Demons

Do You Mind? I Need A Forever Nap.

Warning:
Slight daddy kink. That's it.

Y/N POV

Grocery shopping was.. interesting. Frank was like a hyperactive manchild that could kill you with the flick of a wrist. It was kind of hot.

"You know I can hear what you're thinking, and I'm flattered." I blushed heavily. "Awww, she's blushing."

"Shut the fuck up, Frankie." I shook my head as we drove back to my place.

He parked the car in the driveway and I got out, grabbing every bag of groceries we had because, let's be honest, making two trips is too much work.

"Open the door." I threw the keys at Frank.

"You know, I could carry those and you could open it." He said, walking towards me. He tried taking the bags from me, but I ran.

"I'm an independent woman!" I jokingly yelled. Unfortunately, I'm also a very clumsy independent woman. I realized this as I tripped over my own foot, bashing my face off the cement.

"Y/N, fuck, are you okay?!" I heard him yell as he ran over to me.

"I think half of my face is on the ground now." I replied, still face down.

"C'mon, let me help you." He wrapped his arms under my armpits, lifting me up. I felt blood dripping down my cheek.

"How bad does it look?" I mumbled.

"Well, you still look beautiful, so it's not that bad." He smiled. Fucking flirt.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just get the door please."

He quickly unlocked the door and held it open for me. I set down the bags and walked to the bathroom, eyeing up the cuts. I pulled the peroxide and Neosporin out of the medicine cabinet and began cleaning it.

"You know, I could easily fix this. Just like I did with the glass." Frank said from the doorway.

"Please do. I'd rather not have to explain this to people." He chuckled and walked over to me, putting his hand over my wound like he had before. His face was mere inches from mine and I couldn't help but admire his beauty.

I felt the wound heal, but he didn't move. Instead he cupped my cheek with his hand and stared back.

"You really are beautiful." He whispered. I thought he was going to kiss me, but then he backed away with a smirk on his face.

"Asshole." I mumbled. I followed him out of the bathroom and began putting the groceries away. Unfortunately, the eggs were all cracked. Luckily, they were in their own bag.

After I finished, I flopped onto my couch and closed my eyes. Until I felt incessant poking on my back.

"Pssssst. Y/N. PSSSSSSSSSSSTTTT." He grew louder.

"Do you mind? I need a forever nap." I rolled my eyes as I turned over, looking at him.

"One, no forever naps. That's bad. Two, I'm bored and if you sleep I'll be even more bored." He pouted.

"Then sleep with me, idiot."

I knew I should've worded that better when he started wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"Not that way." I rolled my eyes again.

"If you continue rolling your eyes like that, they'll get stuck!" He said in the fake at dad voice I've ever heard.

"Yes, dad, I know." I watched him blush at the word dad. "Ooooo look who's blushing now!" I sat up and poked his belly.

He crouched down, his face close to mine again. His eyes seemed to darken a little as a smirk rose to his face.

"That's daddy to you, babe."