(i cant stop writing daddy kink abbot)
"dr abbot, your wife is calling for you."
jack abbot can't stop the way his brows are furrowing. he doesn't have a wife, but he does have someone he hopes to someday make his wife.
you. the realisation dawns on him like that.
its probably something simple. you miss him or something. he's rarely on the day shift and he knows how much it disrupts your routine when he's not there.
you need to speak to your daddy, thats it.
"thanks, princess, ill go call her."
he disappears to the ambulance bay in an odd moment of serenity in the ED. his wife. thats what you've said on the phone. a secret wish that belonged to the ring stuffed in his underwear drawer that you've just exposed to the world.
jack stands out in the ambulance bay, staring at robby's stupid motorbike. he pulled his phone from his pocket and clicks on your contact.
you pick up immediately. "jack!" you shriek and he's immediately worried.
"what is it, sweetheart?"
"I can't get out of the-" you scream again. "there's a spider!"
and jack pauses. he doesn't want to laugh, but its so hard to keep a straight face. he clears his throat, as if that'll help him compose himself. "where's the spider, sweetheart?"
"it's in the doorway!" you scream again. "daddy im scared."
and he can hear the genuine fear in your voice. this isn't silly to you. its a small spider, and you're terrified.
"okay baby, listen to me," he says and sits on the wall, bracing his hand on his knee. "you know the cup our toothbrushes are in?" he asks. there's silence and jack can only assume you've nodded. "dump our toothbrushes put and put the cup over the spider."
there's a little bit of commotion, your toothbrushes hitting the counter. but then, jack hears nothing. "i can't, daddy," you say and jack thinks you’re gonna start crying again.
"you can baby. just put it down carefully and it'll keep the spider contained until I get home."
your voice breaks and jack feels his heart breaking with it. his sweet girl, you should never feel this scared.
"soon, baby," he answers as Dana joins him, cigarette in hand. she side eyes him, but jack keeps going. "put the cup on, step over it and go hide in the bedroom."
you sniffle. "can you stay on the line while I do it?"
"of course, baby," he says and hears you exhale. "just gotta be quick, okay?"
you give a quiet okay. Jack stays on the line with you while you put the glass over the spider. he tells you he's proud of you when you cheer and step over it.
"I gotta get back to work, baby," he says. "ill be home soon. love you."
"love you," you say back and end the call.
Dana looks at him, eyebrows raised. her way of asking what that was all about.
"my wife is scared of spiders," jack says and heads back inside.
