hot take in a roundabout way i think that's also why so many of us opt out of becoming parents ourselves
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hot take in a roundabout way i think that's also why so many of us opt out of becoming parents ourselves

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I used to dream of adventure
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Helloooo i just saw your amazing fic of michael’s daughter its so fckinh good imma tell ya HAHAHAHA can i have a req of him being protective of her around the press?and getting angry when someone made her cry like the video of him i think it was baby blanket?crying? Thank you so so much i was so happy when i found ur story
omg i didnt realise this was sitting in my inbox! thank u for the love and support!! and of course! luckily i had an idea similar to this already prepared a few days ago :) michael x fem!daughter reader
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"keep the mask on, okay applehead? so the camera people dont get your face." michael said softly, gently fitting the fluffy purple masquerade mask over your face. your little hands reached up to adjust the soft edges, nodding small against his touch.
"okay daddy," you whispered. it was easy to see how worried michael was; he let out a shaky sigh and wiped his palms against his trousers, trying to stay calm for you. you just watched him, feeling the heavy, quiet tension building inside the car. michael gently pulled you onto his knee, wrapping his arms securely around your small frame.
"wrap your arms around my neck, love. hold on tight." you did exactly what he asked, burying your face against his shoulder. your little heart was racing as the muffled noise from the crowd outside grew into a loud roar. the door clicked open, and a wall of shouting voices and clicking cameras instantly filled the space. your grip tightened around michael’s neck.
he stood up quickly, shielding the back of your head with his large hand as he carefully ducked to step out of the car. blinding white camera flashes lit up everything around you, penetrating right through your closed eyelids and making your breath come a little faster. you could feel how securely michael was holding you against his chest, his rapid heartbeat thumping against your own.
"michael! look over here! just one photo with the kid!" voices boomed from every direction, aggressive and loud. people were shoving past each other, trying to get close to the two of you. the questions were a constant barrage, echoing through the air as he tried to take a single step forward.
as he moved through the sea of people, his security team worked frantically to keep a path clear. "daddy," you whimpered, tucking your face deeper into his neck to escape the noise. michael’s heart tightened at the sound of your small voice. "please step back," he said to the crowd, his voice soft but firm, laced with a growing hint of stress.
the crowd kept pressing in, ignoring the warnings. "i said step back!" he repeated, his tone sharpening as he focused entirely on moving forward. the flashes grew even more frequent, lighting up the sidewalk like lightning.
michael was struggling just to navigate the chaos. suddenly, a hand reached out too close, brushing against you and making you jump in fear. "no! don't touch her!" michael snapped, snapping his head around and pulling you even closer to his chest as you let out a frightened sound. in the frantic shuffle, you looked up for just one small moment and a stray hand managed to get the edge of your purple mask, pulling it slightly askew. you shrieked, completely overwhelmed by the commotion.
"daddy!" you cried out, tears spilling over and you dug your face back into his neck. "hey! i said do not touch her! step back! now!!" michael’s voice boomed over the crowd, filled with a raw, protective anger they had never heard from him before. "i'm sorry, applehead, i'm so sorry," he whispered frantically, his voice breaking as he used his whole body to shield you, finally bursting through the heavy hotel doors.
"look at me, baby," michael said softly once the heavy doors clicked shut behind you, cutting off most of the noise. the lobby was vast and quiet, though you could still see the swarm of people pressed against the big glass doors, their cameras still clicking away.
you looked at him. you were sniffling and sobbing, the mask sitting crooked on your face. michael gently straightened it for you, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "you were so brave, baby girl. so, so brave." he kissed the top of your head, holding you as close as he could.
"i got you, i got you. you're completely safe now, pumpkin. daddy's here," he murmured, rubbing comforting circles into your back until your breathing finally started to slow down against his shoulder. as he carried you deeper down the quiet hallway, the chaos outside completely faded away. you knew nothing could hurt you as long as you were safe in your daddy's arms. ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚
i absolutely love protective michael

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perv dad embarrassingly hard at the mall buying new panties for his daughter imagining what they’ll look like soaked through and tight against her kidcunt