Louis Tomlinson Imagines

Daddy (Part 4)

[Daddy]

-A short month later-

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You had been staying at Louis' house for a month now, sleeping away on his couch. He had immediately started to take care of you. Driving you to school, buying you clothes and resources; even taking you out on weekends to relax.

You had grown quite fond of Louis, not blaming your mother for looking at him twice before claiming him.

He was a lovely human being and he treated you with the utmost care.

But lately, it's been to close. When he'd pick you up and drop you off at school, he'd kiss your forehead before giving a long embrace. Your friends had immediately jumped to conclusion that you had a boyfriend out of school and were now, somebody they were envious of.

Louis had insisted on both of you staying home this weekend and giving the house a quick clean which was reasonable enough. His apartment wasn't that dirty or big so it shouldn't take long before you can relax and watch some television.

So here you were, washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Excuse me sweetheart." Louis smiled reaching up over the cabinet above you both. His body brushed against yours causing a shiver to run through your skin. "Thanks." He took the windex bottle and disappeared out of the room as you shook it off, continuing the dishes.

After dishes was sweeping, moping and then cleaning the rails on the balcony.

Cleaning for hours on end, you finally fell face first onto the couch and your temporary bed for the first time today.

"The house is beginning to sparkle. Thanks sweetheart." Louis smiled as you held your thumb up causing him to chuckle and sit on the couch beside your hip. It was all silent as you stared at the blank pillow before feeling a hand on your back.

You flinched back looking at Louis wide eyed as he cooed you to calm down.

"Hey love," he began as you sat up causing him to sit by you. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." You nodded as he let out a shaky breath and gripped your hand catching you off guard.

"Can you call me Daddy?" Your eyes widened as he blushed, focusing on holding your gaze. "That's all I want. Instead of calling me Louis, just call me Daddy. Nothing else has to change." Catching your thoughts, you blinked back as he tightened his hands around yours.

"I-I suppose so." You blushed, feeling awkward to call him something people would take in a wrong way so easily.

"Thank you baby." He lingered his lips on the back of your hand before standing up. "I'll go start on an early dinner for us."

He stood up and you looked at your lap before hiding your face in your hands.

What had you gotten yourself into?