𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: Human AU, agere!Logan, caregiver!Remus
𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤: Brief P-OCD thoughts, Tell me if there's any others
ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤: This is based off of a rp prompt on my Instagram account, kinda short
Logan and Remus are study buddies, and eventually they became friends. They're really close, to the point that they don't even have to ask before going to the other's.
This was one of those days where Remus came over without permission. He waved to Logan's dad, and went up to Logan's room. He froze at the sight. Logan laid down on his stomach on his bed, with his legs in the air, sucking on a pacifier. He didn't notice Remus yet, glancing up from his coloring book to look at the tv in his room that was playing a cartoon.
Remus smiled softly after the shock. He knew what was happening with Logan- he had come across age regression randomly one night.
"Hey, there." He smiled more, walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. "How ya' feeling?"
Logan looked up quickly, embarrassed. He sat up quickly.
"Hey, bud, it's okay. You don't gotta be scared." Remus sat down on the bed beside Logan. "What'cha drawing?"
Logan stared at Remus before slowly showing him the coloring book. It was a unicorn, very neatly colored in, with minimal mistakes.
"Oooh-" Remus looked at it like it was the Mona Lisa. "Nice, nice. Say, how old ya' feeling?"
Logan slowly held up five fingers, still hesitant because he was scared Remus was judging him.
"That's the best age." He scrunched up his nose once he said that, his OCD putting an unpleasant image in his head.
Logan nodded slightly, he watched Remus a bit longer before laying back down and coloring. He turned the page and began on the next image, a princess. He giggled happily at it, pointing at the dress she was wearing as he turned at Remus.
"Wook{look}!" He said, taking the pacifier out of his mouth.
"Oh, wow! That's such a pretty dress!"
Logan agreed with him, nodding, as he put the pacifier back in his mouth.
