{Babygirl}
Her phone buzzed softly.
She opened her eyes halfway, still half asleep, and looked at the screen.
"good morning babygirl"
A small smile formed on her lips as she typed lazily: "good morning daddy"
A few seconds later, his reply came: "That sentence could get you in trouble, little one."
She frowned slightly, trying to process his words. "What do you mean, ian?"
There was a pause… then a short reply: "Nothing. Come down quickly. I'm waiting outside."
Without thinking, she got up immediately, got dressed in a hurry, and headed out.
"Mom, I'm going out!"
Her mother looked at her with a soft smile. "With ian, right?"
She nodded, excited. "Of course."
She stepped outside…
And there he was.
Leaning against his motorcycle, dressed in a black hoodie and simple black pants— yet his presence was stronger than anything.
She ran to him and hugged him instantly. "Hii… where are we going today?"
He smiled slightly. "First… I have something important for you."
Her eyes lit up. "What is it?"
He pulled out a small box from his pocket… and opened it.
Inside… a ring and a necklace.
The ring was half a heart, engraved with the letter i, and the necklace… a delicate, elegant lock.
"Wow… what is this?"
He gently took her hand and slid the ring onto her finger. "This is my heart… it's been yours forever."
Then he raised his hand…
He was wearing the other half—with the letter T.
She froze for a moment… her eyes shimmering with tears.
"And I have your heart."
She couldn't speak… just smiled softly, holding back her tears. "You're… the best person."
Then he placed the necklace around her neck and whispered: "You have the lock… and I have the key."
She looked up at him…
He was wearing a necklace with a key.
Without hesitation, she hugged him tightly. "This is the best gift ever…"
He pulled her closer in silence.
Then they got on the motorcycle.
As always…
She sat behind him, wrapping her arms around him, her head resting against his back— as if the whole world disappeared… and only he remained.
After a few minutes…
The motorcycle stopped.
She got off slowly, looking around…
Her eyes widened in surprise.
A slightly elevated hill… away from the noise of the city. A small cozy tent was set up, with camping chairs beside it… and a hanging swing big enough to lie on.
The soft breeze moved gently through the place، and the sun was painting everything in warm golden light.
"Oh my God…" she whispered, her face lighting up, "Are we… camping?"
He looked at her, a small smile forming on his lips. "Do you like the surprise?"
She turned to him immediately, her eyes sparkling. "Of course I do!"
Without waiting, she ran toward the swing and sat on it, holding the ropes lightly as she looked at the view in front of her.
The sky… The air… Everything felt calm… romantic… perfect.
She turned her head slightly and gestured for him. "Come sit with me."
He walked toward her quietly and sat beside her.
For a moment… neither of them spoke.Then slowly… they both leaned back on the swing.
He opened his arm for her without saying a word.
She moved closer… resting her head on his arm, breathing in his scent… feeling the warmth of his embrace.
Everything felt safe.
Everything felt right.
They stayed like that… watching the view together, the world silent around them.
Then he spoke softly…
"You're my angel, Tyla."
Her heart skipped a beat.
A small smile formed on her lips as she closed her eyes for a second.
"And you…" she whispered, her voice barely audible, "you're my home."
His fingers gently brushed against her arm, pulling her a little closer.
"As long as I'm with you…" he said quietly, "nothing else matters."
She lifted her head slightly, looking at him.
Their eyes met…
And for a moment… time stopped.
"I don't ever want to lose this," she said softly.
His expression changed just a little…
Not sadness… but something deeper.
"You won't," he replied.
But the way he said it…
Felt like a promise— and a fear at the same time.
He lifted his hand, gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Stay with me… no matter what happens."
She didn't hesitate.
"Always."
A soft silence fell between them again…
but this time, it was filled with something stronger than words.
Something that felt like forever…
He moved slightly…
Then gently pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.
A quiet… deep kiss that lasted a few seconds— as if he was trying to say everything he couldn't put into words.
Then he leaned down, placing a light kiss on her nose.
She smiled softly…
Wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a tighter hug.He didn't hesitate.
His arms wrapped around her, holding her close… before she leaned in and placed a warm kiss against his neck.
They stayed like that for a moment…
lost in each other.
After a while, she suddenly sat up.
"I want us to film TikToks together!"
He raised an eyebrow, then chuckled. "Alright."
They spent the next while laughing, recording videos— she danced a little, tried trends, pulling him along with her energy.
After posting one, she grinned at him. "Your fans are going to lose their minds if they know about us."
He smirked slightly. "Let the whole world know you're mine."
Her heart skipped…
They later sat by the small fire, roasting marshmallows.
The soft crackling of the flames mixed with their laughter.
"ian…" she said.
"Yeah?"
She looked at him curiously. "What do you like most about me?"
He didn't answer immediately…
Just looked at her.
"Everything," he said finally. "Your soft hair… your eyes… they're like an angel's." He paused, smiling slightly. "Your lips… lips… like strawberries…"
He stopped for a second… then added quietly, "Even your body."
A brief silence.
"…especially you're...." he look down it her shirt and He tilted his head back, looking down it her back."
even the parts of you you try to hide…"
He quickly looked away a little. "Sorry… if that sounded weird but I'm honest with you ."
She laughed, lightly hitting his arm. "What are you saying? You're so shameless."
She put her hands coverd her chest.
He chuckled.
"And you? What do you like most about me?"
She tilted her head, pretending to think.
"Hmmm… I like your hands… especially the tattooed ones." She smiled softly. "Your eyes… dark like the night." your strong body. She hesitated a little… then added quietly, "And your neck… especially when you—"
She stopped, blushing slightly.
He noticed.
Especially When it's sweat .
A small smirk appeared on his lips.
Without warning, he pulled her chair closer… His hand gently holding her neck as he leaned in—
and kissed her.
She froze for half a second…
then melted into it, wrapping her arms around his neck.
The kiss deepened softly…
warm… slow…
He lifted her slightly by her waist, pulling her into his lap while still sitting.
Her legs wrapped around him naturally…
as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
When they finally pulled away…
he rested his forehead against hers.
"I love you so much, Tyla."
She smiled softly, breath slightly uneven. "I love you too, ian…"
She moved away slowly after that…
and they returned to sitting, eating, laughing, talking— as if nothing in the world existed except them.
It felt like their own little universe.
Just them.
Later…
they watched the sunset together, the sky slowly fading into soft colors…
until night fell quietly around them.
The air grew colder.
"Tyla," he said softly, "let's go inside the tent. It's getting cold—you'll get sick."She nodded, holding his hand like a child.
They walked together for a few seconds…
then she entered the tent first.
He followed right after, closing it behind him.
She looked around, eyes shining with excitement.
"Wooow… this is so beautiful…"
He couldn't help but smile at her reaction.