7: happy birthday.

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your name

"Be careful," Daddy Jimin covers my eyes with his huge hands, leading me downstairs while I can't see anything. I'm nervous. I don't know what he's up to and I'm so curious. What could it even be? My butt feels much better after the warm bath he prepared for me and I feel so clean and fresh as well. It was the first time someone was so gentle while cleaning me and it made me feel at home. A better home. It is my home now, isn't it? I feel butterflies in my stomach, thinking in my head about what Jimin had said earlier.

I can live here, for as long as I want to. Finally. And that happened to be on my birthday. This all feels like a coincidence. Ever since Daddy Jimin took me here, I started feeling loved and cared for. It makes me so happy, to have somebody who protects me when I'm scared at night. No screams, no shattered glasses, and no blood. All of that is in the past now. I feel at ease. 

"And that's the final step," I'm finally on the ground, his hands still covering my eyes as I hold onto his wrists, scared to fall onto the floor. "Are you okay, Hun?" The endearing name makes my heart pound and the butterflies in my tummy go crazy.

"Y-Yes, Daddy," I respond, nervously. I can hear him chuckle as we continue walking.

How come it was him who found me there on the streets? When he pulled me in his arms that day, I actually felt at home. I felt warm and like the whole world was at peace and ever since I got here, I didn't even think about my old home and not even my mom, even though I still wonder how she's doing. She's still my mother. I wonder how my life would have been if my father didn't die because of cancer.

Would I be here, having my eyes covered by a man in this huge luxurious house?

No, I don't think so.

I suddenly get out pulled out of my thoughts. "Okay, Y/n. Are you ready?" I smile at his comforting and happy voice. "Yes!" I reply, happily as well. His positive personality trait is so contagious, that it infected me as well. Jimin then counts down from 3 to 1 and lets go of my eyes as my eyes widen after what awaited me in the living room the whole entire time.

"Happy Birthday!" Jimin shouts, cheerfully while I'm standing here, covering my mouth with both hands. There's multi-colored confetti everywhere on the table and there's a Benjamin Blossom cake it as well. I laugh and hug myself, feeling nothing but joy.

Jimin puts a birthday hat on me out of nowhere, after also putting one on himself. I'm so thankful. There's a pink striped box on the couch and Jimin suddenly holds onto my waist as he carries me bridal style. I feel so happy. So much euphoria it's quite impossible to change my mood at the moment.

Jimin sits down and makes me sit on his lap. The candles are already set up with light and it looks so cute and pretty. The sprinkles on the cake match well with the confetti on the table. I giggle as I look at the whole package. No one has ever done this for me.

"Go on! Blow out the candles!" Jimin says and he honestly seems for excited than me. He's so adorable and such a loveable human being. I blow out the candles and he claps with his hands as I can't help but smile at the whole surprise Jimin made for me.

I turn my face, facing Jimin as he has a big smile on his handsome face. I'm so happy. This is what i've always wanted. Someone who cheers me up and makes me happy in the most beautiful and purest way.

I never expected my 18th birthday to end up like this. And I can't wait to celebrate my other birthdays with Jimin. Forever and until the day I die or when i'm ready to find myself a job and get an apartment for myself. I don't want to burden Daddy Jimin. He saved me but still, how long is this going to hold even?

We both look deep into each other's eyes, his chocolate-brown eyes filled with nothing but love, happiness and joy. He looks so happy. Happier than I do. He puts a string of hair behind my ear and we both slowly lean in, finally closing the gap between us.

This feels like a dream I don't ever want to end. Never. My palms are placed on his shoulder, holding gently onto them, not wanting to let go or stop kissing him. His lips feel so good and soft. He makes me feel like an actual princess. I close my eyes as he's holding onto my waist, stroking it with his thumbs, and I honestly could fall asleep staying like this.

I feel so comfortable on his lap. And I feel so comfortable in general with him. We both pull away, slowly. Is it possible for someone to fall in love in just a day? Because I think, I actually fell in love. For the first time after a long time. And I feel so safe, knowing it's Daddy Jimin I fell in love with. I can't deny my feelings I have for him.
I gave in so much passion in the kiss and all the love I have for him.

I love him. I fell in love with someone who's 17 years older than me. Is this even alright? Is this even legal? My heart pounds faster as soon as Jimin places his lips on mine again, our lips matching perfectly with each other and the butterflies in my stomach turn into a whole zoo instantly.
I fell in love with my Daddy.

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