Authoritative (Peterick)

Day 27 (Monday)

"Wake up!" I felt little hands shake me. "Daddy brought his guitar from grandma's!" Emily said.

I chuckled. "I know."

"Did you see it!? Its so cool!"

"Very." I said.

She got up and ran over to where the guitar was next to my basses on its stand. She started strumming on it.

I quickly stood and picked her up, "No, no, no." I said. "That's daddy's."

"Yeah."

"Don't play with it. Its not a toy." I said.

She nodded. "Okay. Can I learn how to play it?" She asked.

"That's up to daddy... I can teach you how to play bass."

She nodded, "YES!"

I picked up my cherry red and black bass and carried it and Emily downstairs.

I sat on the couch and she sat on my lap. I pulled the bass onto her lap and held it so it wasn't too heavy for her.
(I don't play bass yet... so idk a lot of things about it.)

After a little while, I let her try a tune.

Her arms were too short, so she would lean over, make the chord and then lean back over and strum the strings.

I laughed.

She turned and looked at me, scrunching her nose.

I smiled down at her.

"How can you reach but I can't?" She asked.

"My arms are longer." I said.

She crossed her arms over her chest and sat back against my chest.

I laughed.

"Stop laughing at me!" She snapped, turning to look at me.

I chuckled and kissed her nose. "You're just so cute!"

She giggled.

I set the bass on the side of the couch and hugged her tightly.

She smiled and hugged me back. "I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, baby." I kissed the top of her head and smiled.

"Lets go wake daddy up!" She cried.

I laughed as she jumped off my lap and ran up the stairs.

I ran after her and ended up running in front of her, so I jumped on top of Patrick.

He cried out in shock before I kissed him.

I felt his lips turn up in a smile against my lips.

I smiled back. "Hey." I said, pulling away.

He giggled, "Hey... that's one way to wake up in the morning."

I smiled a big toothy smile at him before pecking his lips.

"Where's Emily?" He asked.

I looked over my shoulder at where Emily stood in the door way covering her eyes and giggling.

"Get up here, goof!" I laughed.

She ran and jumped up onto the bed.

I kissed Patrick again.

"Ewww!" Emily squealed and giggled before crawling in between us and hugging me tightly, hiding her face in my chest.

I laughed, and then thought of something funny. "Imma call you Honey-Booboo Child!"

Patrick glared at me. "Do not call our daughter Honey-Booboo Child!"

I laughed again and stood. "Come along, Honey-Booboo Child!" I skipped out of our room with Emily in tow.

"Daddy, I don't wanna be called Honey-Booboo Child!" She stamped her foot.

I chuckled.

-Two.Hours.Later-

I was lying on the couch with Emily asleep on my chest.

Patrick walked down the stairs from where he was taking a shower, dressed in a black t-shirt and fading grey skinny jeans. He looked at me and smiled before walking into the kitchen and returning with a glass if water.

I moved my legs Patrick could sit.

He sat down with his back against my legs and started playing on his phone.

I sat up, carefully holding Emily so she didn't fall and/or wake up. "Whatcha doing?" I asked, leaning over slightly to kiss his cheek.

He smiled, "Playing a game." He said.

I brushed my fingers through his hair and pulled my legs under me so I was sitting cross legged. I moved Emily so she was lying in one of my arms. I gazed over Patrick's shoulder. "What game?" I asked.

He laughed and turned to face me. "I have no clue. Do you wanna play?"

I shook my head. "I'll watch."

He nodded and continued to play the game.

After a little while of watching Patrick play whatever he was playing, I stood up and held Emily on my hip. "I'm going to go put her in her bed."

Patrick nodded. "Okay."

I walked upstairs, carefully setting Emily in her bed and then walked back downstairs.

"If only it was this easy to get her in bed when it's her bed time." Patrick said.

I sat down next to him and put an arm around him, playing with his hair. "We did get pretty lucky. She's not so bad." I said.

He shrugged. "Yeah... you're right." He smiled.

I kissed his cheek.

He turned his head and kissed me properly.

-Eight.O'clock-

"Shit! I gotta get to bed! I start work tomorrow at five!" I cried.

Patrick nodded. "Okay..."

I kissed him passionately. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Night."

"Night." He said.

Emily walked out from the kitchen. "Daddy, I'm hungry!" She whined.

Patrick chuckled as he stood. "Lets go get you something to eat, then."

I walked off to bed and went to sleep.