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Always Daddy’s Girl

Request: hi I was wondering if you could write a Maverick x daughter reader please??

like she is at some party and she doesn’t feel safe so she calls Mav and wants him to come and pick her up but she is worried about looking like a whimp in front of her friends. Then Mav like tells her to come out the back and he will be down the block but then when she gets in the car she breaks down because she feels bad and Mav explains to her that she never has to apologize for not feeling safe and that he will always come and get her. Then he asks her what happened at the party(you can choose what happens) and he spends the rest of the night comforting her and just being the worlds best dad.

Pairings: Maverick x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, underage drinking (not the reader), attempted sexual assault

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A/N: Goose is going to be alive in this fic.

It was Friday the last bell just rang singling at the end of the school day. Everyone was leaving some were going to their busses, some to their cars, and some too were starting to walk home. You opted to walk home, as you did every day after school since you didn't live that far away from the school. You and your dad lived close to the base but didn't live on it, his choice. Your walking buddies were Chloe Shaw and Bradley Bradshaw, but Bradley had been sick for a few days with the flu going around. You guys usually talked about nothing in particular but one topic came up, a party that none other than senior Tyler Avery.

Tyler Avery was the most popular senior at Miramar High School. Always throwing parties, anybody was invited, and the star baseball player. Every girl has a crush on him. But can be a jerk, a manwhore, and a womanizer. He had ocean-blue eyes and perfectly styled dirty blonde hair, every high school girls dream guy at Miramar High.

Chloe Shaw is your best friend and has been since elementary school. Her parents moved to Miramar due to her dad getting orders that ordered them to pack up and move. You both play softball together.

"Tyler is throwing a party tomorrow night are you coming? Chloe asked "We don’t have practice or games. Also, Tyler said that his parents are gonna be there." Chloe continued you trusted her and she wouldn't lie to you, right?

"I'll definitely be there!" You exclaimed not wanting to disappoint your friend. You were excited to have a weekend off with nothing to do. You both continued to walk and talk until we arrived at her house "I'll see you tomorrow night." You told her and hugged her.

"We're going to have so much fun!" She exclaimed, "I'll text you the details later!" She said and walked into her house.

You finally arrived home 5 minutes later and saw your dad's bike and Jeep in the driveway. Which was unusual for him since he usually got off at 5 PM, but it was only 4:10 PM. You walked into the house and saw him sitting at the kitchen table working on some paperwork. You kicked my shoes off and set your bag down.

"Hey, Dad." I said to him and he turned around and smiled he got up, walked over to me and hugged me.

"Hey, Sweetheart." He said and kissed the hairline of your head "How was your day?" He asked as he was letting go of you and going into the kitchen where you followed him. He leaned up against the counter while you went to the fridge to get something to drink. After getting it you turned around leaning on the fridge.

"It was good. Pretty long and boring. My Math teacher was a jerk and gave us a lot of homework due Monday and then a quiz due next Friday." you said exhausted. "What are you doing home early?" You asked him truly curious.

"Goose and my jet had some malfunctions so it's at the mechanics. They let us go home early." he told you and you just nodded. You were nervous to ask to go the party, you even hated to ask and him being your dad could tell something was up. "What's going on in that head of yours?" he asked you. You must've spaced out.

"I-There-" you didn't finish too afraid to ask. Even though it doesn't hurt to ask the worst he can do is say no.

"Talk to me. You can tell me anything." he told you getting a little concerned. You sigh now or never.

"There is a party tomorrow night at Tyler Avery's place, he's a senior. Before you say anything his parents are going to be there, so it's going to be supervised." You rushed the last part seeing his face and knowing what he was going to say. It was silent for a minute or so.

"If his parents are going to be there then you can go. I trust you." He told you and you let a breath you didn't know was being held. You went and hugged him thanking him profusely and he just laughed. "You're welcome, Sweetheart." He kissed the top of your head. You let go of him and stepped back.

"How's Bradley doing?" You asked your dad worried about your best friend.

"Goose says he's doing better than when he first got sick but should be better and back at school Monday." He said and you nodded satisfied that your best friend was going to be ok.

"Good! I miss him! I got some homework to do so I'll be in my room." You told him.

"Ok, Sweetheart. I'll call you when dinner is ready." He said as you got your back and headed upstairs. Once up there you went to your desk sat down and started pulling out what you needed. A few minutes into doing your work your phone dings signaling a text from Chloe telling you the details of the party and where it's going to be and that you'll meet up with her at her house.

An hour later your dad calls you down for supper. You get up and head down that way and once there you get your plate and start getting your supper, during supper your dad and you don't talk about anything important. Dinner is finished and is cleaned up and you both watch a little bit of TV and cuddle on the couch having some father, daughter bonding time until it's time for bed.

Saturday rolls around and you're up pretty early, usually sleeping in until about 11 AM but for some reason, you're up at 10 AM. You're just waking up when the smell of bacon and pancakes hits your nose and you slowly get out and walk downstairs to find your dad at the stove making breakfast.

"Smells delicious." You say to him and it startled him but he laughs it off.

"Wasn't expecting you to be up this early." He told you with a chuckle.

"Couldn't sleep very well." You replied honestly. You didn't know if it was because of the party or what but something wasn't right. Your dad just nods his head and grabs a plate for you and him and you both start making them. Breakfast is eaten in comfortable silence.

