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Strawberry Frosting
Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Summary: Waking up from your nap, you found your husband Joe and your daughter, Rosie baking sugar cookies.
Author's Note: Okay, thanks a lot @ceriseheaven for talking about more girldad!Joe . I'm gonna be making more after this. Forgive me I'm still learning how to write fics with kids in it since it's not really my cup of tea most of the time. I hope you enjoy!
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The sound of the mixer whirring in the late afternoon was what woke you up from your nap. You had decided to leave your little girl with your loving husband as you took a nap and relaxed for a while. You have spent your Saturday morning cleaning around the house and catching up on chores that you kept putting off during the week. Now, your back was hurting, you had a throbbing headache, and you needed some peace and quiet even just for an hour. 
Waking up at 4pm and seeing your husband covered in strawberry frosting was the last thing you expected to see. Getting up from your bed and making your way down the stairs, you paused in your tracks when you heard laughter and giggles echoing from the kitchen. You leaned against the doorframe and watched Joe turn the mixer on. 
The kitchen counters were covered in flour, drops of different liquid ingredients and dirty bowls and spoons. Your 3 year old daughter, Rosie, was sitting on the counter top, watching her father try his best to bake her some sugar cookies. It was moments like these that made you want this world to stop and just watch this moment over and over again. 
Rosie had always been a daddy’s girl, and you couldn't honestly blame her for being one. Joe loved to spoil her even before she was born. When you were pregnant, Joe would buy just about anything he could find at the store. 
“Don’t you think she would love this?” He picked up a stuffed pink bear, and you couldn’t help but laugh softly.
“Joe, didn’t you already get her a teddy bear?” 
“Yes, but this one is pink!” Joe argued. 
You couldn’t help but chuckle as Joe shrugged and placed the pink bear in the cart. He didn’t care if he already bought her the same one in a different color. If he thought she would love it, he would get it. 
The moment Rosie was born, you could instantly see her resemblance to Joe. Her big brown eyes and as she grew older, her hair was curly just like her father’s. He was his mini copy as what you would always say. Joe always had been such a good father. Even with his busy schedule, he refused to miss the big moments with you and Rosie. He would drop everything in an instant for the both of you, and you didn’t even know you could love him even more. 
“Mum!” Rosie exclaimed, snapping you out of your thoughts. 
You shifted your eyes at Rosie, who was pointing at you, her shirt and face covered in frosting.
“Hey, darling.” Joe smiled. “You’re awake. Are you feeling better?”
“Yes, thank you.” You grinned happily, making your way towards the kitchen counter.
You watched as Rosie reached her arms towards you. You chuckled softly, grabbing the kitchen towel to wipe her face from all the frosting. You have no idea what they have been doing, but they definitely made a mess in the kitchen.
“Oh my goodness!” You laughed softly, taking Rosie in your arms. “I think someone has been eating too much frosting.”
“We made sugar cookies.” Rosie smiled, pointing at the freshly baked cookies on the tray. 
“I see that. You and Daddy made it from scratch?” 
Rosie nodded her head, her brown curls bouncing. You smiled and shifted your eyes at Joe. He was still playing with the mixer as he tasted the frosting that he was making. He was wearing your floral apron, and you couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of him. He had flour and pink frosting on his beard and cheek. He certainly looked like he had been trying his best to bake cookies for his daughter.
“Do you need help?” You asked, watching Joe sucked the frosting off his finger and made a disapproval expression.
“This is my second batch, and I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.” Joe shook his head, staring at the mixing bowl.
“Let me try.” You walked over to him, placing Rosie on your hip. 
You reached over to the bowl and sucked the frosting off your finger before making a face. 
“That’s so sweet.” You scrunch your face. “How much sugar did you put in this?” 
“It said five cups.”
Your eyes widened, “Five?!”
You walked around Joe and read the recipe in the recipe book and bit your lower lip. You gazed up at Joe and gave him your sympathetic eyes. The poor thing must be that tired because he read the instructions wrong.
“No, it’s five tablespoons of milk.” You said. “It’s three cups of powdered sugar.”
You heard Rosie giggle as Joe knitted his brows and leaned in towards you. He blinked a few times before slapping a palm on his forehead.
“Ohmygod, my eyesight is that bad now? I thought it said five cups!”
You laughed softly, caressing his back softly. You and Joe turned when you both heard Rosie laughed softly. Immediately, Joe raised a brow at her, his fingers poking her small tummy.
“That’s funny to you, yea?” Joe teased, tickling her on her side as Rosie kicked her feet and laughed harder.
You laughed, holding on to Rosie in your arms as she continued to squirm, while Joe continued to tickle her. 
“That’s funny, yea?” Joe asked. “You won’t have any cookies if you keep laughing at me.”
Rosie immediately went dead silent as she pouted and reached her arms towards Joe. Taking her up in his arms, Joe swung her around in the air, making her laugh before nuzzling his frosting covered face on hers. He left repeated kisses all over her face as Rosie laughed, kicking her feet in happiness. You couldn’t help but watch them together. They were so adorable like this, and you honestly didn’t even want to ruin the moment at all. 
