AGE REGRESSION WRESTLING ONESHOTS

Chris Jericho & Sammy Guevara

Little! Sammy
Eventual Caregiver! Chris

Sammy's been going through a lot lately. Stress keeps piling up and it's been to much for him handle. He hasn't been giving his best work because of it.

It all started back when the jericho appreciation society parted. He pretty much had nobody to lean back on. Fighting with Chris sucked. He's always saw him as a father figure, and to have Chris mad at him was awful.

Sammy had known about age regression for awhile, so obviously he decided to look into it when it all became to much. Sure he was embarrassed but he would do anything to feel normal for awhile.

He looked through article after article until he made his decision. He was going to be a little. He had no caregiver, and he wasn't going to dare tell anybody about his newfound secret. So he went through it alone.

When Sammy's in his headspace he's around 3-4 years old. He can't do much on his own, so big Sammy tries his best to prepare everything for himself beforehand.

But when Sammy joined the Don callis family, all his worries came back. He never wanted to be apart of them but he felt he had no other option. He didn't think Chris would take him back, he thought he hated him, so he did what he thought was best.

He regrets that now.

The Don callis family never left him alone. He had no time to be little. He would never tell Don. Never. That man would torture him, and he would never put little Sammy through that.

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Sammy was in the men's locker room- not Don callis's private locker room, he's been trying to avoid them- trying to change back into his regular clothes, when he felt himself starting to slip into his head space

"Nooo" He whined frustrated when his boots wouldn't untie. He kicked his feet trying to get them off from where he was seated on the bench.

He held in tears. He wanted help but he was scared. It was all too much and he wanted to go home. He was too far gone now. His headspace had taken over.

He heard the door open and looked up, he felt a bit relieved when he saw a familiar face and smiled slightly.

But that smile fell immediately when that familiar face didn't even acknowledge his existence.

Chris ignored him, not wanting to cause anything, not knowing that Sammy was practically a three year old struggling to get his boot off.

But when Chris hear little sniffles, he couldn't ignore the boy anymore and turned to look at what was going on.

What he saw made him confused. Guevara was sitting on the bench across from Jericho teary eyed, kicking his feet slightly trying to remove his shoes while he was still sitting his in his gear, while little whines were heard coming out of him. Chris was sure Sammy's match had ended awhile ago. Why was the boy still here?

The little couldn't take it anymore and looked up slightly at the confused man.

The boy sniffled before be whispered "help please" while gesturing to his feet.

"What?" The older man said confused

"Heeelpp Chris" He whined starting to get upset, wanting this to be over.

"Okay okay calm yourself kid" Chris gave in and bent down to help the younger man with his boots.

Once they were off Sammy rubbed his eyes and whispered a small "Thank you"

Chris smiled "you're welcome kid"

He didn't want to leave Sammy alone though, he couldn't bring himself to leave, something was bothering the boy and his parently instincts kind of just gave in.

"Hey Sam is something wrong?" He asked gently from his spot infront of the boy.

He had a feeling he slightly knew what was going on but he didn't want to assume, because he'd never expected this behavior from him.

At that, Sammy broke down and sobbed, he covered his face and cried.

"Hey, hey its alright" Chris hushed in an attempt to soothe him.

He reached over and pulled him into his lap. Sammy immediately wrapped his arms around Chris.

"I's misses you" The little said miserably, still crying.

Chris's heart broke at this. He hadn't realized how much this would affect Sammy.

"I miss you too kid" He whispered into the Littles hair.

"Do you need anything kiddo?"

Sammy didn't even care anymore if Chris found out hell he probably already knew.

"Paci" He whispered cautiously before gesturing to his bag.

Chris's eyebrows furrowed his confusion for a second before it all clicked, and everything suddenly made sense.

"Hey Sam, how old are you?" He questioned curiously, looking down at the boy in his lap.

Sammy put up three fingers with a proud smile.

Chris chuckled fondly and took the boy out of his lap for second causing Sammy to whine before he grabbed Sammy's bag and took out the blue and green pacifier to stick in between the littles lips.

He took Sammy back into his lap and just hugged him, had had missed him, he truly had, it's been lonely without him.

"Does Don know?" He asked hoping the little would catch on.

Sammy shook his head while his eyes started to water once again.

"Hey, hey no tears now, it's okay bub" The older man said to calm him down and stop his tears.

He reached his hand up and wiped off Sammy's tears and ran his hand through the kids hair, trying to think of what to do.

"Don't like Don" the little had said all of a sudden through his pacifier, jerking Chris out of his thoughts.

This shocked the man.

"You don't?" He said chuckling a bit

Sammy shook his head.

"He's mean" Sammy whispered burying his head into Chris shoulder

This infuriated Chris. Don was upsetting his boy? Hell no.

"Sammy does anybody take care of you when you're little? Or even big for that matter?"

Sammy shook his head again, he felt ashamed.

"Its alright kid, I'm so sorry about everything that had happened before. I miss you kid, if you'll let me I'll help take care you. I can tell you need this" He had hoped the words were going through the three years old head properly.

Sammy brightened up at this so he must have comprehended most of it.

The two hugged really tight before Chris had decided it was time for them to leave. Sammy still wasn't changed so Chris's helped him get back into comfier clothes before taking him out and to the hotel.

He layed Sammy down on the other hotel bed and tucked him in with his pacifier and stuffed animals from his bag before changing out into his pajamas and getting ready for bed.

The kid was cute like this. He couldn't deny that, Sammy was adorable. He promised himself nobody would hurt the kid again, or abandon him. As of now Sammy was no longer apart of the Don Callis family.

All he has to do is hope big Sammy will be okay with it too.

(Obviously he was)