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“Arya, sweetie!”, Calum called for his little girl. “Hurry up! You don’t wanna miss your dance class, right?” He was waiting at the foot of the staircase. The keys to the car already in one hand. A jacket in the other.

A few minutes later the little girl ran down the stairs. She wore her black leotard, her also black crossover skirt and tan ballet tights. Her dark hair was made into a nice bun, bound by a red bandana.

Her first ballet class hadn’t even started yet and little Arya and her daddy already were in minor trouble. Bandanas were against the school rules and the teacher had to ask her to take it off. But Arya being just as stubborn as her mom insisted on wearing it because it made her look as punk rock as her dad. 

Arya was followed by her mom. Other than her daughter (Y/N) wore grey sweatpants and Calum's wide shirt that covered her growing bump. Her hair was made into a messy bun and a wide smile was spread on her lips.

“Can we go sweetie?” Calum asked.                                                       

With a big smile on her face Arya nodded eagerly and put her shoes on. She was almost at the door when (Y/N) called her back. “Haven’t you forgotten something?”, she said and held up Arya’s little rucksack and jacket.

“Oh yes. Thanks” She quickly ran back to her mom and put the jacket on before she strapped on her bag. “Bye Mom”, Arya said as she hugged (Y/N).

“We’ll probably be back in an hour. Bye love” Calum quickly pecked (Y/N)’s cheek and hurried after Arya, who was already at the door again calling for him to be faster.

Calum opened the door and let her out first. Before the door closed with a soft click he gave his wife a last warm smile.  He then followed the little whirlwind to their car.

Calum opened the door on the passenger side for her and let her climb on the seat. When she sat safely he fastened her seatbelt and checked it double as usually. After closing the door he ran around the front and got behind the steering wheel.

The ballet school wasn’t far from their home. Less than 20 minutes later Calum parked the car in front of the school. Before he could even get out and round the car Arya had already unfastened her seatbelt.

He let out a throaty laugh as he saw her struggling to open the car door on her own.  “I can do it on my own”, Arya insisted just when he was about to pull the handle for her.

A few minutes later she looked at Calum through the window. “I think I need help here”

He opened the door and held his hand out for Arya to grab. With his hand securely wrapped around hers she jumped out of the car. She still held his hand when they entered the school together.

Not much later her ballet class started. Calum loved watching his little girl dance. She was genuine happy when she did. Her lips were curled into a big smile as she switched gracefully through the five positions. And he couldn’t be more proud of her.

As soon as class was over Arya ran up to Calum. “You did great, Sweetie”, he said. A smile spread on her lips at his words. “Shall we go now?” He picked her jacket and rucksack up and followed her to their car.

He quickly fastened her seatbelt, closed the door and got into the driver’s seat. “Daddy?”

“Huh?” Calum looked up to meet his daughter’s eyes, before fastening his seatbelt.

Arya lowered her gaze to her hands fiddling with the hem of her crossed skirt. “Can we show mommy the new move?”

“Sure we can”, he said with a smile on his lips. He didn’t have the heart to say no to her. As long as it would make her happy he would do everything for her. “So how do we do it?”

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As soon as the wooden door opened with a soft creak Arya pushed herself through the tiny gap. She dropped her jacket and bag to the floor. As fast as her tiny feet carried her she ran over to meet (Y/N) in the living room. “Mommy! Mommy!”

(Y/N) sat on the couch, a fuzzy blanket spread over her legs, watching her favourite series on TV. She turned to look at her little girl who plopped down next to her on the couch.

“Hey Sweetie, how was class?”, (Y/N) asked. She smiled down at the little girl. Softly she stroked her daughter’s cheek, making her look up with a smile.

“Great”, Arya said. Her smile grew even a bit wider. “We learned a new move today. Do you want to see it?”

“I’d love to”

“Okay” Arya jumped off the couch. “Daddy! Come in” As soon as the words had left her lips Calum appeared in the doorframe. He had changed into black sweatpants and a white shirt.

Only in socks he twaddled over to their daughter. “Hey”, he said and raised his hand a little to wave at Y/N. Standing right next to Arya he looked down to her, waiting for her next move.

Arya took her father’s hand and he had to crouch a bit, because she was so small. She let go of his hand gracefully and shuffled her feet into the first position. She gave (Y/N) a meaningful look and switched to the second position. She moved through third and fourth gracefully and just as she was about to move into fifth she looked up at Calum and whispered, “I need your help here, Daddy”

He bent down and secured her with a hand on her back so she could finish without losing her balance. When she was done she smiled, pleased of her dancing.

(Y/N) smiled at her proudly. Just when she began to clap Arya shook her head. “It’s not over yet!”, she blurted out.

Teaser for Daddy!Calum imagine