this was sent to me by the awesome cynicalhood!!
Calum and his daughter would have such an open, honest relationship. He’d always make sure she knew that she could come to him with absolutely anything. So one night a few months after she turns 16 she gently pushes open his bedroom door and asks, “Dad, can I talk to you about something?” And Calum knows it’s serious by the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes. He nods and shuts his laptop, patting the open space next to him on the king size bed. Once she’s settled in, she takes a deep breath and says quietly, “Dad, I think I’m ready to have sex with Josh…” Instantly, Calum’s mind is spinning and his stomach is churning and every cell in his body is screaming for him to shut this little idea down now. But he also knows that if he reacts badly to this, she’ll never come to him again. This time it’s Calum who takes a deep breath before meeting his baby girl’s eyes, the ones so similar to his own. “Do you love him, sweetheart?”
For the next two hours they talk seriously about all the important sex stuff (Calum asks if they need condoms, his daughter blushes furiously as she admits she already bought some; she asks to get on birth control and he agrees that it’s a good idea; he reminds her how important safe sex is, how he doesn’t want to be a grandfather before she finishes her education, but also how he’d still support the hell out of her if she did get pregnant) and in the end, his princess is curled into his side, fast asleep. Calum, on the other hand, is quietly wiping away tears as he thinks about how quickly she’s growing up. He’s so proud of the woman she’s becoming, but a selfish part of him wishes he could stop time. He’s so afraid that one day there won’t be room for him in her life.