Nicole 💜
The moment Daddy walked into the house, I could feel a shift in the air. There was something about the way he smiled, the way his eyes lit up, that told me tonight was going to be special. I had been curled up on the couch, watching Pitch perfect, after Despicable Me and Transformers with Gigi and Mr. Oopa, completely oblivious to the fact that he had something planned. When he pulled out the dress bag, my curiosity piqued. My eyes widened when he unzipped it, revealing the most beautiful baby pink gown I had ever seen. It shimmered softly in the light, and the delicate lace detailing on the bodice was just... perfect. My breath caught in my throat. “It’s beautiful, daddy!” I gasped, hardly believing this stunning dress was for me. It felt like something out of a fairy tale, and suddenly, I felt like a princess waiting for her magical night to unfold. “Of course, it’s for you,” he said with a smile, handing the dress to me. “I want tonight to be special, just for us.” A flush of warmth washed over me as I clutched the gown to my chest. I felt like my heart was going to burst. He always made me feel loved and cared for in a way no one else ever had, but tonight felt... different. His words, his eyes, the entire atmosphere—it felt like a step forward, like something even more precious was about to blossom between us. “Thank you, Daddy,” I whispered, completely touched. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, sending a rush of comfort and affection through me. “Go get ready. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.” I practically floated to my room, the gown still pressed against me. Closing the door behind me, I spread it out on my bed, running my fingers over the soft satin. I couldn’t help but twirl a little, imagining how I would look in it. A dreamy feeling settled over me as I thought about the night ahead—what Alex had planned, and why he had gone to so much effort. My heart fluttered in excitement. I quickly hopped into the shower, wanting to be fresh and ready. As the warm water rushed over me, my mind buzzed with a million thoughts. What was Alex up to? He'd taken me on special outings before, but this... this felt like something more. I couldn't help but wonder if tonight might be a turning point for us. I didn’t want to get my hopes up too much, but the thought made me tingle with excitement. After my shower, I towel-dried my hair and styled it in loose waves. It wasn’t too fussy, but it felt perfect—soft and natural, like how I always liked to look when I was with him. I slipped into the baby pink gown, and the way it hugged my body made me feel like I was glowing. It was as if the dress had been made just for me, designed to bring out my best features while still making me feel like his little princess. I turned in front of the mirror, admiring how the satin shimmered with my movements. The lace detail at the top was so delicate and feminine, and the flowing skirt made me feel like I was walking on air. My heart fluttered with anticipation. I wasn’t used to wearing such fancy clothes, but for tonight, I felt... different. I felt special. I felt beautiful. After putting on a light touch of makeup—a bit of blush and mascara to highlight my eyes—I slipped into the matching shoes Alex had bought for me and took one last look in the mirror. My reflection stared back at me, wide-eyed and hopeful, excitement bubbling beneath the surface. Would Alex really ask me what I thought he might? I wasn’t sure, but I knew one thing: I wanted to be his. I wanted to be more than just his little girl. I wanted to be everything to him, just like he was to me. I stepped out of my room and made my way downstairs, my heart beating in time with each step. When I reached the bottom, Alex was waiting for me by the door, looking impossibly handsome in a black button-up shirt and dark trousers. He was the kind of handsome that made my stomach flutter and my knees weak. The moment his eyes landed on me, I saw his breath catch, and I blushed under his gaze. “You look beautiful, baby girl,” he said, his voice soft, but filled with awe. His words wrapped around me like a warm embrace, making me feel even more radiant. “Thank you, Daddy,” I whispered shyly, feeling a rush of love and gratitude. “Ready to go?” he asked, holding out his arm. I nodded, linking my arm with his as we headed out the door. I had no idea where we were going, but I trusted him completely. I knew whatever he had planned was going to be perfect. The drive was quiet, but it wasn’t the kind of silence that made me feel uneasy. Instead, it was the kind that buzzed with anticipation. The soft hum of the car engine was the only sound, and I could feel the tension building between us, a mixture of excitement and nerves. I snuck glances at him, my heart swelling with affection. He was always so thoughtful, so careful with me, and tonight, that care felt even more special. When we finally pulled up to our destination, my jaw dropped. He had brought me to a private garden, bathed in the soft glow of fairy lights. A candlelit path led up to a cozy little gazebo, its roof twinkling with even more lights. It was like something out of a dream. “Alex…” I breathed, my voice filled with wonder as I took in the scene before me. “This is... amazing.” He smiled, his eyes warm as he guided me down the candlelit path. “I wanted tonight to be special, just for us,” he said softly. