[image ID: Lee Bodecker frowning while holding a phone between his cheek and shoulder. /.end ID]
masterlist
18+
wc: ~420 words
warnings: tickling, lighthearted threats of even more tickling
a/n: I loveeeeee this picture! his freckles are so cute I wanna smooch em
pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader
summary: you give lee funny nicknames while he cooks dinner
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It was dinnertime and Lee was chopping up vegetables for a side dish. He normally wasn’t one to cook, let alone vegetables, but he was trying to be a responsible daddy. And responsible daddies are supposed to give their babies vegetables, he thinks. This trend of home cooked meals probably wasn’t going to last long, so you soaked up every bit you could, sitting on the counter and swinging your legs while your daddy followed an old recipe card.
You were studying the creases in Lee’s forehead while he squinted at the smudged handwriting. He looked especially handsome today. He was so hungry for dinner, he didn’t even bother changing out of his uniform yet. Even his name tag was still on, which led you to a very important question.
“How comes ev’rbody calls you Sheriff Bodecker, Daddy?”
“Well, they call me that as a sign of respect. Some people’ll call me Lee, though. And you’re the only person who gets to call me Daddy.” He leaned over to kiss the tip of your nose, making you giggle.
“What if I call you Sheriff Bodecker?”
“It wouldn’t be my first choice, darlin’. You lost the need for that title when ya became my little baby.” He turned back to the card, was that word supposed to be stir or surf? No, you don’t surf ground beef.
“No, no. Daddy’s just fine. That’s the only name I need to hear from ya.”
“Sheriff Bodaddy, Sheriff Bodaddy,” you said in a singsong voice.
“That’s enough outta you,” Lee warned.
“Boeeeedaddy! Bodaddy Bodaddy Bo- aaah!”
Lee snatched your dangling feet and tickled them mercilessly. “You think you’re so funny, huh? Makin’ fun a’ your daddy’s name.”
“Daddy, aah!” You squirmed uncontrollably, trying to push his hands away from you but he was too strong.
“That’s right, now ya remember my name. I oughta keep ticklin’ you, make sure you never forget it again.” Although his words were harsh, the twinkle in his eyes and attempts to hold back a smile told you he wasn’t being serious.
“No, no, Daddy! Please!”
Lee tapered off his attack so you could catch your breath. “Now, what’re ya s’possed to call me?”
“Daddy,” you panted.
“Good baby.” He freed your foot and continued making dinner. You were certainly not going to risk calling Lee a silly variation of his name again, you’d learned that lesson today. Although, maybe you’d write it on his birthday card one year. He’d tickle you to pieces again, but it’d be worth it.
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