Twelve ✨

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 empty, but the faint sound of kitchen activity reached my ears. _He’s already downstairs, isn’t he?_ I thought, shaking my head with a small smile.

As I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. I could feel Nicole's eyes on me, her curiosity always shining through. I didn't have to look at her to know that she was thinking.probably trying to get a sense of what my day was

like. It's one of the many things I loved about her-the way she always cared. always paid attention to the little details. She turned to me. breaking the silence.

"Are you having classes today?" she asked. her voice soft but clear. like she was genuinely interested in my schedule.

I smiled, glancing over at her for a brief moment before turning my attention back to the road.

"Yep." I replied. letting a little warmth slip into my voice. "I've got a class at 1 p.m. But don't worry, I'll be done before you." I shifted gears smoothly, feeling the car move effortlessly beneath us. I wanted to reassure her. to remind her that no matter how busy things got. I'd always make time for her.

She smiled back at me, that sweet, contented smile that always managed to make my day better. It was moments like these small. quiet moments- where I felt like everything just made sense.

Knowing that we'd be together at the end of the day.

I padded into the bathroom, splashing cool water on my face to wash away the last remnants of sleep. As I glanced in the mirror, I saw the reflection of someone glowing with happiness. My cheeks were still flushed, my lips slightly swollen from all the kissing last night. Just thinking about it made my heart race all over again. The thought of Daddy—no, Alex—calling me his girlfriend made my entire body tingle with excitement. I was so giddy that I couldn’t help but smile and giggle again, remembering everything.

After brushing my teeth and freshening up, I walked over to my closet. I wasn’t in the mood to dress up too much today. It was Monday, and school would be starting soon, but I wanted to feel comfortable for the day. I grabbed a pair of denim shorts and a white tee with random patterns on it. Simple and cute. Perfect for lounging around before school. I tied my hair into a ponytail, letting a few strands fall loose to frame my face. Casual but cute, just the way Daddy liked it.

I grabbed my phone, checking the time—it was later than I thought, but not too late to enjoy some breakfast. I made my way downstairs, the smell of breakfast growing stronger with every step. Pancakes, eggs, maybe bacon—whatever it was, it smelled delicious.

When I entered the kitchen, there he was. Daddy. Or should I say Alex? He was busy at the stove, flipping pancakes like it was the most natural thing in the world. His back was turned to me, and I took a moment to admire him, the way his muscles flexed under his shirt as he worked. My stomach did a little flip just watching him.

_"Good morning, princess."_ His deep voice pulled me from my thoughts, sending a shiver down my spine. He hadn’t even turned around, but somehow he knew I was there. I blushed, realizing I’d been caught staring.

"Good morning, Daddy," I said softly, my voice a little shy. I walked over to the counter and sat down, watching him as he continued to cook.

"Did you have a good night?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder at me with a soft smile.

I nodded, feeling my cheeks heat up again. "I did… I had a great night." My voice was a little breathless, still filled with the warmth of last night’s memories.

He turned fully toward me, his eyes filled with that familiar tenderness. "I thought I’d let you sleep in a bit," he said as he plated some pancakes and set them in front of me. "It’s the start of the school week, but I figured you could start it a little later today."

At his words, my heart dropped for a second. _School._ I’d completely forgotten that today was Monday. I gasped, eyes wide as I looked at the clock on the wall. "Oh no! I’m supposed to be on my way to school right now!"

But Daddy—Alex—just chuckled softly, shaking his head as he came over to sit beside me. "Don’t worry, princess. I called in for you. Told them you’d be a bit late today."

I blinked, feeling a wave of relief and a rush of gratitude all at once. _Of course, he’d already taken care of it._ That’s just who he was—always thinking ahead, always making sure I was okay. My heart swelled with love as I looked at him, my Daddy, my boyfriend.

"Thank you," I whispered, my voice soft with emotion. He smiled at me, his eyes filled with warmth as he reached out to gently cup my cheek.

"You’re welcome," he said, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Now, eat up before it gets cold. You still have a few hours before you need to get ready for school."

I smiled, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world as I dug into the breakfast he made. Pancakes, eggs, bacon—everything tasted amazing, but what made it even better was knowing that he had made it just for me. Every bite was filled with love.

As I ate, I couldn’t help but keep stealing glances at him. Everything felt so new, so exciting. Last night, we had shared something so special. It wasn’t just that we kissed or that he asked me to be his girlfriend—it was the way he made me feel. Safe. Loved. Like I was the most important person in his world.

And the best part? He was mine. All mine. My Daddy. My boyfriend.

After finishing my breakfast, I headed back upstairs to get ready for school. I was expecting to quickly pack my bag, but when I reached for it, I realized something that made me smile—Daddy had already packed it for me. Everything was neatly arranged, just the way I liked it. _He always thought of everything._

Feeling a wave of warmth, I slipped on a pair of sneakers and took a moment to apply my favorite lip gloss. A light sheen coated my lips, making them look plump and glossy. It wasn’t much, but I liked keeping things simple in the mornings.

Before heading back downstairs, I couldn’t resist stopping by daddy's room. I pushed open the door and made my way over to his dresser, searching for that familiar bottle of cologne. I loved his scent—strong, masculine, with a hint of something warm and spicy. Spritzing a little onto my wrist and neck, I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. It felt like having a piece of him with me all day, like he was always nearby.

