"Daddy?" You whispered to him in the middle of the night, standing beside the bed with mr snuffles, your favourite stuffie, in your little hand as you waited for him to respond to you.
"What baby?" He asked you groggily, eyes still closed after not sleeping for almost two days, and in between deals and taking care of you, he was slumped. Lying on his front with his face pressed into the pillow, his muscly back turned to you.
"I want to lay with you" You breathed out in a small voice.
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"Where's mr snuffles, huh?" He told you lowly, referring to the teddy bear that you had never been apart from since the day he bought it for you. "Why don't you cuddle him? it will help you sleep"
"He doesn't cuddle me back" You whined.
"Then what about your paci?" He answered you.
"I don't know where it is"
An irritated sigh leaving his mouth, he opened his eyes to see you, standing there in your little pyjamas and mr snuffles already hanging from your hand.
Lifting the covers, he told you to get in before he changed his mind.
"Now go to sleep" He added firmly. "I don't want you bothering me until the morning, do you understand?"
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Nodding your little head, you lied there under the sheets as you began to mumble the words to a catchy song from a toy advert from television.
"Doll" He warned you.
"Sorry dada" You choked out quickly, pressing your little lips together just to make sure that you didn't do it again and risk having to sleep on your own side of the bed where it was cold and lonely, even with mr snuffles beside you.
