Help Me! (MASHTON) (request)

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by babyboomikey

by babyboomikey

Michael: 2 year old headspace

Ashton: Daddy

****** TRIGGER WARNING: Blood, accidental injury, loss of temper. ******

"Michael, I'm sorry you don't feel well, but stop yelling at me!" Ashton exclaimed at the younger boy who continued to argue about taking his medicine.

"Daddy, I don' wanna!" poor little Mikey sobbed, trying to clamp his mouth shut. Ashton sighed, shaking his head.

"Alright, you leave me absolutely no choice." Ashton stated. He wiggled his fingers into Michael's pudgy little tummy, causing the little boy to erupt into laughter. That quickly stopped when the cold spoon of nasty cherry medicine was shoved into his mouth at a slightly painful force.

Michael swallowed the ungodly medicine before beginning to wail. "H-HURTEE MEEEEE!" he cried, his "little" hands flying to his mouth.

Ashton immediately knelt down to observe, gasping when he noticed a small amount of blood coming from a cut at the roof of Michael's mouth. "Oh Mikey, baby I'm so sorry." Ashton said quickly, guilt filling the pit of his stomach. He shouldn't have lost his patience so quickly.

Suddenly, the flicker of littleness in Michael's eyes switched off. "It's fine, Ashton." he spat, storming upstairs and into his bedroom.

The door slammed shut.

Ashton didn't know what to do. Never before had Michael snapped out of headspace so suddenly. He decided to leave Michael alone for now. Surely, he just needed time to cool down.

Boy, was he wrong.

Two hours later, Michael emerged from his room. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were puffy and red, he was a wreck.

"Hey Ash." he muttered hoarsely.

"Mikey? You don't wanna be little?" Ashton asked.

Michael shook his head. "I do wanna be little. I just can't go back into headspace. The medicine messed something up." he sighed miserably.

Ashton frowned and hugged Michael close. "Well then, how about we watch some Disney movies? We can cuddle and you can have your paci. It might help you. And, we'll get you a new medicine." he suggested.

Michael nodded slowly. "Thank you." he lay down on the couch, curling up into a ball. Ashton turned on The Lion King before cuddling Michael close and handing him his paci.

A little while later, after the medicine wore off, Michael looked up at Ashton, that familiar glint in his eyes.

"Hi Daddy!"