Twisted Wonderland little space / regression oneshots <3

🪞 stressed 🍎

((This is a lovely little anonymous request that I'm very excited to write! So I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing! I'm absolutely a sucker for little Vil!))

Cg = Epel
Little = Vil (4-5)
And reminder, this is platonic!
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Vil Schoenheit was never one who seemed to let stress or anything yet to him. Not often anyways. And if he did he was subtle about it until he was alone. But sometimes things don't go the way you want. He was distressed. As much as he'd hate to admit it, he was. He didn't know what to do. He felt like he couldn't amount to anything anymore. It felt like Neige was haunting him. And with all of that on top of one of his.... Private matters. As it was to him. It wasn't okay. Yes, he was a little. And yes he did slip and know it was okay. But sometimes he resented it. He felt like it "weighed him down". Which most definitely wasn't true.

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"I'm fine! Just stop! I'm not being dramatic at all! I just..... whatever!" Vil yelled at a group of his dorm members. God knows what was happening before that. Whatever it was seemed to throw him nearly over the edge as he stormed off to his room. But, there was only one who follow after him, that was a certain purple haired southern boy. Epel. He was decently quick to chase after the other, even with as much of having a door slammed in his face. But he tried not to be too mad with Vil. Clearly he was frustrated as it was. All he did was wait a few minutes before gently knocking. "Vil?...." He spoke calmly and all he got was grumbles from the other side of the door. "You alright? It's just me, I'm gonna come in... okay?-..." he waited for a response for a moment or two waiting on protests, and there wasn't any. So in he went.

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And there he was. His admirable stubborn, beautiful dorm leader sniffing with the blanket entirely covering him acting as if a small child would after they had even a small argument and didn't know what to do with themself. But despite all that, Epel approached gently. He'd seen this only a few times before, well.... Not Vil this distressed. But he knew that little secret of his and had helped out just a few times. Epel gently placed a hand on Vil's shoulder, causing the other to shift a bit. "Go 'way...." Was all he got. That slightly slurred speech between all those sniffles was a give away." "It's only me. It's okay. You wanna talk about what happened down there?" The little only shook his head in response.  "And that's okay too-" "they was mean! And don't listen!" He whined. Little one was most definitely still feeling distressed and frustrated. The best he could do was provide back circles till the hiccups and sniffles ceased.

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"There.... We're all calm now... You wanna tell me how old you're feeling?" "....four." "Woah! You're a big boy then, arent you?" That earned him a slight smile and a nod. "How about we change you out of those clothes into something more fitting though. How's that sound?" He begrudgingly agreed. Mainly because he didn't wanna leave his blankets, but he'd be alright. Soon enough he was in a t-shirt with a purple dinosaur pattern on it, some white shortalls, and some purple long socks. It was perfect. "There we go! So much better, right?" Vil only nodded. Usually he was much more energetic than this.. maybe after that he just needs a little bit? "Hmmm.... You wanna go get your toys out and find something for us to play while I fill up your sippy cup?" Another nod. And that happened. Vil got all of his toys. All of them. He wasn't gonna pick just a few. "Woah- here bud- that's a lot of toys- we gonna play with all those?..." and this time he actually got an answer! "Thank you bubba. Mhm!" "Oh wow- where to start then?" ".....tower!! We gonna build a princess tower for her. Okay?" "Alright!" And the little ones request happened. "So what now? So we get Godzilla to knock it down?" "NO! No! It stays!" Epel immediately apologized for that one. He didn't expect it to be that offensive to the little guy- "sorry sorry! My bad. Maybe we should set up some knights to guard it?" "Yeah! That's good! Now.... They stay here. I wanna color now." His attention span was...something. "I- alright! Works for me! Here you go." "You gotta color too." "Of corse! Right right!"

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Lots and lots of coloring pages and pictures now littered the floor, even though it had only been about 2 and a half hours, Vil was ready to crash. All those big emotions and playing took a lot outa Him. "Hey bud? You ready to lay down for a nap for me?" And shockingly enough, there was no fight. Just an eye rub and nod. He was quick to hurry into bed. He was tucked in with his many stuffies and a nightlight was turned on. And of corse he was read a story. Goodnight moon. Epel wasn't far in before the other was out. So he gently and quietly picked up and returned everything to its proper place before leaving the room, leaving the little one to his beauty sleep.