🍼 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃: 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒟𝒶𝒹𝒹𝓎 🌙🧸

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Lucas held onto Amari's hand as they walked up to his front door, his fingers barely wrapping around the football player's larger ones. His tummy felt warm and fluttery after their yogurt date, and his heart kept doing little flips whenever Amari called him baby.

But now they were at his house... and that meant saying goodbye.

Lucas frowned, dragging his shoe against the wooden porch. "'Mari?" His voice was quiet, small.

Amari smirked at the nickname, leaning against the doorframe. "Yeah, tiny?"

Lucas pouted, looking up at him with big, round eyes. "...W-wan' you t' tuck me in..."

Amari blinked, a little surprised. "Oh yeah?"

Lucas nodded quickly, fidgeting with the hem of his pastel sweater. "'M not sweepy wiffout stuffies... an' paci... an' I wan' daddy hugs..." His voice was barely above a whisper, his cheeks turning pink.

Amari let out a soft chuckle. "Damn, you tryna make me soft, baby?"

Lucas's lip wobbled. "Nooo..."

Amari shook his head, clearly amused but also a little melty inside. "Aight, aight, baby, don't gimme the puppy eyes. I'll tuck you in."

Lucas let out a tiny squeal of happiness, grabbing Amari's hoodie sleeve and dragging him inside.

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Lucas's bedroom was a pastel dreamland. His bed was covered in a pink and blue comforter, decorated with soft plushies of bunnies, bears, and stars. A white adult-sized crib rail was attached to the side of his bed—something that made him feel extra safe at night. His favorite sippy cup, filled with warm milk, sat on his nightstand next to his pacifier collection.

Amari took it all in, shaking his head with a smirk. "Damn, tiny, you really livin' that baby life, huh?"

Lucas giggled, climbing onto his bed and grabbing his favorite plushie—a bunny named Momo. He hugged it close, watching Amari with wide, expectant eyes.

"C'n you gib me my paci, Daddy?"

Amari raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "Say please, baby."

Lucas pouted, hiding his face behind Momo. "Pwease, Daddy?"

Amari chuckled, picking up a pastel blue pacifier from the nightstand. He looked at it for a second before carefully bringing it to Lucas's lips. "Here you go, baby."

Lucas opened his mouth just a little, letting Amari slip the paci between his lips. As soon as he started sucking, his whole body relaxed, his tiny hands holding onto Momo tighter.

Amari sat on the edge of the bed, watching Lucas get all small and sleepy. "You comfy, tiny?"

Lucas nodded slowly, his big eyes already drooping. "'M weally comfy..." he mumbled around his paci.

Amari leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Lucas's forehead. "Good. Sleep tight, baby."

Lucas's heart melted. He let out a tiny, happy sigh and curled up under his blanket, his safe world wrapping around him.

As Amari stood up to leave, Lucas's small fingers reached out, tugging on his sleeve.

"Daddy?"

Amari looked back. "Yeah, tiny?"

Lucas blinked up at him sleepily, his paci moving slightly as he suckled.

"...Y-you gon' be my daddy foweber?"

Amari's expression softened. He leaned down again, tucking Lucas in properly, making sure his plushies were all in place.

"Yeah, baby. I'm not goin' anywhere."

Lucas let out a soft whimper, his little heart so full of love he thought it might burst.

"G'night, Daddy..."

"Goodnight, baby."

As Amari finally left the room, Lucas snuggled deeper into his bed, feeling safer than he had in years.

Because now... he had a real Daddy.

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