Little!Foolish, CG!Sam, CG!Ponk
Ship: Foolish x Sam x Ponk
Type: Fluff
TW: None
No one is judging you if you can't read this, take care of yourself.
Requested By: Transader
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Foolish was sitting on the couch, waiting for his boyfriends to get home from work.
He nervously looked at his phone, the weather app pulled up. It said there was going to be a storm any second now.
He wasn't scared of the storm, he was nervous of them being out during it. There are a lot of car accidents during storms, the roads slippery and people desperate to get home.
He went into their bedroom and put his boyfriend's clothes on, something he did for comfort. The oversized clothes made his head get a little fuzzy, telling him to regress.
When he returned to the couch he looked out the window, water droplets cascading down it.
It was raining and his boyfriends weren't home.
He turned the tv on, watching it for a distraction as his nerves built up. He got invested in the show until he saw a flash out the window, a loud crash following it.
Now it was storming and his boyfriends weren't home.
He couldn't focus on the tv anymore, his gaze on the closed front door. Another crash of thunder made him sink back into the couch, bottom lip held between his teeth.
He was watching every tick of his watch, watching as each second went by. 15 minutes had passed, the storm picking up more and more.
"They should've been home 10 minutes ago.." He mumbled to himself, his lip bleeding from how hard he was biting.
Here he was, sitting in between headspaces on their couch, in a somewhat dissociation, there but not present. He didn't even hear his boyfriends get home, hoods over their head in an attempt to stay as dry as they could.
He was snapped out of his trance hearing his name being called and he looked over to see Ponk and Sam looking at him, worry painted on their faces.
"Bub, you okay?"
Bub. His little side liked that a lot.
"Mhm, sorry."
"Don't be sorry, we're just worried, that's all. Wanna come cuddle?"
Cuddling. That sounded really nice.
He shook his head no, less of an answer and more as a response to his little side trying to win him over.
Hurt flashed in his boyfriend's eyes which didn't go unnoticed by Foolish and made him feel bad.
He needed to leave. Now. Bathroom, just not see his boyfriends who wanted to cuddle and- no, not now.
He stood up too fast and fell to the floor, tangled in his blanket. He felt like his little space was about to surface, and this was really not helping.
While Ponk laughed at him Sam stood up and helped him out, wanting to make sure he didn't get hurt.
"Honey, you okay?"
Honey. That was it. Little space hit him like a truck and he whined dramatically, making grabby hands at his boyfriends with pleading eyes.
Foolish clung to Sam for dear life as he was picked up and placed on the couch next to Ponk, Sam sitting on his other side afterwards.
"C-Can we cuddwe p-pwease?"
"Of course. I thought you didn't want to?"
"I do! m'sowwy!"
"Don't be sorry bubs, we can cuddle right now!"
The slurs and mispronunciations didn't go unnoticed and helped them realize that he was regressed for the first time in a while.
"Hey baby, how old are you?"
Foolish held 3 fingers up, then put one down, then put it back up again.
"It's okay not to know bubs. Wanna cuddle here or on the bed?"
"Here pwease? Cans I be in da midd'e?"
"Mhm! Want some pjs?"
Foolish vigorously nodded, whining afterwards since he made his head hurt.
"Careful honey."
"M'sowwy SamSam, didn' mean to!"
Ponk left and went into their bedroom, returning with his pjs. Sam smiled at the nickname and helped Foolish take off his clothes, Ponk putting on the pjs right after.
"Pinkie? Can you hewp wif my nails?"
Foolish held up his hand showing his chipped nail polish.
"Mhm, one second baby."
He got up and jogged out of the living room, returning a few minutes later with a bottle of black nail polish in his hand.
He sat down and turned towards Foolish, reaching over and grabbing his hand. He carefully covered the chipped paint with a fresh layer, tongue sticking out as he did it.
He lightly blew on each finger to make it dry faster, kissing his hand afterwards as a joke and making him giggle.
"All better?"
"Yes, tank you!"
"You're welcome, want some milk bubs?"
Foolish nodded again, this time dramatically slow and earning a laugh from the two others.
Ponk left to go make the milk and Sam played with Foolish's hair, something the latter liked a lot.
"Movie?"
"Of course!"
Sam put on Foolish's favorite movie, the little becoming very invested in seconds. Ponk came back a few minutes later, immediately handing Foolish the milk and sitting down next to him.
"Tank you!"
"You're welcome baby."
Foolish drank his milk and cuddled into his boyfriends, becoming drowsy from the drink and the attention. He turned around and looked at Sam, chin resting on his chest.
"Kiss?"
Sam leaned down and made little kisses all of Foolish face, the little giggling the whole time. Foolish closed his eyes and yawned, arms loosely wrapped around Sam.
"Wanna go to bed?"
"Nooo, m'comfy!"
"Okay, goodnight baby!"
"Goodnight, wuv you!"
His boyfriends finished the movie and needed up falling alseep on the couch, unable to move with Foolish latched onto both of them.
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I'm sorry this really wasn't that good i'll redo it if you want!
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