🍧 {Chapter 31} 🍧

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The car glides softly along the smooth roads on our way to the red bricked school, street lamps guiding our way through the early morning fog.

"It's chilly isn't it this morning? Your toes feeling cold baby?" Daddy asks cautiously, stroking the side of my face from the top of my woolly hat. I wriggle my little toes, finding they are quite warm and comfy in the soft socks and baby carrier. I shake my head in his hold and he warmly stokes his thumb over my eyelid, his warm grasp leaving soon after which makes me pout.

"First period i have Economics, which you can just draw or read in, then i have Computer Science, where there are these little bugs that you can make move about if you want ~ and then for third i have calculus where I've already written out some exercises for you baby boy." Daddy goes through the rest of his day, making sure i know whats going to happen and what i can do in the lessons so im not bored.

"No wanan gooo! Is jus wanan snuggle wit dada awl day!" I babble from around my pacifier as tears swell in my already puffy eyes.

"Oh i know baby boy~ i know daddy knows~" Baba sympathises and leans over, keeping his eyes focused on the road as he kisses my watery cheek.

We soon arrive at the school entrance and daddy swiftly parks, collects our things from the trunk and opens the large door next to me, making me shiver at the rush of cold air that swoops into the car. I cry out and attempt to hide my frosty face with my padded hands, but end up crying and becoming even more distressed when I realise i cant move them as im all wrapped up in the baby carrier.

"Come here baby." Daddy leans down and picks me up. Attaching the little straps to his shoulders and around his waist, then adding on Joshes jacket on-top which makes me stop crying and snuggle into his chest as he wraps the warm jacket around me, enveloping me in warmth. He walks over to his group of friends where they greet him, but only really acknowledge me in return. He talks to them and i feel his chest rumble against me, pressing my ear to him harder to try and block out the noise. His hand clasps at my ear, rubbing on my lobes gently, twirling around my bow studs which make me shiver and flinch in a good way. He teases my lobes as he begins to flick the back of my earrings, making my ears become hot and flushed. He calms down his teasing with soothing rubs which then ease into eating my abused ears alone once again.

After a while, daddy says bye bye to his fwiends and heads inside, the sweetly warm air a start contrast to the chilly outside! Daddy's big hand rests on my bum bum, his thumb stroking through the carrier and he taps gently to a rhythm as he stands by his locker, peeking inside and pulling out three founders, all in muted browns, blacks and greens.

I open my sleepy eyes wider, noticing the heart warming picture of me and Damion together. A toothy selfie of us stuck to the locker door with a cat paw magnet, which makes me smile like I did in the photo.

"Baba! Picshure! Picshur!" I squeal out and look up happily.

"Yes baby, a sweet picture of you and me hm?" He strokes my head and ruffles my hair softly. We walk over to daddy's lesson, perfectly on time as the loud bell rings as he enters the large classroom.

He sits himself down and unzips the sides of the carrier, folds down the back and picks me up. He unlocks the straps so the carrier falls down from his shoulders, from which he picks it up and balances my socked feet onto his thighs. The carrier is placed onto the floor and im switched around so my little back is against daddy's chest. Daddy slings his backpack from around his shoulder onto his side and pulls out a pencil aswell as a colouring book and a pretty bunny and strawberry themed pencil case. The lesson starts and i excitedly open the pencil case, almost squealing at the rows of pastel pens and coloured pencils, washi tapes and sticker packets all ready for me to use. Daddy's big hand wraps around my belly and holds onto me, his thumb stroking over my bellybutton through my baby grow and tickling me every now and then throughout the lesson so i don't feel forgotten.

By the end of the lesson, i finished two whole pages! I used all pens and pencils individually so they don't feel left out as well as only a few washi tapes and lots and lots of pretty stickers! I hold it to daddy and he praises me through kisses and cuddles, telling me how beautiful they are and how he needs to put these up on the big fridge!

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