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summary- rafe and y/n's daughter having a daddy and daughters day
pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader
warnings: none, fluff
daddy and daughter day became a sort of tradition for the starkey family.
at least once a month rafe and daisy had a little bonding time, just the two of them because your husband insisted on teaching her things he used to do as a child, like fishing.
your four year old loved fishing but what she loved more was watching her daddy successfully catch one and let her hold it before letting it go.
since it became a frequent occurrence, rafe bought her a cute little pink fish rod that your baby didn't really use but absolutely adored.
she always carried it around during their daddy daughter bonding time because wanna look like daddy, she insisted.
when they didn't go fishing rafe would bring her to the local toy store because he affirmed that toys were never enough for his little angel and he would get home full of bags on one hand and holding a melted ice cream on the other, because daisy absolutely refused to throw away food but at the same time never finished eating them.
rafe ended up eating the leftovers anyways.
even though he would never admit it out loud, he actually loved tea time with daisy. your daughter had a full set of tea cups that ward got for her, last christmas and she played with them all the time. she would make rafe sit on those tiny children chairs, unaware that her dad was too big to fit and rafe would discreetly trade it with a larger chair when she was distracted, careful not to be caught.
rafe also started to bring daisy to your town's library since she caught an interest in reading books, or rather, making her daddy read the same two books on repeat, but rafe never complained.
he loved to see her reactions when he told her about how the prince defeated the bad dragon to save the princess, even though she heard that story hundred of times.
he ended up buying the book and all the others from the same author.
the few times they decided to stay at home for their bonding time, he let your daughter have more sweets than she was allowed, taking advantage that you were out, also sneaking some in her tiny pockets for later when you got home.
"this is the last one okay, love?" but always ended up giving her five more candies.
usually during these special daddy and daisy days, as your baby liked to call them, you would come home to them laying down on the couch, daisy sleeping on rafe's chest while holding duckie, her stuffed toy and the tv showing bluey.
rafe would have his hair tied in multiple pigtails with a hairclip here and there and even if he was tired out he would wait for you to get home, not wanting you to feel lonely.
"hey, sweet girl." he got up, careful not to wake up your baby, welcoming you in his strong arms. "had a good time with the girls?"
you mumbled a soft yes, face planted in his chest.
you enjoyed having some time alone but nothing could beat the feeling of coming home to rafe and your baby.
