brian pov:
luke hands y/n her gift, wrapped shittily in red wrapping paper. she grins and laughs and she opens her very own cartoonz merch plushie, never before made for the public. she hugs it tightly and thanks luke.
my gift doesn't even fucking compare. she'll hate it.
i look at y/n in her sweet innocent little eyes. the hood with bunny ears she's wearing slightly falls off. she looks at me and smiles. this smile is different. tyler gives her my gift. wrapped in silver wrapping paper, it's big but there is only three things inside.
"i wonder what's in here." craig laughs.
y/n opens it up. there is a terroriser merch blanket, especially made for her. she wraps the blanket around her shoulders. then she picks up the journal from the wrapping paper. it's leather, and a light brown color. she opens it up, and i wrote a special message inside, she can read once she learns how to. there's a pen attached to the notebook, and she takes hold of. it's got her name ingrained.
"thank you." she walks over to me, almost tripping on her own feet, and gives me a hug. i hug back.
what have i done? i'm so sorry.
YOU ARE READING
Not my daughter (BBS x child reader)
Fanfictionleft abandoned on a doorstep who knew a bunch of guys made such great moms? highest rank: #18 in childhood, #41 in kid, cover made by: @bellebliss
