Can I request a fluffy John Deacon x fem. reader long fic where reader is home alone with their 2 year old daughter while John is on tour and while tucking the little girl into bed, their daughter tells reader how much she misses John and reader assures their daughter that her dad will be home very soon and that he loves them both so much and the next day on Christmas, John surprises them by coming home early?
pairings: John deacon x fem!reader
summary: ^^^^^
warnings: none
John had been on tour for almost 2 months now, leaving you with your two year old daughter. He was away quite a bit and as much as you wanted him to be around more for you and your daughter, you knew it payed the bills and made him happy.
John and the rest of Queen were touring to support their new album 'A Night At The Opera'
but it was Christmas tomorrow and your daughter was begging for her father
"I miss him" she sniffled
"I know you do, sweetie. I do too. but it's what he needs to do." you smiled down at her.
you slipped her blanket over her small body. kissing her on her forehead.
"I want him now. it's christmas" she cried sadly
"I know, Honey, he wished he could be here too. he wants you to know he loves you very much and can't wait to see you in April" you told her lovingly
"I know, honey. but he's doing this because he loves us. ok? he loves you very much. time will fly by and he'll be home as soon as you know it. ok?" you spoke softly
"I promise" you put out your pinky for her
you kissed her again before walking to the door a turning off the light
"Merry christmas, Honey" you shut the door, sighing as you looked down
"Mommy!" you heard you daughter yell as she ran into your room
"Mommy, wake up! Christmas!" she yelled
"I'm up, sweetie" you yawned as she crawled on your bed, shaking you
"presents!" she screamed cheerfully
"alrighty, let's go" you hopped out of bed and picked her up, taking her downstairs to your living room, where your tree was set up with the presents sitting underneath it neatly
you put her down and sat down as she ran to the gifts. she sat down next the them and picked one up, ripping it open, finding a pink bear with bow around it's neck.
she gasped and held on to it tightly
"open that one!" you pointed to the one with red wrapping paper
she picked it up and opened it. her face lighting up as she saw a doll of a baby.
she thanked you and went to her room, to put it with the rest of her dolls.
there was a knock on the door. assuming it with your parents or something, you went to open it.
John stood in front of you with a grin and a bag in his handcas you opened the door
"John!" you wrapped your arms around him "why aren't you in America?"
"we leave on the 27th" he stated
"Mommy!" you heard your daughter call
"she's missed you so much" you told John
"did you?" he asked as he walked in.
"honey, guess who's here!" you called out for your daughter
"I love you" he kissed you
"I love you too" you smiled. going up to your 2 year old
"who's here?" she questioned
"just wait" you picked her up, going down to the living room where her dad stood waiting for her. you put her down and she ran to him
"Dada!" she yelled happily
"hey, sweetie" he greeted, picking her up
"I'm here with you and mommy for a few days" he explained simply
she cheered and looked at his bag
"you bet!" he kissed her cheek
she got out of his arms and got the present, immediately playing with it
you looked down at your daughter playing on the ground, smiling at her
you walked to the kitchen, going to make yourself a coffee
"you think I forgot about you?" Johns voice said from behind you, you smiled as you turned the kettle on
he walked to you, passing you a box from behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.
you rolled your eyes as you opened the white box, seeing a beautiful necklace and pair of earrings comfortably laying in it.
"they're beautiful, John" you admitted
"I know, I saw them in the window and just thought of you, I knew I had to get them" he replied softly,
you took the necklace out of the box, letting John take it from your hands, moving your hair out of the way and putting it around your neck.
"Merry Christmas, My love" he rubbed your arms.
"Merry Christmas, Deaky" you smiled, pulling his in for a gentle kiss.
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