Fall Down. (e.d.) (BLURB)
Summary: Noelle had a bit of an accident and her Daddy is there to fix it.
WARNINGS: none besides bad writing
Just a lil blurb so no one forgets about me lmao i’m debating on making this a full fic but idk yet (this is MAD short sorry)
Admittedly, Ethan didn’t go to inspect what fell when it did, because his little girl drops everything she puts in her little caramel arms. Toys, books, shoes–everything happens with a fall on the floor first. So when he heard the abnormal shriek of his little girl following the fall, that’s when he sprinted down the hallway.
He pushed the door open and found her cradling her foot as she rocked on the floor. Tears streamed down her chubby cheeks while the four-year-old sobbed and sobbed. He sat down next to her and pulled her into his lap. “What happened, sweetie?”
“I w-wanted a b-book, a-a-and I d-dropped it o-on m-me!” She sniffled, choking on her words. “D-Daddy it h-hurts!”
He gently moved her hand away from her injured foot. “Lemme see.” He mumbled. He noticed a bit of swelling but was massively relieved when he didn’t see any blood.
Because blood means the hospital.
The hospital means that Ethan would have to tell his wife.
And what she doesn’t know won’t kill her, right?
“Daddy, do we go to the doctor?” She asked, laying against his chest.
“Mm.” He hummed. “I don’t think so. You’re not bleeding so I don’t think we’ll need to. Why?”
Her brown eyes peered into his. “My foot has a heartbeat.” She replied in concern.
He chuckled. “I think that’s normal.”
“How about we get some ice for that foot and some cookie dough? Would you like that?”
“Yes!” She grinned, almost completely forgetting about her foot’s heartbeat.
He held her in his muscular arms bridal style and carried her out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. “You have to promise me something, though, Ellie.” He said on their short journey.
“You can’t tell Mommy, alright?”