Veruca woke up, and groaned, her head hurt, and she had a really bad stomach ache. She sat up, and whimpered, she needed Oleg. She stood up, her legs shaking, and tip-toed to her father's room. "Daddy..?" She whispered. Oleg was sleeping peacefully. Veruca wanted him to wake up, wait, no, she needed him to wake up. The pain was getting worse. "D-Daddy!" She sobbed. Oleg jolted awake, and looked at his little girl. "Verushca?" He said, softly. Veruca just cried. "Hey...it's okay.." he whispered, getting out of bed and picking her up. "I feel sick...everything hurts, daddy...I don't like it!" She cried out. Oleg just cradled the small girl, and took her over to his bed, laying down with her. "There there....I know...it's not nice..." he cooed, petting her hair, hoping to soothe her. "Do you need any medicine..?" He asked.
"No..it tastes yucky.." she mumbled into his chest. Oleg chucked. "An' I just wanna stay with you.." she said. Oleg smiled, and kissed her forehead. Veruca giggled and booped his nose. Oleg gave her a confused look, then he laughed softly. "Papa..?" She whispered. "Yes, my little princess?" Oleg replied. "I'm really tired.." she mumbled, nuzzling Oleg's chest. "No wonder, it's three in the morning.." he said. Veruca yawned and curled into oleg's side. "I love you, daddy.." She whispered before falling asleep. "I love you too, veruca.." Oleg said, holding her close.
Hey! This was requested by @loser_007!