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I had never experienced anything like this before. No one had ever gone out of their way to make me feel so cherished, so loved. As we approached the gazebo, I noticed a small table set for two, complete with a bouquet of roses and a simple yet elegant dinner waiting for us. We sat down together, the stars twinkling above us as the night wrapped around us like a warm blanket. Everything felt perfect—like we were in our own little world, where nothing else mattered except the two of us. Dinner was simple but delicious. Daddy had chosen my favorite—pasta with a light white sauce, paired with a glass of sparkling cider for him and a tropical fruit drink for me. We talked and laughed, the conversation flowing effortlessly as we shared stories and memories. Every now and then, I caught Alex looking at me with a softness in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat. There was something different about tonight. It wasn’t just our usual dynamic. There was a new intensity in the air, something that made me both nervous and excited. As we finished our meal, Alex set down his fork and reached across the table, taking my hand in his. His touch was warm and steady, and I could feel the weight of the moment in his gaze. “Nicole,” he began, his voice soft but filled with purpose. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about.” My heart thudded in my chest. This was it. I could feel it. He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving mine. “I love being your Daddy. I love taking care of you, seeing you smile, making sure you feel safe and happy in your little space. But... I want more than that.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, my pulse quickening. More? My breath caught as I stared at him, waiting for him to continue. “I want us to be more than just Daddy and little girl,” he said, his voice steady, but filled with emotion. “I want you to be my girlfriend, Nicole. I want to be with you, not just as your Daddy, but as the man who loves you.” The world seemed to stand still. His words echoed in my mind, and my heart felt like it was about to burst. I had dreamed of this moment, of him wanting me in the same way I wanted him. And now, here he was, offering me everything I had ever wanted. Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, unable to find the words. “Yes,” I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion. “I’d love to be your girlfriend, Alex.” A smile broke across his face, and before I knew it, he was out of his seat, pulling me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his warmth, his love, and the overwhelming happiness that flooded through me. As we stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms under the starry sky, I knew this was just the beginning. Our relationship had always been special, but now, it was something more. We were something more. And I couldn’t wait to see where this new chapter would take us. For the first time in my life, I felt truly complete. I was his little girl, but now I was also his girlfriend. And that was the most beautiful feeling in the world. Alex 🖤 I had finally done it. I asked Nicole to be my girlfriend and hearing her say 'yes' was a beautiful moment I would never forget. As I stood with my baby girl in my arms, I felt a sense of peace settle over me. Nicole was not just my baby girl anymore but also my girlfriend. Her head rested against my chest and I could feel the steady rhythm of her breathing, soft and calm. She felt so small and fragile in my arms whenever I held her but at the same, J could feel this hidden strength in her. She always trusted me and looked at me like I'm her whole world and she is mine. I pulled back slightly to look at her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, filled with love, excitement and other mixtures of emotions. I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Are you okay?" I asked with a low and tender voice. Nicole nodded, before whispering, "I'm okay, Daddy." The emotions in her voice made me feel like the most luckiest guy in the world. We stayed like that for a while, the lights from the stars, moon, fireflies and fairy lights set up keeping us company. There was no rush, just enjoying the peaceful surroundings. Eventually, we headed back home, hand in hands. Even as I drove, I did not let go of her hands and once in a while, my baby will give them a small squeeze and I did the same in return. As I drove, I was glancing at her. She was looking at the sky and once in a while the moon will shine down on her face, making my baby girl and girlfriend look like a beautiful moon fairy. When we finally made it back to the house, something shifted between us. There was an undeniable tension in the air, a mix of anticipation and restraint. We went up to my room together in silence but eager for whatever was to come. Nicole took off her beautiful gown standing in only her underwear. I sat on my bed, pulling her into my lap and she nestled against me like she always did, her head resting against my chest. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. "I love you, Nicole." I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath, saying this again after all that has happened tonight made it more meaningful. "I love you too, Alex, daddy." She looked up at me and said, her voice filled with the same level of emotion as mine. I leaned down and kissed her, slow and gentle at first. Then it went deeper and more passionate. All my emotions broke free poutmring into the kiss. She responded with the same intensity, her body pressing closer to me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. My hands slid down her back, resting just above her hops and I could feel her shiver against my touch and I wanted nothing more than to pull her closer, feel her completely. . But as much as I wanted her and the desire inside me burned, I knew I had to stop. Now was not the time to give in to my desire. "Daddy?" Nic whispered, her voice barely audible. I kissed her again more tenderly. "Till you are eighteen. I want to wait. And make it a special night." I told her. She rested her head back on my chest. "I love you daddy." she murmured. