Ships: Prinxiety in a sfw CGLRE relationship.
Background story/info: Not in same universe as other fics, the others know Roman+Virgil are dating, but they don't know about Virgil's age regression. Princey isn't a little in this, but he loves looking after Virgil when he's little.
Summary: Roman is watching over a super regressed Virgil when he randomly starts refusing to listen, and Roman wants to get to the bottom of why the normally well-behaved baby isn't behaving.
Triggers/Warnings:*virgil yells and shouts*, *mad babey*, *virgil cries for like two seconds*,*also fluff*
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"I don't wanna!" Virgil shouts, stomping his foot and pushing the plate of carrots and dip out of Roman's hands, onto the ground.
Roman couldn't of been more confused. Two seconds ago, the boy asked for a snack, and the only healthy thing the boy will eat is carrots. He was going to surprise him with a brownie he saved after dinner the night prior if he ate all the carrots. Guess that wasn't going to happen.
"Virgil!" Roman's voice was sharp, but not rude, just a scolding tone.
Virgil crossed his arms. Roman knew he was acting a bit off before, tense, trying to hold back some form of anger. Now it was boiling over in the form of misbehaving.
"What?" Virgil glared at him, obviously still little, but angry for reasons unknown.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong!" he stomped his foot again, looking away from Roman.
"Baby..." Roman tried to soften his tone, which just seemed to frustrate him more.
"Nothing is wrong..." Virgil let his arms fall, and he wasn't yelling anymore. His voice was faltered and even more childlike, which could only mean one thing.
He was going to cry. He was mad about something, but he was also going to cry.
Roman lightly took his hand and led the boy over the the couch. "Virge, please tell me why you're upset."
"No! 'm not sad, nothing is wrong!" Virgil wiped at his eyes,continuing to attempt to mask whatever this was.
"Virge," Roman put his fingers under the boys chin,softly forcing him to look up,"what's one of your rules?"
"Dont lie," he huffed,pulling his face away and wiping at his eyes.
"Then tell me,what's making you upset? I promise I wont get mad at you,"
Virgil crossed his arms looking down a mumbling something. "M' mad,at Patton n Logan n Thomas! And you too!" He shouted,still sniffling.
Roman's face faltered,"how come,what did we do?"
"Dont take me seriously anymore. You guys dont listen to me! All of you guys act like m' just soft!" He pouted and hid his face again.
"I mean,you are soft," Roman teased,watching as the boy giggled and blushed,"but we dont mean to treat you like we dont take your opinions seriously."
"But you do! Like,um,when Thomas has a problem and I try to help and suggest something,you guys ignore me! But usually,you guys come to the conclusion I did before!"
"Aw,baby,I didnt mean to-"
"And I gots mad,but I didnt wan show it n I didnt knows how to bring it up!"
"Well,I think you could've brought it up in a better way...instead of shouting and being bratty," Roman sighed,ruffling the boys hair.
"M' sorry Ro!" Virgil hugged him shyly,burying his face in his shirt.
"Awe,its alright. Next time you're mad at us,just talk to us,okay? I can help you talk to the others."
Virgil pulled away,nodding a bit. "Is you mad at me?" He tilted his head adorably,his eyes still a bit watery.
"For yelling and crying? No,you just didnt know how to deal with being angry,and I understand."
"So m' not in trouble?"
Roman shook his head,and Virgik hugged him again.
"I love youu!" Virgil cuddled into his side.
"I love you too,baby," Roman kissed his forehead.
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Sanders Sides - Agere Oneshots (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionAll the sides are stressed out, they have a whole human to manage and support. They must need a way to cope. But what if said way to cope isn't "normal"? What if, they are age regressors? -- I don't write for the sanders sides fandom as of right now...
