Various X Reader (REQUESTS OPEN)

Sherlock- John Watson X Daughter!Reader [3]

Title: Pinky Promise
Warnings (lol not really): Fluff
Prompt: The comfort of your father was the only thing you needed in the early hours of the morning.
Spoilers: None
Requested by @sherlockian221c
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"Come on my fabulous ballet dancer, let's get you to bed before mummy comes home." Your blonde haired father scooped you up from behind and cradled you in his arms. Your five year old self giggled happily, a small yawn following.
"But I'm not tired!" Rubbing your eyes excessively, your father walked through your open door quickly when you were caught unawares.

You always needed your door closed. Your imagination always soared, although sometimes not in a positive way. If your door was closed, then nothing could get in when no one was watching.

The soothing green in your room played an important part in getting you to sleep. Your walls and bedsheets were green but your dresser and wardrobe were brown. Your father, John, gently placed you under the covers, pulling them up to your shoulders. "Goodnight, pumpkin." he kissed your forehead lovingly before standing up again. He strode over to the door and raised his hand to turn off the light when you called him.
"Daddy! The clothes room doors is open!"

John looked to the wardrobe, spotting one of the doors half open. "Well, now. We can't have that!" With a soft click, the doors were closed. He made sure to give you another comforting kiss. "See you in the morning."

It was incredibly early in the morning by the time all the Watsons were fast asleep. John loosely had his arm around Mary, who cozily snuggled into his side. It was incredibly dark throughout the house.

As John was a light sleeper, he easily awakened when a noise fell upon his ears. In his sleepy state, it took a minute for him to realise that it was the sound of crying. Once he realised that it was you, he got up, scratching the back of his neck. He draped the duvet over Mary in a sudden rush as you became more distressed. Grabbing a small spray bottle from his bedside table, he set off down the hallway towards your room.

A click of the door bounced off the walls, causing your head to whip around. A shadowed figure poked his head around the door, and for a moment you didn't recognise them at all. It was only when they flicked the switch which turned on your dim fairy lights that you could finally see his face. "What's the matter, pumpkin?" Your dad's quiet voice calmed you slightly. Placing the object which you saw in his hand on your chest of drawers beside your bed, he sat beside you and brought you into his lap.

"I heard something." You snuggled into your father's side.
"What was it you heard?" He asked.
"A growling noise."
"Well, the only solution is to whip out the monster spray, then, which I luckily brought along with me!" He smiled comfortingly down at you.

As a wild guess, John assumed that the neighbours were walking their dog; an aggressive Rottweiler. At least they tried to keep him out of his daughter's way.

You watched as your father grabbed the cylindrical can labelled "Monster Spray" with a picture of Randal, the purple monster from Monster's Inc and cartoon drawings of germs. You really disliked Randal. It was a very good drawing.

He ducked under your bed and pressed down on the trigger, a comforting scent seeping into the carpet. Next, he opened your chest of drawers, spraying each one. After that, it was a quick all-over in the wardrobe before sitting beside you once again.
"There. Now nothing can get you."
"Pwomise?" You drawled lazily.
"Pinky promise. And you know I never break my pinky promises." He held out his pinky finger, and you wrapped your own around it.

There was a small pause.

"... can I sleep with you and mummy? Wike a sweepover?" You reached out for your father's neck. He chuckled admirably.
"That's one of the best ideas I've ever heard!" With a voice of such excitement, he bundled you into his arms and carried you out of your room. Even though you were half asleep, you still managed to grab the monster spray and shut the door behind you.

John entered his and Mary's room with his daughter cradled in his arms.
"Is everything okay?" The noise in the bedroom woke up Mary, who sat up straight in bed, alert.
"Yeah. Sorry for waking you, but this munchkin was feeling a bit lonely, so she suggested a sleepover!" He grabbed the spray of air freshener and placed it on his bedside table.

Mary moved over and took you from John's arms so he could climb under the covers. You instinctively snuggled into the warmth that were your parents.

Needless to say, your father had kept his promise and you had nothing more to be afraid of for the rest of the night.

END

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Sorry it was quite short but I decided to get this done for you @sherlockian221c. It seems unfair that I've been giving you little to no activity so I'm cleaning out my drafts. @Black1967chevimpala not to worry I WILL get round to yours! I'm too tired to edit this so if you guys could point out any mistakes that would be great.
That's all.

Stay Strong Guys,
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