𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

Single Dad!Calum x Preschool Teacher!(Y/n) (Calum Hood Smut)

Summary: (Y/N) is the teacher of Calum's daughter, whom he raises by himself. Upon meeting, they develop a mutual attraction, which grows as they spend time together. (Smut / Unprotected Sex / Oral; Male Receiving / Oral; Female Receiving)
This is an NSFW imagine. If you feel uncomfortable reading stuff like this one, please scroll through the chapters to find something you might like.
I had been working on this since March 2019, (published on August 13, 2019) so I hold it in my heart very dearly. It is almost 26k words long, but it is worth the read.  Show some love in the comments. (Part 2: Single Dad!Calum x Preschool Teacher!(Y/N) Part 2)
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"Joy, why are you still here?" I ask the 4-year old who is standing outside the teachers' lounge.
"Daddy is late." She pouts, shrugging her shoulders.
"I am sorry, bub. Come inside. We will draw while waiting, ok?" I suggest, stretching my hand out for her to take it.
"Can you call my daddy, Ms. (Y/N)?" The toddler asks me as I help her sit on the chair in front of my desk.
"Of course, honey. I'll look for the number, ok?" I type in my password for the computer while Joy takes the yellow marker from the pencil holder in front of her.
I look at the list of students on the file, trying to locate Joy's name; Hood, there it is. Listed, there are only her father's name and phone number, leaving the cell for her mother's info blank. I wonder what has happened with her; sure they might be divorced, but Joy wouldn't be the first child in this class with separated parents, but she would be the first whose mother is not here.

I pick up the phone and dial in her father's number while keeping an eye on Joy. She is already drawing yellow flowers scattered on the paper as the line tries to get through.
"Hello!" The voice on the other end of the line greets me.
"Hi. Is this Mr. Hood?" I ask.
"That would be me; Who am I talking to?"
"My name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and I am Joy's teacher."
"Oh my God, is she ok? I am on my way to pick her up." He sounds worried.
"She is fine. She is with me right now, I just wanted to know if you are going to be late."
"No, no. I am 5 minutes away. I am so sorry I am late."
"It's alright. She will be waiting for you in the teachers' lounge."
"Thank you. I will be there right up. "
"You are welcome, Mr. Hood." I reply before the line goes dead.

"Daddy will be here in a few minutes." I cheer to Joy, who looks at me excitedly.
"Is Duke with him?" She asks, leaving the markers down.
"Who is Duke, honey?" I ask her, taking a seat next to her.
"Our dog. Sometimes daddy picks me up with Duke and we go to the studio and I play with Duke while daddy works..." She explains.
"Oh, in the studio? What does daddy do in the studio?" I ask her.
"He plays music and sings. And sometimes he sits behind a very big thing with many buttons and he presses them, but I am not allowed to press them." She states; her eyes sparkle as she talks about her dad and his job.
"Do you play music, like daddy?" I ask her.
"Daddy tries to show me how to play piano and he says I have a nice voice, like his. Want to hear me?" She asks and I nod.
"Baby shark dododododododo..." She begins singing, moving from side to side on her seat.

"There she is." A male voice sighs. I raise my gaze to see who it is, finding a tall, well-shaped man, with brown curly hair and a plump face that matches Joy.
"Daddy!" Joy cheers, jumping up from the chair she was sitting. She runs to the man, jumping up to hug him.
"Hey, baby. I am sorry I was late." He coos, picking her up.
"It's ok, daddy. Where is Duke?"
"Home, baby. I couldn't bring him today, I am sorry."
"It's ok, daddy." She whispers, leaving a kiss on his nose.
"Let's go get your stuff, princess." He suggests, walking towards me.
"Hello. Thank you for keeping her here." He extends his free hand for me to shake it.
"You are very welcome."
"Was she a good girl?" The question is more aimed towards the little girl in his arms.
"She was great, the greatest actually." I wink at her.
"Ms. (Y/N), can you save the drawing? I want to finish it tomorrow." Joy says, pointing to the paper on my desk.
"I will lock it in my drawer, don't worry." I reply with a smile.