Joe placed Rosie back on the kitchen counter as he wiped off the frosting that got stuck on her face from him. You grabbed the mixing bowl and dumped the bad frosting in the bin before washing it.
“Darling, I got it.” Joe murmured, hugging you from behind and kissing your cheek softly.
“Are you sure?” You raised a brow at him.
“Yes.” Joe smirked. “I know what to do now.”
Letting out a soft hum, you grabbed a clean kitchen towel to wipe off the excess water inside the mixing bowl before handing it back to him. You never tried to get in the way when it came to their daddy-daughter time. Leaning on the kitchen island, you watched as Joe read the instructions—carefully this time— and asked Rosie to hand him the ingredients. 
Together, they would measure the ingredients and dump it in the bowl before Joe would turn the mixer on. Sitting on the counter top, Rosie swung her legs excitedly, while Joe washed his hands and carried Rosie in his arms. 
“Strawberry frosting.” Rosie murmured, pointing at the perfect frosting that Joe had finally made.
“Let’s try it, yea?” Joe leaned Rosie forward in his arms as she dipped her finger on the frosting and smiled happily. 
“Good?” Joe asked, smiling at his daughter.
“Good!” Rosie gave him a thumbs up before turning her head towards you. “Mum, try it!” 
You grinned at them and walked around the counter. You stared at the bowl before dipping your finger on the frosting and tasted it. You could see Joe was waiting for your reaction, his eyes pleading that it had turned out better than the last two batches he had made. 
“How is it?” He asked. 
“Perfect.” You smiled. 
Joe pumped his fist into the air before giving Rosie a high five and placed her back on the counter again. You laughed softly, watching Joe grab the tray of cookies and place it on the plate next to Rosie. 
“Okay, darling.” Joe said. “Let’s decorate these cookies.”
As Joe grabbed a piping bag, he shoved some frosting in it before handing it to Rosie. You stood to the side and enjoyed the scene that was in front of you. You leaned forward against the counter, your chin on the palm of your hand as you watched them both. Joe helped Rosie decorate the cookies, making more mess in the kitchen as they laughed together. You could see the tiredness in Joe’s eyes, but you knew he refused to go get some rest until he was able to finish these cookies with Rosie. 
Joe had been promising Rosie all week that he would bake with her, but he had been super busy with filming, and he was glad that he had found time to spend time with her on this beautiful Saturday afternoon. However, Joe was filming late at night so he didn’t come home until this morning. 
“Wow!” Joe exclaimed, clapping his hands. “That looks so beautiful, darling.” 
You tilted your head as you watched Rosie add a mountain of pink glittery sprinkles on the cookie. You couldn’t help but chuckle softly as you walked over towards them. 
“Let me see.” You said, looking at the tray of sugar cookies with pink frosting and glittery sprinkles.
“That looks so beautiful.” You smiled at Rosie, leaning in to kiss her cheek.
Rosie picked up one of the cookies from the tray and reached it over for you to take a bite out of it. You let out a soft approving hum, chewing on the cookie and nodding your head. 
“Delicious.” You grinned, brushing her soft brown curls. “You and Daddy are such good bakers.”
“Yay!!” Rosie clapped her hands as you and Joe both laughed. 
You started picking up the dirty dishes and placed them on the sink and started washing them before you felt Joe’s strong arms wrapped around your waist. He hugged you from behind, setting his chin on your shoulder, grinning happily.
“I can handle that, love.” He whispered, kissing your cheek.
“Hmm…” You turned around as he yawned softly. 
You picked up a clean dish towel and wiped the frosting off his face. “You and Rosie get some rest, and I’ll finish up around here.”
“No, it’s my mess. Let me clean it up.” Joe argued. 
“No, no. You both go to the living room and relax. I can handle it.” You gave him a reassuring smile. 
“Okay, thank you.” Joe smiled, kissing you softly on the lips. 
“Just make sure to change her into a fresh shirt, please.”
“Will do!” Joe called out as he carried Rosie in his arms and walked out of the kitchen.
You couldn’t even feel frustrated or mad about all of this. Even if you had just deep cleaned the kitchen this morning, you were too caught up admiring the sight of them earlier. You couldn’t help but smile, thinking about how much Joe loves the both of you. How much he’d do anything for Rosie even if he was exhausted. 
Putting away the clean dishes back on the cupboard and wiping the kitchen counters, you placed a few cookies on a plate and made your way towards the living room. You could hear the movie Tangled playing on the television and the next thing your eyes caught made your heart swell even more. 
Joe was laying on the sofa with Rosie on top of his chest. Rosie’s soft curls were sprawled on Joe’s arm, her tiny arms wrapped around his neck. Joe’s one arm was underneath his head and his other one wrapped around Rosie’s body. His chest was rising and falling steadily as they both slept peacefully. 
You couldn’t help but just stand there and watch them for a moment. 
You certainly love this little family of yours. 
The End. 
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