Satisfied, I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs. Daddy was already waiting for me by the door, his car keys in hand. As always, he looked effortlessly handsome, his eyes lighting up the moment they met mine.

"You ready, princess?" he asked with a smile.

I nodded, feeling a little rush of excitement as we stepped outside and headed to his car. He opened the door for me, like he always did, and I slid into the passenger seat, still feeling that little thrill that came with being taken care of by him.

As he started the car and pulled out of the driveway, I turned to him, feeling curious about his day. "Are you having classes today?" I asked, watching his profile as he concentrated on the road.

"Yep," he said, glancing over at me with a soft smile. "I’ve got a class at 1 p.m. But don’t worry, I’ll be done before you." His smile widened slightly as he shifted gears, smoothly driving through the quiet morning streets.

I smiled back, feeling content. It was always comforting to know we’d have time together after school, no matter how busy our days got. It made everything easier—school, homework, everything—because I knew I’d come home to him.

As we pulled up to my school, the familiar sight of the building came into view. As Daddy parked the car, I unbuckled my seat belt and leaned in to give him a soft kiss on his lips. It was usually on his cheeks but since our dynamics changed yesterday.

As my lips softly brushed against his, daddy gently slid his hand to the back of my neck holding me close. His lips moved more slowly against mine, deepening the kiss in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

My heart raced as he increased the intensity of the kiss, leaving me breathless. I melted into him, feeling the warmth of his body as I almost climbed over the console between us to sit on his lap.

For a second, I forgot we were in my school's parking lot. But luckily everyone was already inside since I came in later.

Finally he pulled back, but not before brushing his lips over mine one last time, making sure he was very satisfied. I was left breathless, my face flushed from the kiss and the fact that we had just did that on my school's parking lot.

"See you later, baby girl." He said with a smile that seemed to make my knees grow weaker. I blinked, trying to collect myself. My breathing, uneven. "Okay,daddy." I whispered, my voice soft, barely above a whisper.

I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks, my face turning a deep shade of pink. I quickly gathered my things, my mind still fuzzy from the kiss.

As I stepped out of the car with wobbly legs, I turned and saw daddy staring at me with a soft smile like he knew exactly what he did to me.

With a final wave, I began to walk to the entrance, the cool morning air doing so little to calm the blush that refused to leave my face.

Alex 🖤

As I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. I could feel Nicole's eyes on me, her curiosity always shining through. I didn't have to look at her to know that she was thinking, probably trying to get a sense of what my day was

like. It's one of the many things I loved about her- the way she always cared. always paid attention to the little details. She turned to me. breaking the silence.

"Are you having classes today?" she asked. her voice soft but clear. like she was genuinely interested in my schedule.

I smiled, glancing over at her for a brief moment before turning my attention back to the road.

"Yep." I replied. letting a little warmth slip into my voice. "I've got a class at 1 p.m. But don't worry, I'll be done before you." I shifted gears smoothly, feeling the car move effortlessly beneath us. I wanted to reassure her. to remind her that no

matter how busy things got. I'd always make time for her.

She smiled back at me, that sweet, contented smile that always managed to make my day better. It was moments like these small. quiet moments- where I felt like everything just made sense. Knowing that we'd be together at the end of the day made the routine of school, and everything else feel lighter. It didn't matter how much the world tried to pull us apart: in the end. We'd always come home to each other.

As we pulled up to her school, the familiar building coming into view. I felt a small pang of reluctance.

Even though knew it was just a few hours of separation. I still hated leaving her. I parked the car, and Nicole unbuckled her seatbelt, moving a little slower than usual. I turned my head, just in time to see her lean in closer to me. It was a simple gesture. one she'd done countless times before-a

quick kiss on the cheek before she left for school-

but something was different today. Yesterday had

changed everything between us.

Her lips brushed against mine, soft at first, almost tentative, as if testing the waters. My hand moved on instinct, sliding to the back of her neck, holding her close, deepening the kiss in a way that left me wanting more. It was gentle at first, but as our lips moved against each other. something shifted. I

couldn't help myself. I kissed her more slowly. Savoring the way she responded, the way she melted into me.

I felt her shift, almost climbing over the console to get closer, my heart raced at the thought of how far we have come, how much things has changed between us.

For a moment, I forgot where we were. Lost in the feeling of her soft and warm lips, her warm body against mine. It wasn't until the kiss deepened even more that I remembered where we were, in her school's parking lot. But then, I did not care.

I slowly pulled back, but not before brushing my lips over hers one last time. When I finally let her go, her face was flushed, her breathing uneven. The look on her face, her eyes wide with surprise and excitement. Her lips swollen and even more pink from the kiss almost made me pull her in for another kiss.

"See you later, baby girl." I said, my voice soft but still with a hint of possessiveness. "Okay daddy." she whispered, her voice barely audible. It was sweet and made me want ti pull her closer for another kiss but I controlled myself.

Her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink as she gathered her things fumbling a little because of her nerves. I watched her, amused, as she got out from the car with shaky legs.

It took me everything not to laugh at her, not out of mockery but because I knew how she was feeling. And it gave me a sense of satisfaction to see how big of an effect I'm on her.

She waved, and I watched her walk to the entrance of the school. I watched until she walked through the doors.

I checked the time on my phone, realising I still had a few hours before my class, I decided to spend the time with Owen and Simone to tell them how the night went. After all, they also helped to prepare it all.

With one last glance at the school, I shifted the car into gear and drove away.