18+ mature readers only!
Will contain explicit language and smut!
It is a dad's best friend trope
Forbids romance
Age gap
Miguel O'Hara is your father's best friend since college. You came home after being away for couple of years but you are no...
Warnings- long chapter, 2.9k words, slight cussing, groveling, fluffy, and smut, alright let's see.... Smut warnings- missionary, sweet talk, pillow talk, doggy style, safe word, jealousy talk, eating out, hair pulling, ass slapping, rough fucking.
Songs- Lights down low, Maejor, waka flame. Woo- Rihanna Why don't you- Father
Honestly, I think I was on crack writing this. I have been listening to many audiobooks.
No memes today, I found some but they're too dark even for my messed-up mind, so just enjoy the playlist instead.
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Whoever sent me this... thank you.
"Y/N, you're here!" Gaby runs up and I crouch down and hug her tight, smiling. It's been a week since I have seen her. I got used to always being around the sassy little girl.
I've missed them both.
I'm not sure how much she knows or what Miguel has told her, but I know she knows something big happened by how it all went down.
She was close to my dad. They had a strong bond, and it makes me sad that she won't be around him either. And, I can't help but feel that it's my fault because.
It is your fault.
Gee, thanks...
"Hi Gabs, how have you been?" I ask.
She pulls away and smiles from cheek to cheek, showing me her missing two front teeth. "Good, come and see my room!" Before I could reply, we sprinted off, her hand clutched to mine.
The door swings open.
Oh my...
"Do you like it?"
I nodded, my jaw dropped, still in shock as I had found myself in a jungle.
So, I guess she's over the PowerpuffGirls' phase.
"Very cool, Gaby," I say as she giggles. "Thanks. I had my dad take me to four different stores."
I let out a small laugh. The girl knows how to get what she wants.
"Yeah... she did, apparently there's seven different shades of gray." Miguel pulls up beside us, frowning.
The last time I heard it was fifty... get it? I got into Harvard somehow...
"Well, it was worth the fuss. It looks good. You did a good job, Dad." I said, complimenting him. He's a good father and I know what my dad said hurt Miguel and I don't want him to think the worse.
He's made mistakes, I know... but he's not a terrible father. He loves Gaby immensely. He loves her as much as my dad loves me.