Daddy's Princess (Darkiplier x Reader)

s i x t e e n.

After your fight with Dark you slipped into the bathroom and shut the door behind you to give yourself some distance between the demon on the other side of the door. You took a deep breath and collected your thoughts. You recounted the conversation in your head and realized just how possessive Dark was. He had become so enraged at you when you said you were going out to meet with another guy. You remembered him punching the wall and the fear you felt from it. You didn't want to be afraid of him, though. Although he suffered anger issues, you could still look past it and see the sweet romantic he is. You did not want to anger him by going out, but you knew that if you didn't, Tyler would be suspicious.

After a little while you finally got dressed in the clothes Dark had picked out for you. The gym shorts he had given you were very comfortable around your waist. The t-shirt practically engulfed you, but it gave you the comfort you needed to face today. After brushing the knots out of your hair, you decided to leave the bathroom. When you walked out, Dark was nowhere to be seen. Your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion as you headed to the living area. The light sizzling noise you heard brought you into the kitchen where you saw Dark flipping pancakes. A small smile appeared on your face as you watched him delicately make delicious food. You couldn't be upset at him forever, he was just too charming. Stepping towards his large form, you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder, scaring him.

"I'm sorry," you whispered in his ear before kissing his neck.

"What are you sorry for? I should not have looked at your phone. It's my fault. Sorry for scaring you by punching the wall."

"It's fine, Dark."

"No, it's not. I hate to see you frightened by my outbursts."

"Dark, it's okay. It just means your protective of me and I, uh, kinda like it."

Dark's deep chuckle vibrated his chest. "Okay, Princess. Go have a seat at the table; the pancakes are done."

You kissed his cheek and headed towards the table like you were told. Soon, steaming pancakes were stacked on a plate before you, waiting to be devoured. You licked your lips before swiftly cutting the food and taking large bites.

"This is my way of apologizing for my actions," Dark spoke up after a few moments of eating.

"I gladly accept your apology," you giggled as you took another bite.

After breakfast, you promised Dark you would spend all day cuddling or doing whatever he wished in hopes that he would not be as enraged about you going out tonight. He seemed to see right through your scheme, but still accepted your offer. A large blanket currently engulfed you and Dark as you two watched an awful low-budget film on T.V. Your head rested on Dark's chest as you were craddled against his body. His large chest rumbled as he spoke.

"It's like they aren't even acting! I could do better than that! It's just pathetic," he spat at the actors on the television.

"I know! It's awful!" You groaned and nestled your head onto his chest. He rested his hand on your back and began to rub circles. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and your hands went into his hair. His scent filled your nose as you took a deep breath.

"Comfortable, Princess?" Dark spoke lowly, making his voice deeper than it already is.

"Mhmm," you mumbled into his chest. "Hey, Dark?"

A low growl emitted from his lips and you quickly remembered why. "Oh sorry, Daddy?" You corrected.

"Yes, darling?"

"You aren't mad about me going out tonight, are you?" You asked as you innocently and sweetly looked up into his eyes.

"Of course not, Princess. Like you said, if you didn't go, Tyler would be suspicious."