Dream Daddy One-Shots

Damien and the Paper Cut

**Hey guys. I've been obsessed with the video game Dream Daddies. It's absolutely adorable, and I love it so much. I've played it so much lately. Damien is my favourite Dad, without a doubt, so this one-shot is going to be, you guessed it, about Damien.**

**I hope you guys enjoy! :D**

Prompt:

Person A: *gets paper cut* Ow

Person B: *kicks down door* HOLY SHIT BABE, ARE YOU OKAY? WHO HURT YOU? WHO WAS IT? NOBODY TOUCHES MY SWEETHEART. SOMEBODY'S GONNA CATCH THESE H A N D S TODAY.

(Mason is my character's name, by the way (: )

It had been a normal day for the most part.

Amanda had gotten all settled into college, and, as sad as it was to think about, wouldn't be back until the holidays most likely. Lucien was still at school as well, which left Damien and Mason on their own. They were taking it easy while they still had the chance to.

The couple, who had been together for a total of eleven months now, had grown very close. Even closer than before. So, whenever they had free time, it was mostly spent with the two of them together. Whether it was going on a date, or something as simple as just napping together, Damien and Mason were pretty much attached at the hip. The only person that came before each other was, of course, the children.

The two were currently at Damien's house, both of them taking it easy as they had hoped. Currently, Damien was working away in his library, while Mason was passed out on the couch in the living room after a 'long day'.

Damien was going through a few papers that was laid out on his desk, situating a few things and figuring out who he had to respond to and by when. He also had a few pictures of shelter dogs spread out on his desk too. Another activity he loved to do was try and find good homes for shelter dogs. Duchess Cordellia had been a lucky break, but he had never seen Ernest so happy. He smiled slightly to himself, fixing his hair up into a ponytail before he got back to work.

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It had been roughly forty-five minutes when Mason woke up again, feeling much more relaxed and well rested. He stretched a bit and glanced at the time, getting up off the couch as he started to head to Damien's library. They still had some time to kill before Lucien arrived back at home. He paused just outside the door when he heard a small voice on the other side.

Damien flinched a bit when he felt the paper he had been working with slice against his finger in the wrong way. "Ow." He muttered out, putting the paper off to the side so he wouldn't get blood on it. He brought up his finger to investigate the cut, his lips pursed together in a rather cute way. He got up, about to head to the door when it basically busted open.

Mason was on the other side, a look of concern on his face. "HOLY SHIT BABE. ARE YOU OKAY?" He asked, making his way over to his boyfriend. "Who hurt you? Who was it? Nobody touches MY sweetheart!" He continued on, gently taking Damien's injured hand into his own hands. Despite being angry, Mason was always gentle and soft whenever it came to Damien. "Someone is gonna... catch these hands." He growled out, inspecting the still bleeding finger.

Damien felt a light blush heat up his cheeks, though a small smile slipped onto his lips. He always loved how caring and considerate the other was. "Mason, love, I'm fine. It was a small papercut. It is nothing to get upset over. I promise you that." He commented, moving to press a light kiss to Mason's cheek.

Mason shook his head, glancing up at the other male. He loved when Damien wore his more laid back clothing. Today, for instance, he was wearing a nice pair of sweatpants, a fitted tee shirt, his glasses, and finally, he had his hair pulled back into a ponytail. Seeing Damien like this always took his breath away. "You clearly don't know me well enough yet." He teased, breaking his gaze long enough to begin to lead Damien out of the room and towards the bathroom to clean up the cut. "This is why you should stop writing letters and just... text people."

"Letters tend to have more meaning behind them." Damien replied without missing a beat. "The first letter I wrote you... holds a special place in my heart. Just as you do, Mason." He added on, a soft smile on his lips.

It was now Mason's turn to start blushing, as he turned his attention back to cleaning up Damien's finger. He had to admit that he always loved it when Damien wrote him a letter, despite the two of them living so close to each other. He had saved each one of said letters so far, but the first one was by far his favourite one. When he had received it, he remembered his heart fluttering in his chest. He still read over it occasionally. It was how everything had started. The two of them becoming a couple. He finished wrapping a black band-aid around his Goth Prince, before he brought it up to his lips to press a small kiss to it. "I love you, Damien." He whispered in a soft tone.

This time, Damien hesitated. It was the first time either of them had said I love you to each other. A smile was still on his lips as he took his hand out of Mason's hold to caress both of his cheeks. He brought the other closer, letting their foreheads rest together. "I love you too." He breathed out, before he closed the gap between their lips in a soft, tender kiss.

Getting that paper cut was totally worth it.

**I hope you enjoyed this small little, fluffy fic! :D I plan on writing a lot more Damien related Dream Daddy fanfictions. Maybe some Robert, Hugo, and Craig too. (: **

**Buh-bye for now!**