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly. "I love you too, baby girl, so much." We lay back on the bed together, her body curled into mine as she fell asleep. And I also did the same. Falling asleep peacefully.Nicole 💜 The soft sunlight streaming through the curtains gently pulled me from my sleep, warming the room with its golden hue. I stretched lazily beneath the covers, still enjoying the comfort of the soft and warm bed beneath me. My body felt heavy with contentment, and for a moment, I just lay there, savoring the peace of the morning. As I slowly stirred awake, the memories of the previous night flooded back into my mind, making my heart flutter and my stomach twist in excitement. _It all felt like a dream… but it wasn’t._ I smiled to myself, giggling quietly as the butterflies in my stomach danced around. I reached out instinctively to the side of the bed where Daddy usually slept, expecting to feel him still there. But instead, my hand met only cool sheets. He wasn’t in bed anymore. A soft pout formed on my lips. I had hoped he’d still be here beside me, his warmth wrapping me up, just like last night. Sighing a little, I sat up and looked around the room. The bed was empt
Alex 🖤 As I pulled into the parking lot of the campus , I couldn’t stop thinking about Nicole. She had this quiet, almost innocent power over me. It was hard to describe, but it was there in every look, every touch, and every smile she gave me. Her soft kisses this morning, so shy and sweet, had completely messed with my head. I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t focus on anything except her. I parked the car and checked my phone. I still had a few hours before class, which was perfect because I had plans to meet up with Owen and Simone. They had been a big part of everything that had happened with Nicole last night, and now, I couldn’t wait to tell them everything. I needed to talk it out, to let them know how incredible it felt to finally be with her in the way I’d always wanted. I stepped out of the car, locking it behind me as I made my way to a café close to the parking lot. The café was buzzing with its usual mid-morning crowd. Students hurried in and out, grabbing their
Nicole 💜 As I approached the parking lot, I spotted daddy's car immediately. His sleek black sedan was hard to miss, and usually, the sight of it sent a thrill of excitement through me. But today, my emotions were all tangled up, and that familiar excitement was nowhere to be found. I quickened my pace, my eyes darting toward the passenger window where a girl was standing. My heart sank the moment I saw her. She was leaning into the car, wearing practically nothing—her shorts barely covering her thighs and her top showing way too much skin. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I didn’t need to. The flirty smile on her face and the way she leaned in toward Alex told me everything I needed to know. My stomach twisted into knots. Why was she here? Why was she talking to my Alex? My daddy? A bitter pang of jealousy shot through me, stronger than I’d ever felt before. My hands clenched around the straps of my backpack as I got closer, and I could feel the warmth of anger ri
Alex 🖤 I looked down at my baby girl, who had already drifted off to sleep against my chest. Her steady breathing, soft and rhythmic, was the only sound in the quiet room, and I couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful she looked. Her long lashes rested gently against her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted in the cutest way. Even in sleep, she clung to me, her tiny hand curled around the fabric of my shirt as if afraid I might disappear. Earlier, when I saw how jealous and insecure she had been over that girl in the parking lot, it made me unhappy. Not because of her feelings—those were natural—but because I hated the idea that she doubted my love for her, even for a second. Nicole was my everything, and seeing her so vulnerable tugged at my heart. That’s why I’d decided to set up this entire evening—to remind her how special she was to me, how much she meant. I wanted her to feel cherished, adored, and absolutely secure in the fact that I was hers, and only hers. The for
Third Person ❤️ It had been two weeks since Alex and Nicole had officially become boyfriend and girlfriend, and life had never felt more exciting for the both of them. Every morning, they would meet up before school, sharing small, intimate moments that were filled with whispered promises and soft kisses. After school, they would spend their afternoons together, either catching up on their individual projects or sneaking in moments just for them. By night, they were inseparable, talking until the early hours, sharing every detail of their lives with each other. On weekends, they would retreat into their own little world, away from everyone else, just the two of them. But despite their new relationship status, life didn’t slow down for either of them. Alex had his final college project to work on—something that demanded hours of focus and research. Nicole, on the other hand, was preparing for her finals. The pressure was mounting for both of them, but they somehow managed to carve
