how about daddy!andy with little reader who’s struggling with getting in the head space after having to be big for too long, so andy is helping the reader by spoiling them with all their favorite little space things? 💕🥺
ughhhh yeah i just want him to help me cuz last week was so stressful🥺:
andy was beginning to get concerned with your behaviour, you had a huge workload last week that had you functioning almost like a robot: wake up, work, find some time to eat the meals andy made you, and sleep
you had been especially stressed so you were unable to fit yourself into that mindframe and let your daddy take care of you no matter how desperately you wanted to
it stung andy when you brushed off his attempts at coddling you, he wanted; needed his baby
he had been working from home recently, so he decided to plan ahead for the week and move some things around so he could have some extra time to set things up for you
he decided while you were in your office, he would bake your favourite cookies and gather all your blankets and a few of your stuffies without you noticing and made the large sectional all cozy just the way he hoped you would like
andy rubbed his hands together and sighed, now to get your butt downstairs
you heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs but barely payed mind to it
your voice was a meek whisper when you responded, “in here”
andy’s heart literally shattered at your slumped over figure, he didn’t care how stubborn you would be, you needed to relax
he gathered you up in his arms and you shot him a questioning look, too tired to actually shove him off but still asked what he was doing
“it’s a surprise little one, close your eyes.”
the pet name made you whimper internally, and you melted into his chest
he carried you down the stairs because he could, and whispered proclaims of how much he missed having his little girl in his arms
(all part of his plan and it was definitely working)
“okay, open your eyes now baby.”
you uncovered your eyes and blinked for a few moments, your daddy had all your favourite stuffies (mostly the ones he gifted you when you were good) lined up on the couch, and you could smell fresh cookies
you squealed, burying your face in andy’s chest, “for me daddy?”
his eyes crinkled with his smile, pressing butterfly kisses to your cheeks and the tip of your cold nose
“all for my princess because she’s been working so hard and daddy just wanted some time with his little girl. now what do you wanna watch first?”
“tangled!” you yelled, the stress of the week fading away as you were in your daddy’s arms, belly warm with cookies and heart full
he sighed, he wouldn’t even try to argue with the fact that this was probably your hundredth time watching that movie, “okay okay baby, tangled first.” he chuckled