Creepypasta Littlespace/Cgl stories

CG!Masky giving their little a bottle and tucking them into bed

Pairing: Daddy/CG!Masky/Tim × Little/Regressed!

reader (gender neutral)

Contains: CG/I dynamic, the word daddy is used, nonsexual bath time, fluff, reader is stressed and Tim is determined to help, Tim is a sweet, caring CG

Well if it isn't my favorite thing in the whole world."

Your head snapped up to see Tim standing there in the kitchen smirking, you had gotten home from a very,very stressful day which completed your stressful week to find that Tim was home early from his mission which was a major relief. You threw yourself into his arms taking in the smell of him. He smelled like the woods after a fresh rain and tobacco, you kept complaining you hated the smell of cigarettes so he started rolling his own from fresh tobacco, and his cologne.

"Hey, Baby, it's nice to see you too." He mumbled in your ear and pulled you even closer. That's all it took to break the floodgates and you began sobbing into the man's chest with his shirt in a death grip between your fingers.

"Woah, hey, what's all this?" He ask pulling you back as you look as his face which was maskless and full of worry you could only stare at him taking in heavy gulps of air with panic, relief, and just overall exhaustion swirling in your chest. You felt so fatigued and fried from the stress that this was all you could do, sob like a toddler.

"1-1 l've been s-so stressed. I w-was all alone and I had t-to be so big and I hated i-it!" You managed to get out and Tim just nodded and pulled you towards the bathroom and began to run some water and put in bubbles and all kinds of your favorite smell goods.

"W-what are you doing?" You ask as you wipe the tears from your cheeks and chin and Tim just chuckles,

"I'm running you a bath, sweetheart, sound like you need it." He answered very matter of factly before he stands up and walks over to you, pulling you into a tight hug and pressing a kiss to your forehead, you let out a small sigh and nod as you begin pulling your clothes off, a bath sounding genuinely good, Tim threw a couple bath toys and crayons in the bath for you before helping you into the bath.

"I feel smol." You mumbled out, a blush crossing your cheeks as you felt embarrassed, You watched as Tim removed the long-sleeved t-shirt he wore to show his white tank top underneath before grabbing the pitcher you guys kept in the bathroom for this purpose and wet your hair.

"Good, I love takin care of you, honey. Tim responded with his signature lopsided smirk you smiled back up at the man as he massaged the sweet-smelling shampoo into your locks and giggled softly when he kissed your nose gently, you even got away with lightly splashing him a few times with very joking scolds.

"Alrighty I think it's time to get out and get ready for bed. Tim said as he helped you out of the tub after draining it, you pouted a little bit but knew it would be a bad idea to be bratty and just wanting to enjoy being babied. Tim carried you to your shared bedroom and helped you get into your favorite jammies on and tucked you in carefully before disappearing out into the other areas of the cabin. You could hear him rummaging around before he came back into the room.

*I, uh, got ya this while I was gone. We found a whole store that sold a lot of little gear. You sat up in anticipation and took what he was holding out of his hands and studied it.

"For me? Thank you, Daddy!" He had gotten you an adult bottle with bears and frogs on it. You smiled up at him and brought the bottle to your lips, you were pleasantly surprised at the sweet angels milk that came out. It was nice and warm and soothing. Tim pulled you close and cuddled you while turning on some baby sensory videos for you to drift off to while he ran his fingers through your hair and gave you soft kisses.

It wasn't long before you finished the bottle and was fast asleep in his arms Tim smiled as he traced your sleeping features gently with his fingers. He was home and thanks to you he really knew what home felt like.

Coming home to love, care, and live with you gave him a sense of purpose and belonging he hadn't felt in so long. He reached over and pulled a pacifier out of the drawer next to him and popped it softly in your mouth before pulling out his phone and taking a picture, just something to keep for when he's inevitably sent out again.