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Summary: Ellie, your three year old daughter, likes sneaking into your room after you and David go to sleep, and you hear her call David “Daddy” for the first time.

A/N: Hey y’all! This is my first imagine, so please bare with me as this is pretty short and probably sucks ass. Also, this was inspired from a Reddit post by Invisibleinsomniac.

“Sweetie, I know you and David are having fun, but it’s time for bed,” You say to your daughter, instantly regretting you words as you see her smiling face morph into a frown.

“Going to bed already? Mommy’s such a party pooper,” David scrunches his face as he goes to tickle her.

“Yeah, party pooper!“ Ellie says, “Goodnight, David. Can we play prince and princess tomorrow?” She softly asks, as she slides off of your’s and David’s shared bed.

“Of course we can, sweetheart,” David smiles, and you swear you can hear David’s heart louder than her voice. David then kneels down to give her a quick kiss, “And don’t forget to get a good night’s rest, or the unicorn monster will come and steal your unicorn!”

“Mommy, there’s a unicorn monster,” She screams as she’s running towards you, squeezing the living hell out of her unicorn.

“There’s no such thing as an unicorn monster, sweetie. He’s just kidding,” You say as you playfully glare at your boyfriend. You grab her hand as you lead her into her room and onto her bed.

“Goodnight, sweetie. Mommy loves you so much,” you whisper. You pull the cover over her shoulders and turn towards the door. You glance at her closed eyes before leaving the room.

“Is she asleep?” David questions as you re-enter the room. You shrug your shoulders not knowing if she’s truly asleep or if she’s still awake waiting for you and David to go to sleep. As you lay down, you hear David clicking away at his laptop and see him setting it on the floor.

“David, you can finish editing your video. She’ll see the light under the door and know we’re still awake.”

“It’s fine, Y/N. I’m almost finished editing anyway,” he says, standing up to shut off the light.

After talking for a few minutes, the two of you hear the creak of the door. Before quickly closing your eyes, you could make out a small smile of David’s face through the hallway light illuminating the bedroom.

The habit began soon after you started bringing Ellie to David’s house to spend the night. You would sneak in her room a few minutes after tucking her in to make sure she’s actually asleep. When she was caught sitting up and playing with her unicorn, you would tuck her in, tell her that you love her, and kiss her forehead. You and David assume that’s where she developed the habit of sneaking into your room after going to bed.

You think back to one of the first nights you brought Ellie over to David’s. She grabbed the cover, trying to pull herself on to the bed but fell and hit her head on the floor. You remember how David held Ellie in his lap, watching My Little Pony on his laptop and lightly rubbing her head. After that night, the I-love-you-Mommy’s and I-love-you-David’s became a routine every time Ellie spent the night.

She lightly taps your foot, poking through the covers to make sure you’re fast asleep. David begins to fake snore to convince Ellie that the two or you are asleep. She waits a few seconds before gripping David’s foot to pull herself onto the bed. It took her a while to get used to the height, as she used to hop onto the bed only to lose her grip and slide back towards the floor. She shuffled from the foot of the bed, hitting your body multiple times while trying to maneuver into the tight space between you and David.

“I love you, Mommy,” Ellie whispers, leaning over to peck your cheek as she’s done dozens of times.

“I love you, Daddy.”

At first, you weren’t sure you heard your daughter correctly, but David’s snores suddenly stopped, and that had confirmed your doubt. You open your eyes to look towards her, hoping she is still faced toward David. She’s she’s sitting on her feet, obstructing your view of your boyfriend.

As she moves to get out of the bed, you close you eyes again and feel her crawl over your legs. Once you hear the thud of her feet landing on the floor and hear her skip out of the room, you get up to check if Ellie had make it back into her room safely. You see her curled up in her blanket, holding her stuffed unicorn in her arms. You force Ellie’s comment towards the back of your mind, thinking about how she got the unicorn she loved so dearly.

You had Ellie a year before meeting David. You were too scared to tell him you were a mother, fearing his rejection. He was the first genuine guy you had ever met, and when he asked you out after three months of knowing you, you spelled everything. You expected him to reject you, but the exact opposite happened.

He was nervously excited to meet you me daughter. The first time you brought Ellie to David’s house, you walked in with her in you arms to a couch full of stuffed animals, action figures, barbies, and legos. You looked at David, happy and confused at the same time.

“I didn’t know what she liked to play with, so I got her everything,” he awkwardly chuckles. Later while playing, she glanced at the unicorn and instantly fell in love with its colorful, sparkly horn.

You smile at the memory, and tears began to well in your eyes. You had always envisioned having a family with David, but hearing your daughter call him “Daddy” ensured it. Although, as happy as you were in the moment, you were terrified of David’s response. Wiping your eyes with your arm, you turn off the hallway light and quietly began towards your shared room.

Walking into the room, you see that David has shifted positions and is now sitting at the foot of the bed. You sit next to him and wait for him to speak. You can tell that he wants to say something about what Ellie said. You shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Anxiety was radiating through your veins.

“She called me Daddy,” David whispers after a few minutes, “She’s never said that before.” You hear the tension in his voice and suddenly realize he’s been silently crying. You grab his hand and shifted closer to him, anxiety beginning to subside. “She called me Daddy,” he says once again, finally breaking down. You pull him into a hug, and you can feel him trembling.

“Please don’t–,” he cries into your chest, “Please don’t leave me. Please don’t take her.”

“No, God, no, David, we will never leave you,” you whispered, the only noise left in the room is your and David’s sniffles.

As you wake the next day, you turn towards David in bed. He’s already sitting up awake and editing the video he didn’t finish from the day before. The moment you stand to use the restroom, the door quickly opens, revealing an overly excited Ellie.

“Daddy, you said we can play princess and prince today.” She shouts with excitement. “Can we play now?” You and David glance towards each other, and you can see him look back towards Ellie with a big smile.

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