Dom: Mirio
Sub: Tamaki
Suggested by: MY TINY FANGIRLING HEART
Tamaki's POV
I said next to Nejire and Mirio in the cafeteria, while Nejire rambles on about her day.
I'm tired, so I yawn. Nejire stops her rant, and both of my friends look at me, awe-ing.
"Are you guys okay? Did I do something?" I ask in a small voice.
"No... Your just-" Mirio starts.
"ADORABLE! YOUR JUST LIKE A KITTEN!" Neji says, cutting Mario off. (yes I put Mario on purpose.)
I blush deeply, putting my face in my hands.
"Embarassing..." I say, slipping in little space due to the stress that all the attention is giving me.
I crawl into Mirio's lap quietly, and relax in his warm embrase. Both of my friends are stronger and bigger than me, making me look up to them. I wanna be just like them when I grow up!! I'm a crybaby though. I'm really shy, and not brave enough to save people like them.
"Wan ood." (I want food) Mirio nods, spoon-feeding me the school lunch.
Only Bakugo, Neji and Mirio know about my littlespace. I'm too scared to tell anone else though. Bakugo only knows because he's my friend in littlespace. We're best friends. He talks a lot, and compliments me when he notices I'm getting sad. He makes sure I'm not left out. He's also very caring, and a big softie.
I get back to the dorms, and I look in my mirror. I'm fucking ugly. I take off my shirt, to see a tiny bit of abs. barely visible though. I work out as much as the others, but I'm not phisically strong. I'm fucking weak. (NOO BABYYYYY YOUR NOT)
I hate my ears, and my hair is awful... (NOOOOOOO) The only thing I like about my apperance is my eyes. Glossy and bright.
"You in here Tami?" (pronouced tah-m-ee) I look over at Neji, who walks into my dorm.
"Yeah..." I say, sitting on my bed.
"No your not Tamaki. What's wrong." Neji is like a mother to me. Sweet and caring. But she always gets her way.
"I need a proper caregiver... Like-" I think for a moment, chosing my words carefully. "I love you Neji, but I want a mommy or a daddy..." I say sadly. Neji pulls my shoulders, so my head is on her shoulder.
"What about Mirio?" She rubs my back, and I tense up. Mirio?! Mirio's too good for me! He deserves someone better! But when I told Neji this, she disagreed.
"Just ask him." She says, placing a light kiss on my forehead.
"Okay..." I say softly.
"You wanna colour?" She asks, petting my hair.
"Uhm... yeah." I say. She pulls my colouring books from out under my bed, and sets them next to me. She pulls out my 64 pack of crayons, and open it up, emptying the contents onto the bed.
"Wanna do princesses, heroes or trucks?" She asks, pointing to each one.
"Uhmm... Princesses." I say, pulling the book closer to me.
"Okay babe." She pulls out a paci from her pocket, and sets it in my mouth.
About 30 minutes later, I finished tinkerbell, and wanted to do something else. I tapped Neji's shoulder, and pointed at her phone.
"I wan call Miri..." (I wanna call Mirio...) I say softly.
"Okay bud, here you go." She dials his number, and hands my the phone.
Ring ring
Ring ring
"Hello?" Mirio answered, and I got a boost of confidece.
"Hello...!" I say happily, still in the soft voice.
"Hey little one, how are you?" His voice sounded kind of pretty through the phone!
"Am good! Your voice sound pretty!" I say, giggling.
"My voice sounds pretty?" He repeats, and I answer a quick 'mhm'.
"Why thank you Tami!" I smile, and Neji rubs my arm, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh yeah!" I say.
"What is it bud?"
"Me was wondering you be me dada?" I say, blinking. There was a bit of silence, and Mirio came in through the wall, hugging me.
"AHH! MIRI!" I say, giggling.
"Of course you little cutie!" He laughs, and picks me up. I hear the door open, and see Neji leaving the room, holding her thumb up at me. I smile, and she leaves.
I'm so glad I wrote this... My tiny heart... part 2?
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BNHA/MHA agere oneshots (Requests OPEN)
RandomHiyo! So to have me make one, you have to put who's dom, and who's sub, and the plot. I also would like for it to say the regression age, and the little's interest. I don't want any straight ships, because I hate writing straight things, (no offense...
