The Bet [Zarry AU] **UNDER EDITING**

7. Dada?

Present day

I was lying wide awake on my bed. Eyes open. Remembering those memories who were once the reason of my smile, but now, reason of the tear I shed at night. I heard footsteps coming to my room again, for the 2nd time of this day. But from the mild sound of it, I knew who it was. So I quickly wiped my tear stained face and put on a fake smile. For her.

"Dada", standing at the edge of my bed she whispered, as if she was scared of something.

I quickly pushed tge duvet aside and came to her side. Kneeling in front of her, I put my left hand on her now visible tear stained cheek and pulled her yo my chest. Buring her face in the crook of my neck, she clung to me.

"Bad dreams again?", I whispered. She nodded into my neck.

I rubbed her back in a soothing manner to calm her down which she did eventually , picked her up and placed her onto my bed. Then I headed towards the bed.

"Dada? Where you going?", she said, frightened.

I went back to her and ran my hand in her hair.

"Nowhere baby, just going to your room to bring your teddy, you can't sleep without her?", saying that I kissed her forehead.

She quickly hugged me and said, "No teddy, only dada".

I literally melted into that.

"Okay baby", smiling, I said and laid back to my bed, cuddling her to my chest.

"Dada?"

"Yeah baby?"

"papa had bad dweams too?"

And I tried not to breakdown again in front of my daughter. I mentally told himself to calm down and breathe then answered her.

"Yeah baby, He used to have nightmares too", I said, running my hands through her hair.

"He scared too?"  she asked in such a innocent way, that practically melted my heart. But again, whatever my cute daughter does, melt my heart.

I chuckled and said, "Yeah pumpkin, he too used to get scared"

"Thwen?"

"Then your dada would held your Papa like this and he would have good sleep and no bad dreams", I said, cudling to her daughter and remembering those times.

When he would come to my house for sleep overs and in the midnight would have nightmares. I would held him close to my chest, whisper sweet nothings which would calm him down eventually and then he would clung to me for the whole night. I would rub soothing circles on his back and kissed his forehead. He would burried hus face in the crook of my neck and we would go to sleep peacefully, just for waking up next to each other the next morning.

That memory brought a small smile to my face.

"Papa stwong?", she asked.

"Yeah baby, Papa was strong", I smiled.

"Papa love Dada?", and I stopped my actions and looked down to her, she seemed to fall into sleep anytime. So I kissed her forehead and she hugged me tight.

"Goodnight pumpkin", I whispered to her.

And with that both of us went to a deep nightmares free slumber.

Date: 24th October 2016