Little Keith AGE REGRESSION Voltron One-Shots~~ (Requests ON HOLD)

~~Lance and Little Keith 2: I'm Here for You if You Need Me~~~

A/N: This chapter is a sequal to chapter 2\

Keith felt warm. Not in a feverish way, but in a content snuggly kind of way. It was different than Keith was used to waking up in the morning, or technically the day cycle they had set since they started living on the castle ship.

The dark haired boy shifted and moved a little in order to snuggle further into the warmth he was feeling. As he did this he discovered the warmth was coming from another body. Keith froze when he realized someone else was in his bed. Not sure what to do, he cautiously opened his eyes to see who it was, only to make eye contact with a pair of bright blue eyes.

"Morning sleepy head." Lance said with a soft smile. The blue paladin's words were enough to shatter Keith's earlier content feeling and create an immediate panicked response. Keith hastily sat up and backed as far away from Lance as he could until his back hit the wall on his side of the bed. Now that he was no longer covered by the blanket, Keith's panic only worsened when he noticed that not only was he wearing one of his onesies, but he was also wearing one of his diapers as well. He also noticed that his pacifier was laying on his pillow, obviously indicating that it had fallen out of his mouth at some point during the night.

Dread and embarrassment replaced his panicked feelings when Keith realized that Lance now knew his secret. Lance knew that Keith was a little. The dark haired boy closed his eyes and prepared for the inevitable teasing, laughter and other potential ridicule he was sure was about to happen any second now. However, none of that happened.

Instead he felt the bed shift as Lance scooted closer to him. Keith opened his eyes when he felt Lance take both of his hand and hold them in his own. The blue eyed boy's fingers were lightly rubbing the back of Keith's hands in a comforting manner and he still had a soft reassuring smile on his face.

Keith was confused.

Lance usually took every opportunity he could to push his buttons or tease him, yet now that Lance actually had a perfect reason to make fun of him, he wasn't. Then Keith's memories of last night started to come back to him. He remembered falling down when the two of them were on the training deck. He remembered the gentle way Lance had picked him up and held him close while saying such comforting words. Keith blushed when he remembered how Lance had kissed his "owies" all better. He blushed even more when he remembered Lance giving him his pacifier and changing him into his diaper and pajamas.

Lance had been so good to him while he was little. He hadn't laughed or teased. He didn't run off to tell the rest of the team so they could all potentially laugh at him. No, Lance had been kind and caring. If Keith was being honest with himself it was probably one of the best times he had had being little in a long time. Even now, Lance was being so patient with Keith. He wasn't rushing him to talk or explain. He wasn't overwhelming him with questions. He was just sitting there offering non verbal reassurance and comfort, and Keith was grateful for that. Keith started to calm down a little and them squeezed Lance's hands to let him know he was ok. Lance's smile brightened and he took that as a que that it was ok for him to speak.

"Are you still feeling little?" Lance asked softly to let Keith know that he wasn't judging him. Lance had a feeling that Keith wasn't little anymore based on his reaction upon seeing him when he woke up, but Lance wanted to have confirmation before he decided what to do next for the other boy.