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"happy birthday two!!" my "siblings" shouted as i walked in the rainbow room

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"happy birthday two!!" my "siblings" shouted as i walked in the rainbow room. i feel everyone's eyes on me, a different view than usual. i spent extra time getting ready because it is my 18th birthday. papas gift to me was a special birthday outfit and some makeup, since i'm considered an adult. although i barely learned what makeup is today, another doctor who knows how to use it helped me.

i head over to my usual hang out spot and get myself comfortable as i wait for eleven. "happy birthday two you look very pretty!" eleven says in excitement. "thank you so much eleven." i smile. i look across the room and see peter approaching me. "happy birthday two, you look beautiful." he says scanning my appearance before engulfing me in a big hug. his large hands around my waist, he slides his hands off my waist, it made me feel something... something ive never felt before, an unknown feeling from inside. he has a smile on his face, a different type of smile, one that i've never seen before, one that i can't tell what he means behind it. "thank you peter." i reply, feeling flutters in my stomach.

"how are you feeling today?" he asks. "i'm feeling happy." i grin. "i'm glad to hear that dear." he grins and rests his hand on my leg. he's been touching me a lot...i wonder why. after a bit of small talk, we start asking deeper questions, questions to get to know each other. by the end of free time it feels like we know every single thing possible about each other. eleven being eleven, was busy with a game shes been stuck on no matter how much we tried to include her.

time passes by and bedtime comes. i don't like to sleep alone, even tho i've never slept with anyone, i get a empty,
lonely feeling every night.

"peter?"
"yes two?"
"can you sleep in my room?"

"c-can i what?" he says with a confused look. "if you want to of course." i reassured. "i would be fine with that but if papa finds out..."
"don't worry he said i'm allowed to lock my door now." i say innocently. i'm not sure why he's so nervous about it, it's just sleeping. we soon make it to my room, a little later than we should've since the smaller children stopped at the bathroom. luckily, papas room is no where near the children's rooms and he headed to bed around 20 minutes ago.

"uh where do you want me to sleep two?" he asks. "in my bed silly where else?" i giggle in confusion. "are you sure?" he says with a small smile. " i need to change would you mind turning around?" i look at him. "oh of course." he replies turning around. i change into my sweatpants and sweat shirt and take off my slippers. i turn around and see him unbuttoning his white button up. that same unknown feeling from earlier rushes through my veins, what is this feeling?

he takes off his button up and is left with a white short sleeve underneath. i get the wall of course and he gets the edge. "is this okay?" he says as he wraps his arms around my torso from behind. his cold hands and warm body fills my senses. "yes, goodnight peter." i say in a smile. "goodnight...love." he says quietly before placing his head in the crook of my neck.

the alone feeling is finally gone.

i woke up in an empty bed. the loss of warmth saddens me. on my table there was a note "had to leave early, sorry ♡" the note said, relief came over me as i read the note and prepared myself for the day.

as i'm about to walk out the room, peter bursts in. "we need to get out of here, now." he says in a urgent tone.

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i promise i see all of your comments i lov you all ☹️💓
this story is inspired by a few songs or has some chapters that will be inspired by a few different songs.

baby i'm yours
arctic monkeys

white tee
summer walker & no1 noah

pretty eyes
the cranberries

kraazy
likybo

beautiful
bazzi

heaven can wait
michael jackson

btw there's no specific time period it's just like a whenever thing it doesn't rlly matter or effect anything much

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