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It's movie night. A weekly tradition with Y/n and her dad, Charlie. Usually, they play rock paper scissors to choose the movie, but this week, Y/n is sick.
So, out of the kindness of his heart, Charlie let's her pick the movie. "So, what're we watching tonight?" Charlie asks as he purs popcorn into a bowl.
"I was thinking, maybe, Footloose. But the 2011 version." Y/n says. Charlie nods and gets some M&M's from the pantry. "Please don't beatbox."
"What do you mean?" Charlie asks as looks at Y/n.
"Everytime we watch a movie, and you hear a song, you beatbox. And I'm asking you to not do that today." Y/n says carefully.
Charlie raises his eyebrows. "Fine. I won't beatbox." He says finally.
"And if you do, I'm taking away the skittles." Y/n threatens as the two of them make their way to the living room.
The two of them sit on the couch and turn on the movie. Not an hour in, Charlie begins to quietly beatbox.
"Dad," Y/n warns.
"Sorry." Charlie chuckles, putting some popcorn into his mouth. Slowly, Y/n rests her head on Charlie's shoulder and her eyes close.
He looks down at her and smiles. He picks her up and takes her into her room and sets her under the covers.
"Goodnight, Y/n/n." He whispers. He kisses her forehead and leaves the room, smiling to himself as he walks back to the living room.
