Laying on her bed trying to wipe away the tears was hard for (Y/n). They just kept coming, and the more she thought about Daveed the more she felt like crying. By the time her phone went off for her to FaceTime with Daveed before he went to bed had her crying even more.
And as soon as Daveed's smile came on screen she tried wiping them away, but you could clearly still tell she had been crying and his smile turned into a frown.
"Hey, what's got you crying babe?" he asked as he shifted a bit concern flooding through his facial expressions and his tone of voice.
This nearly set (Y/n) off as her lower lip trembled, "Father found out...he...is pretty much grounding me for a couple of weeks, he's more worried about our age gap and how the media will take it since you're this big Broadway star and well I'm the President's daughter-" she spoke softly trying to wipe the tears away with her blanket.
Daveed's face seemed to fall, "I-oh my gosh, (Y/n), he really said that?"
"mmhmm" (Y/n) responded nodding her head clearly still upset.
"Well...it doesn't matter, if you have to stay in DC for a bit, we can keep doing this kind of thing where we talk every night, every morning-"
"but that's not fair to you! I shouldn't have to be locked away like I'm a damsel, I trust you Daveed, my father should see that," (Y/n) says frustrated. "I just...I want to go back to being close to you and hugging you and just being by your side and he's locking me away."
"I know, but he's your dad, he's trying to make sure you don't get hurt," Daveed points out calmly. "You're my Ducky, I'm not letting go of you this easily," he murmurs.
"And you're my Duckie too," (Y/n) responded, "I don't want to let you go, I want to be yours and you be mine," she tells him softly as she tugs her hair back.
"We'll think of something, he can't keep you there forever, you've got exams and stuff, maybe we can plan for me to come up to DC and meet you when you're at the university or something,"
"Maybe...we can try for sure. But you're so busy,"
"I think I can manage to slip out a few extra hours to come down to DC, if it means I get to see you it will have been worth it," Daveed points out.
"Diggs stop quoting the darn musical-" (Y/n) says throwing him a small grin and letting out a small giggle.
"Oh? But it makes you laugh and I'd rather see you laughing than crying," Daveed points out tossing a wink at her, his own smile coming back.
"Stop you're gonna make me blush," she points out getting just as flushed and giggly as the two dove into a conversation of their day and how it went until one of them fell to sleep.
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The President's Daughter (Daveed Diggs x Reader)
FanfictionA fancy event was being held at the White House, the Hamilton musical was coming and it was all that a few people living there were talking about. Including (Y/n) the president Lawrence Stevens's daughter. She was attending Georgetown University so...
