🍼 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝐸𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃: 𝒜 𝒱𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒮𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒮𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 🎀🌙

Lucas couldn't stop wiggling. His little hands shook as he packed his sleepover bag, filling it with all the important things—his softest pastel blankie, Momo, his new teddy from Amari, a pair of footie pajamas, and his pink sippy cup. He double-checked three times to make sure his pacis were in there.

"Mommyyyyyy," he whined, bouncing on his toes. "Where my bunny jammies?"

Mrs. Min chuckled, reaching into the laundry basket. "Right here, baby." She handed him the soft onesie with little white bunnies on it.

Lucas gasped, hugging it to his chest. "Fank you, Mommyyy!"

She knelt down, fixing his hair. "Are you excited to sleep at Daddy's house?"

Lucas nodded fast, his curls bouncing. "Uh-huh!! Sooo 'cited! Gonna cuddle wif Daddy an' watch toons an' maybe gets warm milkies an'—"

Mrs. Min laughed, booping his nose. "Just remember, sweetheart, if you get scared or overwhelmed, you can always call me, okay?"

Lucas blinked up at her, hugging Momo to his chest. "O'tay, Mommy." He knew his mommy worried about him a lot, but he really wanted to be brave!

Ding-dong!

"DADDYYYYY!!" Lucas squealed, grabbing his bag and zooming to the door. He bounced on his toes as Mrs. Min opened it.

Amari stood there in a gray hoodie and sweatpants, his dreads tied back. His hands were in his pockets, and he had that smirk—the one that made Lucas all warm and fuzzy. "Hey, tiny."

Lucas giggled, rocking side to side. "Daddy Daddy Daddy!"

Amari chuckled, stepping inside. "You ready, baby?"

Lucas nodded big, holding up his overnight bag. "I gots all my fings!!"

Mrs. Min crossed her arms, giving Amari that serious mommy look. "Make sure he brushes his teeth, eats his safe foods, and—"

"I got him, Mrs. Min," Amari reassured, resting a hand on Lucas' head. "Promise."

She sighed but smiled, kneeling to hug Lucas. "Have fun, baby. Mommy loves you."

Lucas wrapped his little arms around her. "Wuvs you, too, Mommy!"

Then, he took Amari's hand, waddling out the door.

Amari's Room - 8:30 PM

Lucas loved Daddy's room. It smelled like him—clean and safe. His bed was so big and warm, with soft blankets and pillows. He had a gaming setup in the corner and a bookshelf with comics and football trophies.

Lucas sat crisscross on the bed, holding his new teddy. His bunny pajamas were so cozy, and his paci was clipped to his onesie just in case.

Amari sat next to him, handing him a pink sippy cup of warm milk. "Here ya go, baby."

Lucas' eyes sparkled. "Fank you, Daddy!" He took the cup with both hands, sipping happily.

Amari smirked. "You're so cute, y'know that?"

Lucas squeaked, hiding his face behind his bear. "Nuh-uh..."

Amari chuckled, pulling him close. "Yeah-huh. My cute lil' baby."

Lucas melted into Amari's chest, his little hands gripping Daddy's hoodie. He felt so safe, so warm. His eyelids got heavy.

"Sleepy, baby?" Amari murmured, rubbing Lucas' back.

Lucas yawned, nodding. "Mhm... Daddy warm..."

Amari kissed the top of his head. "C'mon, let's get you tucked in, tiny."

He laid Lucas down, pulling the blankets over him. Lucas snuggled into the softness, sucking on his paci. Amari laid beside him, wrapping an arm around his waist.

Lucas' little voice was sleepy and soft. "Wuvs you, Daddy..."

Amari kissed his forehead. "I love you too, baby."

Lucas smiled, his heart full and warm.

He had never felt safer.

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