Twilight Preferences and Imagines

EdwardxReader Request for @Malfoytwin

This is one of three requests made by the lovely @Malfoytwin, I hope you like it! And like with some of these bulk imagine requests that I get, I will be spreading them out so that you all don't get smashes of chapters with almost the same storyline. And this one will focus on Edward Cullen; the next one will be CaiusxReader with the same storyline like this one. Now, shall we enter the world of the story? We shall!

Oh! Before I forget, Y/D/N=your daughter's name. Now, on with the story!

Edward's POV

I was busy at the piano with Y/D/N on Monday morning while Y/N was out hunting showing her how the C-major scale; Y/N and I adopted her from foster care when she was 9 months old, and have cared for her ever since. Now that she's 3 years old, I treasure every moment with her even more than I did when we first brought her into our home. She was just so adorable, and I am so lucky to have her in my life.

As we played on the piano, she hit a wrong note rather hard with her finger and started giggling. This normally happens when she's bored or wants attention, I have learned, in my time spent with her. I sighed, chuckled, and said, "Alright, sweetie. I think that's enough piano for today."

"Daddy!" Y/D/N whined while I picked her up and put her onto the floor next to me. She stared up at me with her e/c eyes and asked, "What was all that moaning coming from yours and Mommy's bedroom?"

If I was a human, my heard would have stopped at her question. I knew that Y/D/N was perceptive, and I also knew that Y/N and I were quite loud last night when we didn't need to be, but I didn't think that she'd heard us! What the fuck do I do now?! I said, "Well, I think that was one of your aunts eating a delicious meal, honey. Nothing to worry about!"

"But it was coming from yours and Mommy's room, Daddy!" she insisted; damn, this girl's perceptive when she wants to be! Y/D/N stared at me and asked, "Were you hurting Mommy, Daddy? Is that why she was moaning constantly?" When I didn't answer, she asked, "What does 'fuck' mean?" Welp, that one I wasn't prepared for at all. Now, as the humans say, I am so screwed.

Y/N's POV

As I came back in from hunting with Rosalie and Alice, I heard Y/D/N ask Edward, "What does 'fuck' mean?" And I engaged statue mode; I was not expecting my sweet innocent daughter to even know how to say that word! I slowly made my way into the room, saw Y/D/N staring at Edward, and had to resist the urge to laugh out loud at his deer-in-headlights look.

When he saw me snickering in the doorframe, he mouthed, 'Help me! Please, Y/N, save me!' I moved closer as I heard Edward, "Well, honey, Daddy didn't see that coming." He continued to stare at me and mouthed again, 'Woman, get over here and help me before I explode!'

I darted over, looked down at our daughter, and said, "Honey, I think Auntie Alice wants to see you about a new school dress! She's in the library, Y/D/N. Run along!" She didn't move, and I said, "Honey, I have to speak with you. Emmet! I need you!"

The big softie himself ran in at vamp speed, stood in front of Y/D/N, and asked me, "What's wrong? Who do I need to kill?" When he heard a giggle, Emmet turned around and smiled at Y/D/N, who latched herself to his leg. He knelt to her level and asked, "Want to go play ball?"

She nodded and yelled, "Yes! Play ball, play ball, Uncle Emmet!" Before she ran along with Emmet, Y/D/N turned to me and asked, "Are you and Daddy going to come and play with us?" I shook my head, Y/D/N took Emmet's hand, and said, "Come on, Uncle Emmet! Let's go play!"

He smiled, picked her up, and the two of them raced away at the pace that humans could take. I smiled and said, "You know, it was your fault for getting that into her head, darling." Edward stared at me, and I added, "You kept telling me to be louder, so in a way, you had to have known that that was coming from her at some point."

Edward wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he said, "You're quite right, darling, as always. But that still doesn't help the fact that I was not expecting her to ask me that, Y/N, and you know it."

I giggled and said, "I know. And next time, we'll have to be quieter when we go at it so as not to wake her up. Isn't that right, big boy?" He snickered and picked me up bridal style, speeding off to our room to test my theory. And we tested that theory all night long and into the morning, hoping that Y/D/N didn't hear anything we were doing.