Nicole 💜 The morning had been rough. Anxiety had twisted knots in my stomach ever since I woke up, and I could barely eat anything at breakfast. Chemistry had always been my hardest subject, and today was the exam I dreaded most. No amount of late-night studying seemed to help; it all felt like one big blur. But Alex, in his usual calm way, had been there to reassure me, his words soothing the panic that kept threatening to bubble over. His belief in me, the way he kissed me before I walked into school, gave me the strength I needed. I clung to that kiss, to his voice telling me I was going to be okay, as I sat down in the exam room and the test paper was placed in front of me. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the nervous flutter in my chest. You’ve got this, I told myself, echoing Alex’s words. You’ve worked so hard, and you know this stuff. Trust yourself. The clock ticked loudly, but I didn’t let it get to me. I started by skimming the entire exam, a habit I’d develo
Alex 🖤 I leaned against the driver’s side door, watching the front of the school as students poured out, one by one. My eyes were fixed on the entrance, waiting for just one person—Nicole. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the light breeze tousling it, but I didn’t care. The day had been long, filled with final project deadlines and last-minute tweaks, but none of that mattered now. All I could think about was seeing her. When she finally emerged, I felt a warmth spread through my chest, chasing away the exhaustion that had clung to me all day. There she was, walking toward me with that soft, familiar smile. Her long hair swayed gently as she approached, and I could see the relief in her eyes—she had survived the chemistry exam. I knew how much she had been dreading it, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of her for pushing through. “Hey, beautiful,” I greeted her, wrapping her in my arms as soon as she was close enough. Her small frame melted against me, and for a moment, i
Nicole💜 The first week of exams had finally come to an end, and I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me. Four exams down—Chemistry, Biology, Mathematics, and English—each one more exhausting than the last. But with each exam I finished, it felt like I was shedding a layer of stress. Now, only two more remained: History on Monday and Italian on Thursday. The thought of those still lingering made me feel a bit anxious, but at least I had time to prepare. As I sat at my desk in my room, the warm afternoon light streaming through the window, I flipped through my notes for History. I always found it fascinating—learning about the past, how societies grew, and the events that shaped the world we live in. But as much as I enjoyed it, the sheer amount of information I had to memorize was overwhelming. I sighed, setting my notes aside for a moment and stretching my arms above my head. "Okay, Nicole, focus," I muttered to myself, picking up my highlighter and going over the importa
Alex 🖤 Nicole’s exams were finally over, and I could see the weight lift off her shoulders. She looked so much lighter, practically glowing, and I was thrilled to spend this newfound free time with her until graduation. We’d talked about all sorts of plans, and for today, we’d decided to indulge in a Disney movie marathon after breakfast. Everything was perfect—well, almost. That morning, however, I woke up in an undeniably foul mood. And there was only one reason for that: my mother. She was coming over, and just the thought of it made my stomach twist with dread. My lovely mother dearest, as I sarcastically liked to call her, was making her biannual visit—a pointless exercise, considering she rarely cared about me, let alone Nicole. No, her visits were just another excuse for her to flaunt her extravagant lifestyle, usually with her latest boy toy in tow. I couldn’t remember the last time she came without one. “Baby girl,” I said as we sat in the kitchen, having breakfast. Sh
Nicole💜 The first week of exams had finally come to an end, and I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me. Four exams down—Chemistry, Biology, Mathematics, and English—each one more exhausting than the last. But with each exam I finished, it felt like I was shedding a layer of stress. Now, only two more remained: History on Monday and Italian on Thursday. The thought of those still lingering made me feel a bit anxious, but at least I had time to prepare. As I sat at my desk in my room, the warm afternoon light streaming through the window, I flipped through my notes for History. I always found it fascinating—learning about the past, how societies grew, and the events that shaped the world we live in. But as much as I enjoyed it, the sheer amount of information I had to memorize was overwhelming. I sighed, setting my notes aside for a moment and stretching my arms above my head. "Okay, Nicole, focus," I muttered to myself, picking up my highlighter and going over the importa
Alex 🖤 I leaned against the driver’s side door, watching the front of the school as students poured out, one by one. My eyes were fixed on the entrance, waiting for just one person—Nicole. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the light breeze tousling it, but I didn’t care. The day had been long, filled with final project deadlines and last-minute tweaks, but none of that mattered now. All I could think about was seeing her. When she finally emerged, I felt a warmth spread through my chest, chasing away the exhaustion that had clung to me all day. There she was, walking toward me with that soft, familiar smile. Her long hair swayed gently as she approached, and I could see the relief in her eyes—she had survived the chemistry exam. I knew how much she had been dreading it, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of her for pushing through. “Hey, beautiful,” I greeted her, wrapping her in my arms as soon as she was close enough. Her small frame melted against me, and for a moment, i
