Once every few years your dad goes on a buisness trip for a few weeks, strictly confidential buisness he says- but you don’t care because he always comes back with me stuffies and Toys to keep you quiet about it.

Today is the day he’s set to return, and when you hear the door unlock you’re practically on him, and he kisses your forehead and cheek softly “hey princess, how where you whilst I was away?” He places his bag down and gently rubs your hip, his other hand cupping your jaw tenderly as he looks down at you with so much love in his soft eyes.