Toys - 25

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a lil one while i did homework 

"Lou, come get your shoes on! We are going to get some toys, the store is really close," Harry says, tying his own shoes. They just arrived at a big industrial park where there are a lot of stores, and close by is a Toy's R Us. Harry knows that it is possible they are going to see fans, but he hopes they are busy waiting in queue than shopping in a toy store.

Louis can't help but let out a whine when he can't figure out how to tie his shoes; it is like he forgot how to do simple things. It is like his regression makes him so much a child that he loses the ability to do simple things, things he already knows how to do. Not that he minds it, cause he can't really remember how it was anyway.

"Do you need help, sweetheart?" Harry asks when the boy sits down on the floor of the bus, letting out a hmpf.

Louis nods. This is all too difficult for him! It's like his brain can't control his hands like he used to. He loved how safe he felt in his headspace, but this part was annoying him! He remembered how he used to be able to do these things so easily, and now he can't.

"Don't worry, love, I will help!" Harry says with a smile, getting the boy to stretch his legs so that he can tie the laces. Helping with the small things like this makes his Daddy-Mode really kick in. Harry loves that he can help Louis, even though it is a pretty insignificant thing to help with; it makes him smile.

Louis is everything to him, and if he can in any way help him, he needs to.

"Tanks!" The little exclaims after his shoes are double-knotted and ready to go. He wobbles a bit as he gets up a bit too fast, so Harry grabs his hand to help him be steady on his feet.

"Wanna toys!" Louis almost yells, he is oh so excited. He can't wait. While he doesn't really know what kind of toys he wants, he knows he wants a lot. That's one of the good things about being such a popular band, he has all the money he could dream of, and he doesn't need to think he can't buy some things that he wants. He can buy anything! Well, he doesn't really understand that at this time, just that he knows he can get any toy he wants.

As long as Harry sees that it is an okay toy, he doesn't want the boy to get toys that are messy or can hurt him in some way.

While Louis was regressed, he was more of a toddler or child than a baby or infant in his headspace. And Harry knows that a lot of the toys made for toddlers or young children can be very, very messy, and he does not want the bus or other places to get all messy.

So there are a few rules there, but Louis is happy to oblige. As long as he could get a doll with pretty hair!

"Louis, you have to hold daddy's hand the whole time, okay? Don't want you getting away from me. We can get almost anything, you know the rules I said to you earlier?" Harry says as they get out of the bus, ready to go to the store. Louis was stimming a bit; he was so excited, but being outside while he was regressed scared him a bit.

"Uh-uh..." Louis sheepishly says, he actually couldn't really remember the rules, just that he could get all he wanted... Maybe he should have listened a bit better.

"Silly baby; no messy toys, no toys that make a lot of sound, and nothing that can accidentally hurt you. Okay?"

Louis nods and holds Harry's hand a little tighter. There seem to be so many people here, at least to Louis' little brain. He hopes no one notices him; he isn't prepared enough to say anything to a fan in his headspace. Oh. What if they take pictures?

"Daddy, 'm scared, don't want pics..." He mumbles out, this is scarier than he thought.

"It's going to be alright, baby, just hold my hand. Wanna tell me what kind of toys you want?" He tries to change the conversation to something a bit better and easier for the boy.

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