sfw dad frank iero because hes such a dad...and the ones ive seen were nsft
Frank Iero, the dad that burns pancakes and drinks coffee every breakfast. he says good morning, you say it back. you notice the burnt pancakes and try to suppress a giggle.
he sees this, calling you "little shithead" and ruffles your hair as you finally let out a load of laughs. Frank chuckles and decides to settle on cereal for breakfast. you eat silently. too silently.
the dad who pays attention. he takes notice to how you're so quiet, as you're usually atleast talking. "whats up, kiddo?" as he pours milk into his bowl of cereal. you say you're fine, he knows you arent.
the dad who cares deeply, maybe too deeply sometimes. both on the couch, you vent to him and cry silently, head in his shoulder, sitting in his lap as he rocks you. he shhh's you softly, hating to see his kid cry. as the tears flow slower and you become exhaused, you fall asleep in his arms, limp against his body. and Frank didnt need to move an inch anytime soon.
