A storm won't ruin the day, not when you're here with me

we're doing better, it's always been all of us together

Summary:

You wished to tell your boyfriends about your coping mechanism for months now, but after how it went down with your ex, you couldn't gather the courage to talk about it. But one day, you do.

Disclaimer: this is a fantasy I had when I was like 13 lol

Notes:

For @Irongalpal

^On AO3^

There wasn't enough agere reader fics, or enough fics of this vital conversation of agere, period; so here I am. I did my best, but I'm not a psychologist so I am, of course, not an expert.

You didn't know what to do anymore.

All of the time your boyfriends, Fred and Cedric, talked about how important open communication and honesty was in a relationship, especially a poly one, if it was ever going to work. Originally, it was just Fred and Cedric, but as they explained to you six months ago on a romantic date that you only imagined in sappy romance novels and stupidly heartwarming rom-coms, both of them had fallen in love with you.

Love , as if you knew them personally for more than two weeks. Which you didn't, just to be clear.

It was a bit difficult to open your walls up for them, after you built them so hard, so high, so thick, after the incident. Nevertheless, they broke through, and they weren't shocked to see that underneath, you were really quite soft. From that came the affectionate nickname, beetle. You always liked nicknames with a meaning.

"Little beetle, are you okay? You look like you're thinking hard about something," Cedric said, looking at you with concern.

"Or like you're pooping," Fred said jokingly with a small smile.

You blushed at Fred's words, not realizing you looked so serious, and looked down at your hands.

"Ok, seriously, what's wrong, bug," Fred said.

You gulped before steadying your nerves, "Um...I've been wanting to tell you both something for a long time. It's really important to me."

"Alright. We're here; you can tell us anything," Cedric said as he slowly moved to the sofa sitting next to you.

You opened your mouth to tell them, but only a small sob came out.

Fred softly said, "Oh, sweetie, you know we love you no matter what."

"Whatever you tell us, it can't diminish our love for you," Cedric agreed.

You took a deep breath before trying again. Cedric rubbed his hand lovingly on your back, easing the tension fisting your lungs tightly.

"I-I have a coping mechanism I use sometimes. It helps a lot with my um, thoughts, and I don't know, it's weird ok!" You let out emotionally, all in a rush.

"Hmm, if it helps you, why is it 'weird'?" Fred asked with air quotes waving around.

"I don't know," You mumbled to the floor.

Regardless, Cedric heard you and said, "You do know, you just don't know how to articulate it. Why don't you instead explain what it is?"

"Uh...ok. Um, so I guess I like regress? To like, a younger age. Sort of like a child? Usually, I just cuddle with, I don't know, a stuffie, color, or I play Just Dance. I escape the real world problems and big thoughts for a while," You said, fumbling your fingers around nervously.

"What do you mean, regress? Do you mentally go back to how you were when you were younger?" Fred questioned.

"Yeah, yeah. I do. Um, I typically stay around 7 to 9, but I've gone to about 4, I think? I don't really act like a normal 4 year old though, I would be like how I was when I was four." You explained.

"So, what does that mean?" Cedric asked, pushing you to continue.

"Well, when I was four physically, I acted a lot older than normal I guess? Not really because of anything bad, at least at that time, but I was the oldest sibling, and I was just more mature I guess. So, I could read at a higher level than most third-graders and could do basic arithmetic like division and things," You said.

"Oh ok, that makes sense, so you're bringing out your inner child?" Fred realized.

You nodded before saying, "Yeah, and I specifically wanted to ask if you would like to be with me while I'm like that."

"Of course, beetle. We love every single part of you, including this. I'm so happy you told us," Cedric said, hugging you tightly.

"I would love to have fun with the little you," Fred exclaimed.

You smiled lightly. Maybe it would be okay. Better than ok even. With the two of them, you could trust them with anything

Notes:

What did you think?
Do you want me to continue this into a series?
thank you @irongalpal for writing fics that make me happy. I hope this was able to make your day better :D

Coming back to this and realizing this is a self insert for me bc I made this wanting a cg desperately so I made fake scenarios instead, and still do 😭