ships: Logicality, romantic outside of regression
background: I got this idea from some friends on the discord server I run!! I credit LivLuvsCupcakes on tumblr for the idea!!!
summary: Logan is very close to regressing, and Patton knows that. Of course, Logan always fights off this littlespace of his, so Patton uses the knowledge that the boy is very ticklish to his advantage. The easiest way to get him to slip has always been making him laugh. Might as well kill two birds with one stone.
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"I'm not regressing, I'm fine, Patton!" Logan snapped at Patton, sitting down on his bed with a huff. He had stormed out of Patton's room and went to his own when Patton brought up the idea of regressing. He had quite literally tried to run away from his caregiver.
Patton shut Logan's door behind him. "Now, Kiddo, you know you don't talk that way to me. I was only suggesting that you might be regressing already, honey," Patton came and sat down next to him, calmly.
"Nope, I'm completely big," Logan crossed his arms and gave a slight pout, something he only did when close to regression. He was in an in-between state of mind, where he was trying to repress littlespace, but it obviously wasn't working.
"I don't think big Logan stomps away and throws a fit when he gets upset," Patton raised his eyebrow, giving him a knowing look.
"Um," Logan uncrossed his arms and put them at his sides. "Still not little." he said.
Patton rolled his eyes a bit, "What will it take for a kiddo like you to let me take care of you, hmm? Cuddles, a sippy cup? What do you want? I'll give you anything reasonable that's in my power!" Patton promised. Logan seemed interested in the offer, but shook his head firmly.
Patton stood up, standing in front of Logan and reaching to his sides as a last resort. Logan tried to push him off, but started laughing a little when Patton started ticking him. Patton moved his hands up, reaching the most ticklish part of Logan's body, his armpits. Logan tried to get away, giggling and trying to duck away. Patton stopped when Logan pouted.
"Dada! No, no, no! Too ticklish," he was still happy, but trying to push Patton's hands away. He laid on his back, looking up.
"There we are, baby! You feel better?" Patton asked, helping him sit up. Logan swung his feet a bit, humming.
"Mhm. I'm sorry dat I snapped at you and threw a fit," he apologized. Patton kissed his forehead.
"You're okay. Now, what do you want to do?"
"Okays...Wan um..." he thought about what he wanted in return for giving into his littlespace. Patton knew that was hard for him, hence the offer from earlier. Patton would reward him for being vulnerable and kiddish, even if he was anxious about doing so. "Story time! Read 'gether!" he requested.
Story time didn't consist of actual stories, usually. Educational children's books were what Logan preferred. He'd sit on Patton's lap, or just cuddle up next to him, and read the words out loud. If he stumbled over a word, Patton would help him pronounce it. When he learned a new interesting fact, he'd get excited. If he came across something he knew about, he'd talk all about it before continuing with the book.
"Of course, baby! Let's just get you in some little boy clothes, hmm? Toddlers don't wear ties," Patton came closer to him, loosening his tie before pulling it over his head. "Good boy. Now, how old are you feeling, Kiddo?" Patton ruffled his hair lightly.
"Um..four?" he seemed questioning of his own statement, swinging his feet again.
"Woah! You're a big boy, aren't you?" Patton set the tie aside, walking towards Logan's closet to pick out an outfit for him.
Logan shook his head, "Tiny! That's why you tickled me, to make me be tiny!" he giggled.
"That's right, Lo. Do you want to wear your space t-shirt?" Logan nodded, Patton pulling the shirt from the closet. It was a black t-shirt with animated yellow and white stairs on it.
"Overalls, shorts, or leggings?" Patton asked.
"Overalls please?" Patton nodded in response to this, putting together an outfit and giving it to Logan.
"Are you big enough to get dressed yourself?" Patton questioned. Logan nodded, disappearing into his bathroom before Patton could even get another word in. Logan came out a few minutes later, whining for Patton to help him with the overall buttons.
"Help! Dada help me?" he pouted. Patton nodded, clicking the straps of the overalls in place. "Thank you. Story time now?"
"Of course, go pick some books and get comfy with your stuffies while I get you a sippy cup with some juice." Patton ordered. Logan nodded excitedly, letting Patton leave the room while he got his stuff together.
Logan didn't regress often, but he could always trust Patton to know when he needed it. He knew how to gently push him into his headspace, and he knew how to back off if Logan really wasn't in the mood to regress. Most of the time though, Logan was just being stubborn.
And Patton was willing to deal with that for his baby boy.
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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...