Baby boy

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He is baby 👆🏻

Jaylynn:

I woke up alone. Laying on an unfamiliar bed, and sore.

I didn't want to be alone. No... no...no

I felt tears peak in my eyes and softly cried. "D-daddyyyy...." I whined, hoping he was close by.

I heard voices in the background and one voice coming closer. I hid myself under the covers, realizing I was exposed to whoever was out there.

"D-daddy...." I whined under the covers.

Trevor:

"Thanks for helping me T." Daniel said with a soft smile as I helped him make pancakes.

"No problem." He stayed silent for a while. Seeming to tumble his thoughts around his brain.

"Penny for your thoughts?" I asked stirring the mix together.

"Yeah... I just wanted to let you know. I had fun last night, more than I thought, but definitely a one time thing. As much fun as I had, I'm still straight. It was fun, but not really for me in the future. Yaknow? Gotta say, surprisingly like it up the ass... haha" He blurred his thoughts together. I barely picked up on what he jumbled together.

"I get it. I had fun as well. But whatever you're feeling, that's good for you. But if you ever wanna try it out again. You know who to go to." I said with a smile. Sitting on the counter before he poured the batter on a skillet.

"I know. But I'd rather stay straight. That got any curiosity out of my system." Daniel laughed a bit.

"I feel you." I got of the counter and got out the eggs Daniel collected earlier this morning, cracking the and scrambling them. "Oh by the way, thank you for picking up Jay's stuff from my apartment earlier. I appreciate it." I smiled.

"Well I don't want you or Jay walking around naked all day." He chuckled. I laughed with him, continuing to scramble the eggs.

"Hey, you should check and see if Jaylynn is awake." Daniel looked at me, putting some finished pancakes on a plate.

"Will do." I said while I stopped mixing.

I wiped my hands on my pants and walked to Daniels room where Jay slept, ready to see my baby.

Jaylynn:

"Hey princess- oh princess, I'm here..." I heard his voice, laced with concern. "What's wrong baby?" I held onto him while he combs through my hair with his fingers.

"Y-you... gone... I- I alone..." I choked out.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry. I was making you breakfast. But I wanted to see you, and see your cute little face." I looked up at his smile, feeling better.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at him. "R-really?"

"Mhm... there's breakfast in the kitchen. It's almost ready. And of course I wanted to see you. You're mine. All mine." He kissed my forehead and I smiled. He's mine.

"Let's go eat, alright?" He kissed my cheek before standing up. I pulled the covers over my chest, frowning.

"What's wrong baby?"

"Daddy! I's not dressed!" I whined.

"Baby... do you need help getting dressed or do you want to?" I thought about it for a second.

"Daddy hewp!" I cheered, dropping the covers to reach my arms out.

He responded by putting his hands under my arms and lifting me to his hip. I buried my face in his neck, smelling him. Daddy smells good... I relaxed in his arms, feeling happy.