look what I got!" he shouted.