Nothing productive was done during the day. It was mostly spent lounging around the house and working on some stuff with your dad. Bradley was still sick so you couldn't hang out with him. You were still nervous about this party that you were going to for some reason. Were Tyler's parents going to be there or was Chloe lying to you because she wanted you to go?

Saturday night rolled around you said goodbye to your dad and promised that you would be safe. You had agreed to meet her at her house at 9 PM so you guys could walk over to the party that wasn't too far from the house or base. After arriving at her house and greeting her parents you both were off to the party.

Once you arrived at the party it was already in full swing. So far no adult was in sight and there looked to be alcohol everywhere. You pulled Chloe to the side.

"I thought you said that his parents were going to be here!" You exclaimed to her over the loud music and she just laughed.

"If I told you that they weren't going to be here would have come?" She asked over the music.

"No, and you know that!" You replied to her. It was true you didn't like to be at parties without an adult or Bradley and neither were here at the moment. You decided to just try and have fun and call your dad if things got out of hand.

It was an hour into the party and people were starting to get a little bit wilder, yup there was definitely alcohol here and in the punch. You stuck with the water bottle that you got out of the fridge and you were staying in the back out of the way just because the party was getting out of hand. Then Tyler Avery comes up to you and starts talking to you.

"How are you liking the party?" He asked you being all sweet and kind of getting close.

"It's good and fun." You told him starting to get uncomfortable. He was getting closer to you.

"Why don't we take this upstairs." He said as he was practically caging you in and you can smell the alcohol on his breath.

"I don't think that's a good idea." You told him trying to push him off. The water bottle was forgotten, it had fallen to the ground at some point.

He ignored you and started to try and kiss you but you turned your head away and he took that as a win and started kissing your face. You were stiff as a board and not giving in. You started to cry begging him to stop.

Then you start to feel his hand start to wonder first, it was on your neck and then it slowly went down to your chest then slowly went down further, and that's when you drew the line. You brought your knee up to his groin and he doubled over in pain and that's when you took your exit. You found Chloe by the punch bowl and with other people around and told her you wanted to go home.

"Chloe!" You yelled at her and got her attention she turned to you and you could see that she had been drinking and could smell it. The others left. You tried to tell her what happened.

"Well that's great! He likes you!" She yelled while slurring her words. "I wish he would make out with me!" She yelled

"I'm thinking of going home." You told her and she scoffed.

"If you go home now you're just a wimp." She said and stumbled away to a group. You didn't want to look like a wimp so you dropped it but you knew you couldn't stay there so you went outside in the backyard and called the only family member you trusted, your dad. You pulled out your phone and dialed his number he picked up on the first ring.

"Hey, Sweetheart." He started. You just started to bawl. "Sweetheart are you ok?" He asked getting worried.

"No, I want to go home but don't want to look like a wimp by having my dad pick me up." You said crying and he sighed.

"Ok, Sweetheart. I'll meet you a block away. Want me to stay on the phone with you?" He asked.

"Yes." You shortly replied. You started walking that way. You stayed on the phone with him until you saw his Jeep and got in.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked you.

"Yes, but I want to be home first." You told him and he nodded his head. The ride to your house was silent and finally what seemed like forever you arrived home. He parked and you both got out and headed into the house to the couch.

"Ok, we're home. What happened?" He asked you. You started to tell him trying not to cry even more so you could get through it.

"Chloe told me about the party when we were walking home Friday and she told me that Tyler's parents were going to be there." You started "She knows I won't go to parties unless it's supervised." Tears started to slowly fall. Your dad pulled you into his arms and you leaned into him. "We got there and everything was going smoothly until an hour into it and everyone started to get louder and then I saw the half-empty alcohol bottles and I could smell alcohol coming from the punch bowl." You sniffled and felt your dad rub your back. "I was drinking water and staying in the back then Tyler came up to me," I said and started to chock up. "I could smell he had been drinking and he pushed me into the wall while I was trying to get away and begging him to stop. He started to try and kiss me and I turned my head away and he started kissing my face." I said almost full-on sobbing and heavy breathing not wanting to relive the next part "His hand started to wonder it started at my neck and then went lower to my chest and then even lower but before he got there, I kneed him in the crotch and he doubled over and I got away. I told Chloe what happened and she basically said I should be lucky and that it meant he was into me and that she wished he would've made out with her." I was crying and your dad pulled you closer to him and was making an enraged face that you couldn't see. "I told her that I was thinking of going home and she said that I would be a wimp if I went home now. That's when I went out into the backyard and called you. I didn't want to be there a second longer." You finished. Your tears had soaked a wet spot into his sweatshirt but he didn't care.

"Oh, Sweetheart. You did the right thing in both situations and you're never a wimp for calling your father." He told you and you knew he was telling the truth. "You can always come to me, call me, or talk to me when you feel uncomfortable. You know why?" He asked.

"No, why?" You asked sitting up and looking at him as he wiped your eyes.

"Because you will always be daddy's girl." He told you with a smile and you just dove into him with a hug.

"I love you, Dad." You said

"I love you too, Sweetheart." He replied and kissed your head.

The rest of the night you spent with your dad watching TV until you both fell asleep together on the couch.

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No Matter What

If He Wanted To He Would

Thank You

Never Enough

You Are Enough

Dagger Squad Christmas

As Long As We Have Each Other

Three Loves

No Romeo

Who Hurt You

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