Jimmy x Reader | south park x reader fanfiction |

Chapter 14 - It's just us

(Warning: this chapter might contain some more serious things)

I cried in his shoulder while he held me in his arms, reminding me of old times... It had been years ever since I hugged my dad... It was weirdly comforting and nice. For some moments I forgot all my problems and enjoyed that hug. But when I went back to my thoughts I pushed away, cleaning my tears with my sleeve.

"Y/n, what's wrong, please talk to me"

I sighed and looked down, avoiding looking at his pitiful eyes.

"What do you think?"

"Please, I'm just trying to help"

"This is all your fault you know?" I said giving up on trying to be polite or civil. "If it wasn't for your stupid ways to control my life!"

He sighed and sat on my bed while massaging eyes with a annoyed expression

"Is this about the boy?"

"NO DAD! IT'S ABOUT EVERYTHING!" I snapped. "HOW EVER SINCE HE DIED YOU JUST KEEP ON BEING AN ASSHOLE!"

I immediatly felt a wave of remorse and closed my eyes expecting an insult or even a slap. But when I opened my eyes I just saw him paralized, tears falling.

"D-dad... I'm sorry I- I didn't-"

"Don't talk that way about your brother"

...

"Sorry" I sighed "but..."

"BUT?!"

I hid my face behind my arms with horror, shaking. He noticed my terrified expression and sighed.

"Look, Y/n. Your brother has nothing to do with this"

"Yes he does!" I said between voice cracks, showing how scared I was. "Can't you just admit that the reason you don't want me to be with Jimmy is because he's crippl-"

"Don't say that! I would never!"

"Dad! It's literally the reason you didn't want to take me to the special olympics, or why you roll your eyes when you see handicapped kids, or how you stopped donating to charity 'out of nowhere'!"

He didn't reply. The room was full with our quiet sobs and occasionally sniffs. I knew I went too far, I knew it so well. But I just had this bottled up inside and I needee to talk to him about it. I felt terrified of what he could do...

"Don't talk that way about my son..."

"AND I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!"

...

"I-" His voice failed him.

"I know he's gone and I do miss him, but can't you just let me be happy?"

He sighed deeply.
"Y/n, I'm sorry. I worry too much... I didn't want to admit but when he left I changed so much... I'm so sorry, truly, for everything." I looked up to my sad dad's face with tears of despair and emptiness falling down his cheeks. "I just wish I could bring him back"

He came down from the bed and placed his hands on my shoulders looking deep in my eyes.
"Help me rebuild this family. I don't want this broken relationship between us two, I want you my beautiful daughter, I want to protect you and be a good father. I want to give you happiness and be there for you...."

At this point I was crying the most I had ever cried. I just felt so satisfied. This was finally happening ... I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. I hugged him tightly, showing him that I agreed.

"Remember his hugs?"

"Yeah" I replied with a sad smile. "They were the best"

We both went downstairs and sat down at the couch. We spent the rest of our free time remembering good times, talking about nostalgic moments and depressing memories. For more that I hated to talk about my brother, it was very healing and good to vent about it with my dad. It had been years since we talked seriously to each other.

Some hours passed and we were both in the kicthen, my dad cooking dinner, making some jokes and now remembering the funny old things from my childhood. That's when he just said it

"Hey, by the way. I'm sorry, you can date the boy if you want. If he makes you happy then.... Please, go ahead."

"Dad, thank you so m-"

"BUT IF HE HURTS YOU! I WILL BREAK HIS LEGS!"

"I-" I wanted to shout at him but I couldn't help but chuckle a little with the pun.

Everything felt so peaceful. The storm had passed and now I could relax and look at the light sky, giving me hope for a better future. I knew this wasn't just about Jimmy, this was a problem that had finally been resolved, and now I could live my life normally.

As I was getting ready to go to bed I just couldn't stop thinking about how to tell Jimmy how we could date again! And then I remembered.... Was he dating Heidi? Did that really happen? Were they really a thing? Fuck... I needed to ask him. But not be too serious or he might think I was protective or jealous. I decided that I had enough for today and that I needed to rest so I jumped into my fluffly pijama pants and covered myself with every single blanket next to me. My dad came and kissed me goodnight, something that he only did when I was 10, giving me a satisfied smile as I slowly fell into a peaceful sleep.

I woke up at 6 am with a knock at my door. I brushed my messy hair aside and sat up with tired eyes.

"Yeahhh?" I asked with my zombie voice from waking up.

The door slowly opens a familiar face appears with an unusual smile "G-good morning h-honey" my dad said very embarrassed.

"Dad, it's-" I checked my phone quickly and gasped "6 AM?!"

"Sorry, I'm trying to start being an acitve good father... I thought waking you up would be a nice thing"

"But I still had 1 hour to sleep, jesus, thanks you f-" I was about to say when I remembered how he was trying his best, so I needed to try my best to be nice and polite. "It's okay. Can you wake me up in one hour?"

"Sure thing h-honey" he would always stutter when calling me honey or sweetie, and I couldn't help but cringe a little by how new all of this was.

An hour passed by in a blink of an eye and there he was knocking at my door again. I hid my face under the covers and shouted
"Come iiiin"

He entered the room and noticed how long it had been since he had time to look around my room and see all the details. He walked past all my clothes on the floor and opened the curtains and leaving my room exposed to the blinding light of the morning sun.

"Uuuuuuugh"

"Get up Y/n, you don't want to be late to school"

"Dad, I know how to live my life thanks"

"WATCH IT! I-" he breathed in deeply "Being nice too wouldn't hurt"

"Yeah, sorry..."

I got up and after some dificult 7 minutes of dressing in the cold I went downstairs and was greeted by a plate with one toast and a glass of milk.

"Ahah, thanks dad" I said faking the best smile I could. I wasn't a kid. I ate actual food in the morning and not this.

I left for school after giving a really awkward goodbye kiss to my dad. I was excited and scared to talk to Jimmy...