your daddy

After another tiring day, you're on your way home, carrying your heavy backpack and holding yourself back from crying, because lately, your mental health has been in shambles. When you arrive, you walk in and see your boyfriend sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, with a cigarette in his hand. You drop your backpack on the floor and go to him, hugging him, crying as you place your head in the crook of his neck

"Calm down my little one, daddy takes care of you." He says while stroking your hair and putting out his cigarette.

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