MCYT Age Regression

Papa's Here

Plot: Cellbit come from a background where his parents weren't good to him. He never told anyone about it. Because of his trauma, he regresses uncontrollably. He tries his best to hide it until one day, he can't.

TW: Panic attack, mentions of parental abuse

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Little: Cellbit
Nicknames: Gatinho, Kitty
CG: Roier
Nicknames: 'Pito

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3rd Person POV

Cellbit shot awake. He had another nightmare about his childhood. Although his breathing turned to gasps he wouldn't dare wake up Roier. But he wasn't even there, he was out with his friends. He sobbed and reached out to grab something, anything to help him. But there was nothing. His body was shaking and he couldn't think. The only think he could think about is Roier, but he didn't want to bother him. His tears impacted his vision anyways so if he wanted to call his partner, he had to calm down. He crawled off the bed hoping that he would be able to breathe better. Thankfully it did. His tears started to slow and he started thinking clearer. He stumbled to Roier's dresser and grabbed his lover's cologne with his trembling hands. He crawled back in bed and sprayed Roier's pillow with the cologne then laid his head on it. The thought of Roier comforting him was enough to calm him down. It calmed his down so much that his head started to have his favorite familiar fuzzy feeling. 

He let the feeling take over. He opened his eyes and started to smile. All the big scary things that happened washed away. He wasn't worried about that, he just wanted to feel good. The little reached under the bed and grabbed a camouflage green pacifier and stuffed kitty. The stuffie was very much dirty and he had to sew it back together a few times but it was from his childhood and he was attached to it. Little Cellbit crawled off the bed and grabbed the hoodie that Roier was wearing earlier and put it on. He crawled back on the bed and wrapped his arms around his stuffie. Between the smell of his lover and the comfort of his childhood toy, it was enough to make his feel smaller. He babbled to his toy kitty, having a conversation with her. 

Cellbit didn't hear Roier come home, or come in the bedroom. Roier grabbed Cellbit's ankle and dragged him to him. Roier's intention wasn't bad, he just wanted Cellbit to cling onto him. But when he did that, he didn't expect Cellbit to curl himself into a ball and start sobbing. "Gatihno? What's wrong did I hurt you?" Roier panicked. He went to scoop up Cellbit in his arms but he was immanently rejected. Cellbit's sobs broke Roier's heart. He couldn't figure out why his lover was crying.

Meanwhile when Roier grabbed Cellbit it was enough to trigger his trauma. All the scary thoughts flooded back and the little boy couldn't know any better. Besides, he had never shared his trauma with Roier so there was no way of him knowing. Roier was very scared himself because he has never seen Cellbit cry, ever. Roier approached the situation carefully, he didn't want to make things worse. "Kitty please talk to me," Roier asked desperately. He slowly brought his hands to the little's face and rubbed it softly. "Please don't cry, I love you," Roier whispered. Cellbit's breathing started to slow again. Roier looked over and saw the little's pacifier on the bed. He picked it up and popped it in his mouth. "I'm gonna hold you is that okay?" Roier asked. Cellbit thought about it then nodded his head. Roier smiled and sat on the bed so his gatihno could crawl in his lap, and he did. The little held the stuffie tightly, as if someone threatened to take it. "What's her name?" Roier asked wiping Cellbit's tears. Cellbit debated on telling him or not. He leaned into Roier like it was a secret. "Name... Goggles," Cellbit whispered. He looked down quickly, afraid of being judged. Roier smiled, "What a cute name." 

When Roier thought Cellbit fully calmed down, he spoke up, "Why did you cry? Did I hurt you?" Cellbit squirmed uncomfortably, he was scared to answer. He played with Roier's hair to stall. "If you tell me, I'll give you so many cuddles and kisses," Roier negotiated. Cellbit brought his hands to his face. "No mad?" Cellbit asked. "Of course I won't be mad Kitty," Roier smiled. Cellbit still debated on telling Roier. Roier reached out to grab Cellbit's hands to hold them. Shortly after, Cellbit's hands started to tremble slightly. "Paren' mean," the little's voice shook, "It hwurt." He couldn't say anything else but at the same time, enough was said for Roier to piece it together. "Oh Gatihno don't cry, Papa's here," Roier watched the little start to cry. Roier held the little close to him. He didn't  just want to protect him from all of his bad thoughts, he needed to protect him. He wondered how long he's been holding in these feelings for. He didn't want Cellbit to cry but at the same time, he wanted him to get it all out. Roier drew circles in Cellbit's back as he cried in his chest. 

Cellbit started to calm down. Although Cellbit wasn't feeling big, Roier wanted to talk to him. "Cellbit please listen to me okay?" Little Cellbit moved his head from being buried in his chest to being buried in his neck. He nodded slowly. "You can talk to me Gatinho, I don't want you to handle stuff like this by yourself anymore. I can tell its been hurting you for a long time now." Cellbit nodded again, "Sowy 'pito." Roier kissed him on the forehead, "Don't be sorry Gatinho, I just want you to be happy." Cellbit nodded once more then rubbed his eyes. "Are you sleepy?" Roier hummed. Cellbit responded by wrapping his arms around his partner's neck. The mentally older man took that as a yes and gently laid the both of them down. "Cuddles?" Cellbit asked. Roier's heart melted a bit, "Of course Kitty." 

They both made themselves comfortable. Roier put Cellbit's pacifier in his mouth and his stuffie in his arms. Suddenly, Cellbit put his face close to Roier's. The little made his nose touch the others nose. "Boop!" the little cooed. Roier couldn't help but smile, "You're adorable."  He heard Cellbit start to giggle then eventually yawn. "Go to sleep, you need it," Roier whispered, kissing his lover. Cellbit yawned once more before drifting off to sleep, Roier falling soon after him. 

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I'm sick so instead of doing my hw, I wrote this. Have a good day, afternoon, evening, night!

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Word Count: 1120