Nicole 💜 The morning had been rough. Anxiety had twisted knots in my stomach ever since I woke up, and I could barely eat anything at breakfast. Chemistry had always been my hardest subject, and today was the exam I dreaded most. No amount of late-night studying seemed to help; it all felt like one big blur. But Alex, in his usual calm way, had been there to reassure me, his words soothing the panic that kept threatening to bubble over. His belief in me, the way he kissed me before I walked into school, gave me the strength I needed. I clung to that kiss, to his voice telling me I was going to be okay, as I sat down in the exam room and the test paper was placed in front of me. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the nervous flutter in my chest. You’ve got this, I told myself, echoing Alex’s words. You’ve worked so hard, and you know this stuff. Trust yourself. The clock ticked loudly, but I didn’t let it get to me. I started by skimming the entire exam, a habit I’d develo
Third Person ❤️ It had been two weeks since Alex and Nicole had officially become boyfriend and girlfriend, and life had never felt more exciting for the both of them. Every morning, they would meet up before school, sharing small, intimate moments that were filled with whispered promises and soft kisses. After school, they would spend their afternoons together, either catching up on their individual projects or sneaking in moments just for them. By night, they were inseparable, talking until the early hours, sharing every detail of their lives with each other. On weekends, they would retreat into their own little world, away from everyone else, just the two of them. But despite their new relationship status, life didn’t slow down for either of them. Alex had his final college project to work on—something that demanded hours of focus and research. Nicole, on the other hand, was preparing for her finals. The pressure was mounting for both of them, but they somehow managed to carve
Alex 🖤 I looked down at my baby girl, who had already drifted off to sleep against my chest. Her steady breathing, soft and rhythmic, was the only sound in the quiet room, and I couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful she looked. Her long lashes rested gently against her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted in the cutest way. Even in sleep, she clung to me, her tiny hand curled around the fabric of my shirt as if afraid I might disappear. Earlier, when I saw how jealous and insecure she had been over that girl in the parking lot, it made me unhappy. Not because of her feelings—those were natural—but because I hated the idea that she doubted my love for her, even for a second. Nicole was my everything, and seeing her so vulnerable tugged at my heart. That’s why I’d decided to set up this entire evening—to remind her how special she was to me, how much she meant. I wanted her to feel cherished, adored, and absolutely secure in the fact that I was hers, and only hers. The for
Nicole 💜 As I approached the parking lot, I spotted daddy's car immediately. His sleek black sedan was hard to miss, and usually, the sight of it sent a thrill of excitement through me. But today, my emotions were all tangled up, and that familiar excitement was nowhere to be found. I quickened my pace, my eyes darting toward the passenger window where a girl was standing. My heart sank the moment I saw her. She was leaning into the car, wearing practically nothing—her shorts barely covering her thighs and her top showing way too much skin. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I didn’t need to. The flirty smile on her face and the way she leaned in toward Alex told me everything I needed to know. My stomach twisted into knots. Why was she here? Why was she talking to my Alex? My daddy? A bitter pang of jealousy shot through me, stronger than I’d ever felt before. My hands clenched around the straps of my backpack as I got closer, and I could feel the warmth of anger ri
Alex 🖤 As I pulled into the parking lot of the campus , I couldn’t stop thinking about Nicole. She had this quiet, almost innocent power over me. It was hard to describe, but it was there in every look, every touch, and every smile she gave me. Her soft kisses this morning, so shy and sweet, had completely messed with my head. I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t focus on anything except her. I parked the car and checked my phone. I still had a few hours before class, which was perfect because I had plans to meet up with Owen and Simone. They had been a big part of everything that had happened with Nicole last night, and now, I couldn’t wait to tell them everything. I needed to talk it out, to let them know how incredible it felt to finally be with her in the way I’d always wanted. I stepped out of the car, locking it behind me as I made my way to a café close to the parking lot. The café was buzzing with its usual mid-morning crowd. Students hurried in and out, grabbing their
Nicole 💜 The soft sunlight streaming through the curtains gently pulled me from my sleep, warming the room with its golden hue. I stretched lazily beneath the covers, still enjoying the comfort of the soft and warm bed beneath me. My body felt heavy with contentment, and for a moment, I just lay there, savoring the peace of the morning. As I slowly stirred awake, the memories of the previous night flooded back into my mind, making my heart flutter and my stomach twist in excitement. _It all felt like a dream… but it wasn’t._ I smiled to myself, giggling quietly as the butterflies in my stomach danced around. I reached out instinctively to the side of the bed where Daddy usually slept, expecting to feel him still there. But instead, my hand met only cool sheets. He wasn’t in bed anymore. A soft pout formed on my lips. I had hoped he’d still be here beside me, his warmth wrapping me up, just like last night. Sighing a little, I sat up and looked around the room. The bed was empt