SkepHalo Collection Book

just a tiny secret [F]

| this miiiight be a lil bit of a vent fic

Warnings: age regression, misunderstanding of agere, slight descriptions of impure regre
Type: Mild hurt/Comfort

Little!Bad
Cg!Skeppy

Enjoy! |

Bad finally understood what it felt like to be a deer in headlights.

Here he was, caught red handed. And normally he'd dive straight into being defensive and yelling at Skeppy to get out of his room right now but... he couldn't. He was stuck, frozen in fear.

"Uhh... Did.. Did I interrupt something?" Skeppy asked cautiously.

Skeppy had an unreadable expression, and Bad hated it. He couldn't tell what Skeppy was thinking or feeling and that made his anxiety skyrocket.

He hadn't even noticed he was shaking, or that tears were now welling up in his eyes and making his vision distorted.

Skeppy saw Bad was on the verge of crying, he panicked, wondering if he'd done something bad.

"Shit uhm, are you ok? Did something happen? Did I do something?" Skeppy started asking, walking in Bad's room but keeping his distance just in case.

Suddenly, Bad started to cry. Then he started sobbing. Skeppy panicked even more.

"Y-You was-n't 'posed t-ta see!" Bad wailed, the pacifier in his mouth falling out and into his lap.

Skeppy was confused for a moment. Mainly the fact that his roommate and best friend was talking like a little kid had stunned him into silence, but also because he didn't know what he wasn't supposed to see.

Then he remembered how his friend was presenting.

"I.. You mean like this?" Bad nodded.

"Y-You get m-m-ad an'.. an'..." Bad hiccuped. He rubbed at his eyes with a tiny fist, sniffling.

Skeppy had to choose his words carefully. He just couldn't say "oh I don't care" when Bad was clearly more sensitive than usual.

"It's... ok? Uhm, I wouldn't get mad or anything." Skeppy said, sitting at the foot of Bad's bed.

Bad hiccuped again, "Y-You wouldn't?" Bad could feel himself slowly aging up. This was a talk that required big Bad.

Skeppy could tell the difference in his friend's behavior. He thought it safe to start talking like he usually would again. Just... a little less vulgar. Just in case.

"No no, I promise. And whatever you do in your room is your business. Even if I'm... personally not into it."

Bad paused. He thought Skeppy would try to be understanding if he ever found out. But... he thought is was weird. Gross. He thought Bad was weird.

Bad felt his adult headspace hit him full force, so hard it gave him a headache.

"It's not like that!" Bad defended, completely big now.

Skeppy blunk. The sudden change was shocking. But he overlooked that for now.

"Then... What's all this for?" Skeppy asked, picking up the pacifier from Bad's lap and inspecting it at an arm's length.