"Dear Daddy Pope"
~A DNP fanfic about my dad+the Pope~
It was my first day in the Vatican, I was so excited to finally meet Pope Francis! I honestly believe im his biggest fan, even tho there's a large age gap, I cant help but admire his cute dreamy smile. 12:00pm The pope was going to show up any second, I can feel my heart is gonna explode. "THERE HE IS, MY FAVOURITE WHITE BOY!" He's walking down the aisle greeting all the devoted fans who would support him through thick and thin. All of a sudden time froze..... there he was only a few steps away from me, I- WAIT! He's looking at me! He's extending his hand! OMGOSH this isn't happening rn, someone pinch me, this is real right? Am I dreaming? WAIT how long have I been staring at him, no, no, nooooo David this is just like we practised for, play it cool.
Our eyes locked for what felt like hours but in reality properly 5 seconds. "Hello, thank you for coming, God bless :)" The Pope said in a croaky voice ,and just like that he was gone.... wAiT! I nearly shouted, you don't sound to well, are you okay? He looked me in my face and told me something so faint yet so uncomprehable, I knew what I had to do next even if it meant risking my own life.
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Dear Daddy Pope
Hayran KurguDon't read... I wrote this years ago... didn't want it in my notes anymore... didn't want to delete it either... You're welcome ♡
