Anon Requested: Hi! Could you please do a Bernard the elf x Santa’s Daughter reader? Like they’re dating in secret and Santa’s reaction when he finds out. Thanks! Happy holidays
Your wish is my command anon. This is my first request so let me know how I did! I think it could be better but I’m hoping you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Happy Holidays!
Moving to the North Pole had probably been the best decision of your life. Your parents both lived there full time and you had spent most of your childhood there as well. But as you got older, the want for other children your age to spend time with guided your parents to make the decision to send you to live with your grandparents. Just so you could get that healthy dose of adolescence you’d been craving.
But now that you’d experienced it, you were ready to go back. While you loved your grandparents and the friends you’d made, you wanted to avoid your now ex boyfriend as much as possible. And what better way to do that then to move to the literal middle of nowhere?
So moving back was the best decision of your life, but also the worst. For one thing, while you had managed to run away from your ex boyfriend, romance hadn’t completely evaded you. It just took a new form.
In your father’s right hand man, the head elf himself, Bernard.
He was charming, you had to admit and it was only a matter of time before you fell completely in love with him. Which is, of course, what you’d managed to do. Even worse than that though, for his sanity, you had decided to keep it from your father.
How upset would he be to find his trusted head elf and his own daughter (who had promised him he’d sworn off guys) were off snogging each other in hidden alcoves and cuddling on nights when he was delivering presents?
He would have a fit to know that you’d been encouraging him to visit the Miller’s so much recently, just so you could have an excuse to spend time with Bernard.
But no matter how much you thought of your father’s disappointed face, it wasn’t enough to convince you to break what you had with Bernard off. You did love him, it would be fine as long as your father didn’t find out. Right?
“(Y/n)!” A voice hissed from behind you. You swung around, searching for the voice when you were grabbed and pinned to the wall excitedly.
“Bernard! You nearly gave me a heart attack. Couldn’t this wait? Dad is right around the corner.” You hissed back, but as much as you pretended you were upset, you weren’t. If this didn’t end well, at least you had this moment.
You pressed your lips to Bernard’s and the two of you remained against the wall, arms around each other and lips connected.
It couldn’t have been longer than a minute though, before your father had rounded the corner and shouted your names.
“Dad!” You squeaked, pulling away almost instantly. It would’ve been less awkward had anyone else found you. Curtis, your mom, even Charlie, your half brother. But the one person you’d desperately been trying to avoid since day one of your relationship? Oh, how could you have been so unlucky?
“(Y/n)? Bernard? What’re you doing back here? You’re not very quiet, you know.”
Your face heated up. This was definitely the worst luck she could’ve possibly asked for.
“Get back to work.” He shoved Bernard on his way. “Make out with people on your own time.” He called to his back. The rest of the elves exchanged looks of amusement.
“Sorry, dad…” You scratched the back of your neck awkwardly. “I.. Um….”
Your father sighed, placing his hand on your shoulder. “It’s alright, (Y/n). If you think you’re ready for this relationship, then who am I to stop you? That’s why you’ve been hiding it from me isn’t it? You were worried about what I’d say?”
“Who told you?” You groaned.
“I had my suspicions. But Curtis.” He grinned and you buried your face in your hands.
“Look, Bernard is a good.. Elf guy. He’ll treat you right. Make you hot cocoa-”
“Dad. I’m going to go find mom now.”
“Toys. You still like toys right? What attracts you to him? Is it the fact that he presents himself as a complete ass but is really sweet?”
“Walking away, dad. You’re embarrassing.” You walked off through the workshop, face red. As you reached the door you turned to look at your dad. He smiled at you and stuck his thumb up.
You rolled your eyes.
As annoying as he could be, his heart was in the right place. And that has basically been his own way of giving you and Bernard the okay. However weird and embarrassing it had been.
“He’s not mad?” Bernard asked you, when you stepped out into the cold with a smile on your face.
“No. But you may want to avoid him for a bit, I think if mom and I weren’t here he would have swooped you up.” You joked and Bernard’s face contorted into disgust.
“I’m only joking. Hot cocoa?” You suggested, gesturing down the pathway. He looped his arm through yours.
“Hot cocoa sounds good.”
The two of you strolled down the street, feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders now you no longer had to hide the way you felt.