A/N: Just a fun short fic I wrote about Daddy Drake for a Drake x MC prompt on Tumblr!
“Daddy, can I ask you a question?”
Drake set down the documents he was reviewing to look down at his 6-year-old daughter. She had a funny focused look in her eyes and her brow was furrowed, just like her mother looked when she was concentrating very hard. He ruffled her wavy brown hair and smiled.
“Sure sweetheart. What is it?”
“How do you make a baby? Marie at school said her parents made her brother with sex. What’s sex? Is that where babies come from?”
Drake felt his cheeks flush a fierce shade of scarlet. He stared blankly at his daughter unsure how to answer.
“Well, sweetheart… that’s an uh… hard question. I think maybe mommy should answer.” Drake glanced over at Jaclyn with pleading eyes, hoping she would save him from this impossibly awkward topic.
Ever since he and Jaclyn had shared the news that Chloé would soon have a little sister she was endlessly fascinated with mommy’s tummy and carried around her baby dolls everywhere she went. He knew this question was coming sooner or later, he just wasn’t prepared that his kindergartener was dropping the word sex into the conversation. He figured he had a good 10 years before he would have to broach the topic of the birds and the bees.
Chloé turned her head to face her mom who was clearly stifling laughter at Drake’s discomfort. “Daddy can explain it the best, Chloé. Go ahead Drake, tell her where babies come from.”
Drake scowled at Jaclyn and she let out a loud snort. She would definitely be paying for this later. Chloé looked at him expectantly.
“Well, daddy?”
“Uh… well uh… you see Chloé, when two people love each other very much they uh… they have sex and uh… that makes a baby.”
“But what’s sex, Daddy? I love James at school. Does that mean we can make a baby? I want one just like mommy!”
“No sweetie, you can’t make a baby with James.” Drake felt himself sweating.
“But we love each other. He told me so at recess.”
“Only adults can make babies.”
“Can only adults sex? I still don’t understand how babies are made.” Chloé huffed. Clearly she wasn’t going to let him skirt around this. She was too stubborn like he was.
“Yes, sex is only for adults Chloé. Mommy, feel free to jump in anytime!”
“You’re doing great, Daddy! Go on.” Jaclyn snickered. She was enjoying this far too much.
“Fine.” Drake grumbled. “You see Chloé, sex is like a special hug between two adults who love each other very much. Women have eggs inside them, and men have special fertilizer inside them that they give to the woman during sex that fertilizes the woman’s egg and it grows into a baby over 9 months.”
“Daddy, do I have special eggs inside me? When am I an adult? I want to make a baby too. I’m already 6! I’m so big!”
“Good God…” Drake muttered under his breath.
“Alright, that’s enough questions for one night!” Jaclyn interrupted.
“But mommy!” She protested, stamping her foot on the floor.
“Chloé,” Jaclyn warned. “No temper tantrums. Now go brush your teeth.”
“Fiiiiine.” She whined before running off toward the bathroom.
“You’re welcome for saving you from impending doom.” Jaclyn let out a hearty laugh. Drake glared at her.
“I didn’t think we would have to talk with her so early about sex. What happened to saying babies come from cabbage patches? She’s only six. Why does she already have a boy she loves at school? She’s growing up way too fast.”
“Oh lighten up, Walker!” She jabbed his shoulder playfully, noting the small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
“When she’s in bed I’m going to make you pay for making me do that on my own.” Drake smirked and raised his eyebrows suggestively.
“I hope my punishment involves more talking about sex.”
“Oh there’ll be sex, Rowan… but not talking. Just lots of moaning.”