Living The Little Life (TBDL)

Chapter 9 :: Falling Hard

:: Troye ::

As soon as I entered Rix's home, the familiar smell of soup filled my nostrils. I was so happy to finally be in a safe, warm home with people who would accept me. Rix's parents were very accepting, especially his mother, Diane. No, they didn't know about our whole relationship, but she did know we were dating really cared about me.

"Awe, Troye, I'm so glad you could join us!" Diane said. She swiftly pulled me into a tight embrace, not getting too close which made me even more comfortable.

"T-thanks for having me..," I replied, not sure if Rix had told her about my situation or not. Before I could get upset thinking about previous events, Rix had his lips on my cheek and arms firmly around my hips.

"Mom, can I speak to you in the hall for a moment?" My daddy politely asked, and his mother quickly followed him out of the room, confusion obvious on her face.

Though I could not here most of their conversations, I did manage to catch one thing...

"Mom, I love him. And if he needs a place to stay, it will be right here where I can protect him"

I smiled, knowing I had nothing to worry about. I trusted Rich, even though we only met less than a few weeks ago. All I wanted to do was spend my life with him.

As Rix and his mother made their way back in, Diane sent me a warm smile and a nod, and that's how I knew... It was all going to be okay.

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"Daddy..," I whispered, sneaking back into the bed and under the thick blankets.

"Baby," he replied, pulling me against his warm skin, our bodies completely exposed minus the diapers around our waists. I snuggled into his chest, feeling safest when I could feel him.

Rix smiled, kissing my head every once and a while to show he was still awake. Comfort was the only thing consuming me, and I was thankful to be falling asleep with a full stomach and amazing man.

"Can I ask you something?" Rix suddenly said, braking me from my thoughts.

"Of course," I mumbled, not bothering to move from my position.

"When did you really know you liked diapers?" He asked. Not that I was surprised that he was curious, but I was certainly confused why this came to his mind right now.

"Well.. I-I always used to get this funny feeling when I saw one of my little cousins running around in a diaper. Or when I saw my mom buying them at the store. Almost like... Jealousy," I stated.

"All I wanted was to be coddled, to be held and kissed goodnight, to have all my needs covered by a stable caregiver," I finished.

He nodded, obviously deep in thought. I couldn't tell what he was thinking about, but not knowing was the worst part. What if he didn't want to give that kind of care to me?

"Well, Troye," he started. "I want the best for you, and I will do everything I can to care for you like you deserve."

I smiled, kissing his lips softly. It was still a surreal feeling being with my daddy, but I loved every minute of it.

"Now get some rest, baby boy, I have something planned tomorrow..," daddy told me, and I quickly drifted off to sleep.

A short update, sorry it's been so long!! The next chapter should be a good one, so look forward to that. PS, about to start a new book so MAKE SURE TO CHECK IT OUT! Love you all.