J+C: DRABBLES

☆Age Regression☆

Request: Nirvanaisaswsime

[ Jake slips into age regression because he's been overstimulated all day!! He hasn't told Carrington he's a little but Carrington finds out and takes care of him for the day!<3 ]

THIS IS FOR WRITING ONLY.

cw; childhood trauma

if this makes you uncomfortable, skip!

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Jake has been overstimulated recently, which caused him to slip into his age regression. At the moment he's laying on the couch, trying to act as 'normal' as possible since Carrington was sitting on the couch with him.

Carrington doesn't know that Jake age regresses to cope with his overstimulation.

Carrington sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He looked over at Jake, who was laying on the couch next to him. He looked... off."You okay?" He asked, setting his phone down.

Jake nods, a small little squeak left his lips as he nodded. He reached over and grabbed his sensory slug from the coffee table. Fidgeting with it.

Carrington raised an eyebrow at the squeak, but didn't comment on it. He watched as Jake grabbed the slug, fidgeting with it.

"You sure? You seem a bit... out of it," he said, shifting slightly on the couch to face Jake better.

Jake shakes his head, "Nuh-uh, just little." He replied, but his voice was all squeaky and child-like as he is fidgeting with the slug.

Carrington's eyes widened a bit as he heard Jake's voice. It was so different from his usual voice, and it sounded... young. He was definitely acting differently. "little.. as in uh, that one thing.. uhh- little space?"

Carrington watched as Jake nodded again, confirming that he was feeling little. He was surprised, to say the least. He didn't know that Jake had a little side.

"How old are you feeling right now?" Carrington asked gently, shifting closer to Jake on the couch.

Jake shifts as he is playing with the slug, "I am seven!" He beamed as he looked up at Carrington.

Carrington couldn't help but smile at Jake's enthusiasm. He was so adorable when he was little."Seven, huh?" He said, ruffling Jake's hair gently. "You're a big boy, then."

Jake giggled, nodding as he sits up on the couch. Playing with the sensory slug. "This is sluggy, he's green and black and he's evil!!" He held the slug up to Carrington.

Carrington chuckled at Jake's description of the slug. He found it adorable how Jake was acting like a child.

"Evil, huh?" He said, taking the slug from Jake and examining it. "I can see that. He looks like he's up to no good."

Jake giggles, "Can we be friends?!" He exclaimed in a squeaky voice, looking up at his roommate.

Carrington chuckled again, amused by Jake's request.

"Of course we can be friends," he said, ruffling Jake's hair again. "I'd love to be friends with you and Sluggy here."

Jake grins as his red hair being messed up. "I never really had friends," He says, he was that far into little space that he was bringing up childhood memories.