Not so sexual(the story of a little's love)

I laid in bed, my heart racing, videos about drunk driving, people dying, emotional stuff. I knew it was late, daddy was fast asleep, he was working hard lately, doing so much for me.. I cried softly, until I heard this. "Its okay to vulnerable," the video showed me, a young girl, broken. I turned to him gently, and woke him, at first he gave me a glare of punishment, until he saw the look I had. I burst into more tears telling him I would be there and would be patient and loving no matter what. Showing I was truly vulnerable and weak, staring at him pained from past arguments. He looked at me, staring. "I love you too" escaped his lips, he lifted his shirt and I quickly suckled his nipple. I was a weak baby. Hey I am a little. This wasn't about sex, it was love. Daddy loved me, I loved him.