dsmp age regression oneshots

the tension finally snaps

ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ

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when sapnap agreed to be a caregiver, it seemed like the funnest thing in the world. he got to cook and clean and look after dream, who is arguably the cutest little bean in the world, and it felt like he was playing family with george helping too and he loved the appreciation he would receive when his boyfriend was big again and would be endlessly grateful of everything they did.

selfishly, he also loves the fact that he was little dream's favourite. george gets so obviously jealous sometimes, but it's always lighthearted and they all know, deep down, that their love was fair and equal and no two could last without their third.

he was only the favourite because he always gave dream whatever he asked for and treated him like treasure (plus he's built like a human teddy bear, so he gave the best cuddles) whilst george was more mature about it. george wouldn't give him candy before dinner or let him play in the rain without shoes and, whilst that probably made him the better caregiver, little dream prioritised immediate gratification like any child would, so sapnap was always number one.

it was perfect and fun and it gave sapnap meaning to his life that he didn't have before. it gave him worth and motivation and he was always filled with immediate joy when he would look over at his doorway to see dream standing there in fluffy pyjamas with his teddy in his arms and his hair tied back by george.

but he never accounted for how hard it would be.

he agreed without thinking about the tears and the breakdowns and the constant demands. he never thought about how having to cook for someone else who wouldn't eat their normal meals might take up time in his day.

and, whilst dream was usually nothing but an angel when he was little -a cuddly little sweetheart- he, just like any regressor, had his days. he had his moments, his strops, and because they were so rare, they always took sapnap by surprise.

he agreed to be there for the blond, because he loved the idea of giving him a taste of the childhood he never got to have, but he didn't think about his own mental health, or all the responsibility it really took to take care of a second human when you can barely look after yourself.

it was tiring, but he had agreed, so on days like today when he woke up feeling like a part of him was faded and tired, he just silently hoped that dream wouldn't regress, or he would and he'd just want cuddles, or he'd prioritise george for once.

he loved it when dream was little and happy, but he didn't like the thought of it happening when he didn't think he was in a place to help.

still, it wasn't like dream regressed every second of every day. the blond wasn't completely dependent, he could look after himself, so sapnap pushed the thought of his boyfriend out of his head as he forced himself out of bed and across the room to his desk.

most nights they would all share a bed, or at least two of them would cuddle, but sapnap had stayed up significantly later than the other two the night before, and he hadn't wanted to wake them up by sneaking into the bed after a late night of valorant with punz.