୨୧ billie's baby - age regression imagines ୨୧

little one

y/n grumbles and grizzles, the little frills that decorated the back of her pink leggings bouncing as she rapidly crawls after billie. she was not impressed with being set down on the floor.

y/n had been having a particularly difficult time, which had resulted in her regressing into an even younger headspace. to an age where she was too unstable on her feet to walk and had become nonverbal, apart from the occasional incoherent babbles and coos.

she sits up on her knees at billie's feet and furiously flaps her arms, her grumpy mumbles are unwavering as she demands to be picked up.

billie lets out a defeated sigh, scooping y/n up into her arms.

y/n's whining immediately comes to a halt, and a small grin tugs at the corner of her lips, pleased that she had succeeded in getting what she wanted, her fidgeting fingers coming up to play with billie's necklace.

"what am i going to do with you, little miss?" billie softly laughs.

y/n just grunts and gnaws on the silver heart pendant around billie's neck, drool rolling down her chin.

"no bubba, yucky" billie says, removing her jewelry from her baby's mouth.

y/n thrashes around in frustration until billie picks up her binky and holds it against her sulking lips.

y/n whines as she allows the binky to slip into her mouth, suckling only briefly before spitting it back out.

her attentive eyes lock in on billie's long, dark hair as she slowly grips onto a few strands. the temptation is too much for her little hands to resist, and she suddenly yanks down.

"uh ah, no ma'am" billie speaks sternly, her happy expression quickly turning into one of discomfort at the sharp pain that had been unexpectedly inflicted on her scalp.

y/n's bottom lip begins to pitifully quiver as tears dramatically spring from her eyes, her cries ringing throughout the room.

even the slightest reprimanding would always bring her to instant tears, she was a sensitive little girl.

"honey, there's no need for tears. mama just needs you to use gentle hands, okay?" billie explains in a kind tone, rubbing soothing circles on her back.

y/n's cries turn into whimpers as she sucks on her fingers, her free hand fiddling with the hem of billie's shirt sleeve, the feel of the soft fabric aiding in calming her.

"baby, do you want to eat?" billie asks, raising her hand to her mouth and motioning the baby sign for eat.

billie had started to teach y/n some baby sign language for whenever she was unable to use her words to help them communicate a bit better, and y/n was really catching on.

"eat?" billie repeats, doing the sign once more.

a look of concentration paints across y/n's little face as she examines billie's hand and then takes a good look at her own. she hesitates slightly with uncertainty before she brings her hand up to her mouth and tries her best to mimic billie's hand gesture.

"yes, eat! good girl!" billie exclaims with excitement, her heart nearly bursting with pride.

billie places y/n into her highchair, securing her in place with the snap of the buckle.

she opens the fridge and selects a jar of pumpkin and carrot purée. she pours some into a little bowl and warms it up in the microwave for a few seconds.

billie grabs one of y/n's silicone spoons, as she had a habit of biting down on her utensils, and billie didn't want her to hurt her delicate teeth.

"yum yum" billie speaks enthusiastically, offering y/n a small spoonful of the purée.

y/n's brows furrow in suspicion of the orange substance presented before her. she pokes a single chubby finger into the purée and investigates it closely.

"ooh" she coos, going cross-eyed as she inspects the puree closely before smudging it across the tray of her high chair.

"you're meant to eat it bubby, not play with it" billie scoffs amused, inching the spoon vaguely closer to y/n's stubbornly closed mouth, enticing her to give it a try.

with some gentle persistence from billie, y/n finally opens up her mouth a little bit, allowing the spoon to enter and the puree to make contact with her fussy taste buds.

y/n scrunches up her nose and blows the biggest raspberry, the puree splattering out her mouth and onto her surroundings.

"so that's a no then?" billie remarks, wiping a speck of puree off her cheek.

billie returns to the fridge and chooses a different puree, this time banana and pear.

"let's try this one, hm" billie suggests, mixing the fruit purée around.

y/n squawks her disapproval and shoves the spoon away, kicking her legs in objection.

billie attempts again but this time she manages to swipe some puree across y/n's lips just before she shoves it away.

y/n smacks her lips together, her little tongue darting in and out of her mouth, getting a taste of the sweet puree.

billie waits anxiously for some kind of reaction, and then y/n's teeny hands come together to sign more.

"good job, baby! more!" billie praises, fulfilling y/n's request and collecting more purée on the spoon for her.

"ah ah" y/n whines impatiently, opening her mouth wide, eager to receive the next spoonful.

"okay, okay, here you go" billie laughs, feeding y/n.

"mm" y/n murmurs as she continues to enjoy her puree, her contentment evident as her tiny hands and feet happy stim away.

after a few more mouthfuls, y/n decides she's had enough and begins to push the spoon away again.

"are you all done?" billie asks, demonstrating the hand gesture for all done.

y/n smacks her hands against the tray, her grouchy demeanor returning as her balled-up fist reaches up to rub her drowsy eyes.

"oh, i think someone is ready for a nap" billie observes, grabbing a wipe for y/n's face.

after a very dramatic face wash full of whines and complaints, billie takes y/n out of her high chair and grabs her binky and swaddle blanket.

billie gently lays y/n down on the couch and begins to wrap and tuck her tightly but comfortably into the muslin swaddle, y/n's focus fixated on the ceiling fan spinning above her.

"you just love that fan, huh?" billie laughs, cradling y/n in her arms.

"ba" y/n babbles in response.

billie softly sways from side to side, y/n's eyes still devoted to the fan, keeping them wide open even though billie could see in her little face that she was tired.

she pops the binky into y/n's mouth, only for y/n to frown and instantly spit it out.

billie tries to put it back in, but she just does the same thing, this time followed by a tiny giggle.

this was her new favorite game, spitting her binky out when it was time for her to go to sleep.

"cheeky monkey" billie tuts, now holding the binky in place so y/n couldn't spit it out, despite her infuriated efforts.

defeated and now definitely exhausted, y/n gives in and finally begins to suckle, nuzzling her face against her mama's chest, her eyes growing heavier with each of billie's steady sways.

billie presses a light kiss against y/n's forehead as her weary eyes fall completely shut. billie hums a sweet melody, easing her into a comfortable sleep.

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heyy. sorry for not posting sooner, i've been little a lot recently as i haven't felt the best :/

but i hope y'all enjoyed this imagine!

- violet ୨୧