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katsukis POV


he says words that make me fall right into little space, it's hard when you've been holding it back and the one you love and who takes care of you keeps calling you pet names.


I'd say I'm about one. Instead of talking I babble random things, things that are not words


"aww such a cute little baby, dows my baby one a bottle," my dada says 


I nod my head a bunch saying yes 


he picks me up and carries me to the kitchen where he starts to make me a bottle


while I'm on him I start to notice something warm in my crotch 


I look down confused and see my crotch is wet and I look up at dada with tears in my eyes and I start crying loudly 


Dada looks at me and asks "what's wrong" and guesses I'm hungry and puts the bottle in my moth but I push it away feeling embarrassed and  I point down to my crotch where its wet and he notices and says "its okay baby boy, little babies should be wearing diapers anyways, here let's get you washed up and then you can have your milky okay?" he asks and I nod my head 


He takes me to the bathroom and takes off my clothes and grabs a wash cloth since we don't have showers in our dorms and cleans me all up. Thankfully none got on him, otherwise I would have been way more embarrassed aha. 


He takes me back to the bed, (still naked) and starts to dress me, starting with a extra thick diaper, then a cute shirt onsie that clips in the crotch, then a pair of overalls. Then he clips on a paci to my shirt and looks at me smiling which makes me smile back at him while giggling


"Hey baby, wanna go to the park?" he asks 


At first I nod yes, then no, then yes, and then no. I don't want people other then dada to know, they will think I'm dumb.

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