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little-kitten-mittens-fic · 2 years

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the hairbrush

pairing: regressor!loki & caregiver!tesseract (aka space)

summary: Loki could be surprisingly shy. The hairbrush had become a sort of secret signal between them, an unspoken rule that if he needed her, he didn’t have to say a word. All he had to do was bring her the brush, and she would be there.

content warnings: light angst, food/baking

word count: 2k

read it on ao3 here! 💚💚💚

Loki came up to her quietly, feet hardly making a sound. His steps were quiet and unrushed, muffled by his socked feet, though not as quiet as they could be if he were truly attempting to sneak up on her.

Space set down her notebook immediately, attention turning to him.

The hairbrush was in his hand.

Loki could be surprisingly shy. In that moment he stood straight and stiff, the clear sign of adult headspace in contrast to his simultaneously unsure demeanor.

His body stayed still even as he shifted the brush partially behind him.

Loki hadn’t slipped into his younger headspace intentionally in a while. He still needed help slipping, but he had the tendency to constantly ignore his needs, preferring to put it off until he absolutely had to. He would wait until his body forced him to drop into headspace and the cycle would repeat. He had only come to her before that point a few times now, and she preferred it to happen on his terms, but he rarely allowed himself to.

Space couldn't help worrying.

In this inbetween headspace, Loki tended to struggle for words. Space wasn’t sure why he hated being at a loss for words with such vigor, though she had suspicions as to what had occurred in the past to hurt him. She was not sure who was to blame for this particular struggle of his, but she was sure it was not a habit that would develop on its own.

She knew his moniker was Silvertongue for good reason; Loki was clever and could talk his way out of anything.

Perhaps therein laid the problem- this was new and unfamiliar territory for him (or worse, it was a familiar feeling for him and with it brought back memories).

She preferred to know who it was she should direct her anger, though now was not the time. She didn't know what she was doing or how to help him.

The hairbrush had become a sort of secret signal between them, an unspoken rule that if he needed her, he didn’t have to say a word. All he had to do was bring her the brush.

And he had brought it to her.

The look in his eyes was plenty indication of what he wanted, what he knew he was asking for. And yet there was an edge to his nervous pleading gaze, something more than vulnerability bleeding through his air of false-confidence.

Fear . Like he knew what the result would be and he was afraid to show his feelings. He was afraid of asking for help and being sent away.

Being sent away, as he was evidently used to.

Space smiled despite herself, not wanting her anger to show in her expression. Because despite that fear he still came to her.

Still, the fact that she could see it, the fact that she knew Loki allowing her to see it was less a show of trust, and more an indication that Loki had gotten to the point of desperation.

Space hoped there would come a day when Loki felt he could come to her before he got to this point. A day when that fear was no longer even present, he could ask for help and know it would always be given to him.

She tried to ignore her thoughts and focus on the current.

Space beckoned him and Loki stepped closer, crouching to sit on the floor, somehow in a graceful manner, where she had motioned.

Space silently took the brush from his hand, pausing when she caught sight of his hair. What had previously been hidden by a glamor was the fact that his hair was knotted in thick tangles, like he had not brushed it in days.

Space sighed. She swore he did this on purpose sometimes.

“Would you get the comb for me, Loki?”

Loki stood quickly, darting off around the corner in the direction of the bathroom vanity. She grabbed the hair oil from her bedside table, sitting back down as Loki returned with the comb.

Loki paused in the doorway and made a face at the sight of the bottle in her hands.

“Don’t start; I will wash it out later,” she said teasingly. She patted the space in front of her, and after a moment's hesitation he sat down.

She started to separate his hair, gradually applying the oil to the worst of the strands and gently picking out tangles. It took several minutes, and a bit of her own seidr energy, before it was detangled enough to brush. By this point Loki’s rigid form was beginning to ease.

In a rhythmic motion, Space continued to glide the brush across his strands.

Loki’s fingers fell from his lap and he started pressing his fingers against his knees, bunching up the fabric of his pant legs.

She paused, an idea forming in her mind. She continued to comb his hair into separate sections, pulling back a portion of his hair.

Space started to braid his hair so the strands would be out of the way. Loki began to go completely lax against her, humming in contentment, and by the time she was finished, she was holding him up almost entirely.

She winced, and tugged gently on the braids in an unsuccessful attempt to straighten them. The two small plaits were a bit lopsided, and Loki would probably hate it if he looked in the mirror. The first time she had attempted to do Loki’s hair, he had started crying, and though that was not the only reason for his upset, Space had no desire to repeat the experience.

She didn’t think she had to worry about that for a while though. Loki’s eyes were mostly shut as he blinked slowly. She brushed her fingers against the lines of his forehead, his eyelashes fluttering as his face scrunched at the touch. He blinked before opening his eyes fully. He looked unfairly adorable for being half-asleep.

“You ready to get up?”

“Mm mm,” he hummed in disagreement. Space decided to carry him instead, and easily lifted him up from under his arms, scooping him up until he was settled against her. He nuzzled against her neck, arms folded as he leaned closer.

She carried him to the kitchen as he clung to her tunic. Loki made a soft noise.

“What is it?”

“Sleepy.”

Space huffed to hold back a laugh. “Are you now? You can nap later, sweetheart.”

She nudged a chair out with her foot and went to set Loki down on it. He clung to her for a moment before letting himself be put down. He rubbed at his face with his knuckles and started kicking his sock-covered feet.

Space summoned his favorite bat toy and handed it to him before he ended up scratching his eyes with his sharp fingernails. (She really did not want a repeat of that experience either).

Immediately he started playing with one of the soft toy’s wings, the other wing gradually making its way into his mouth.

“How about we make something sweet, hm? I’m sure we can figure out how to bake something…”

He miraculously perked up at the idea of sweets, suddenly more awake.

Space searched for a recipe on her tablet, having learned by this point it was far easier to follow a video than a book with printed instructions. As she pulled up a video that seemed promising, she heard the bat toy crinkling as Loki toyed with the wings.

She pushed the chair Loki was on across the slight distance to the shorter countertop. She scanned the recipe again and started pulling out the ingredients they needed.

She kept a close eye on Loki, though he was sufficiently distracted by watching her with rapt attention and fiddling with his soft toy.

As she closed the cupboard door, she heard a loud rustling noise.

“No wait- don't!”

Space winced at the sight of Loki ripping open the sack of flour with overeager fingers. The after effects led to the lower part of Loki’s face and his shirt covered entirely in flour, and Space had to hide a smile at Loki’s disgruntled look.

“Ew.” Loki stuck out his tongue, leading him to taste more flour.

“Most of it’s on your shirt.” She nearly laughed when Loki grimaced and then glared at her. “And that’s why we need to add sugar. I think.” She took the bag of flour from Loki and placed it beside him on the counter.

“That’s what we need next anyhow. Why don’t you help me measure it?” she said absently, turning away and starting to add more ingredients to the bowl. She should have known he would notice the inattentiveness in her tone.

Space turned back to Loki and her eyes widened, but it was too late. Loki had his hand in the bag again and threw flour right in her face. Space spluttered.

“Erg.” She blew a raspberry to blow some of the flour off. “That is gross.” She wiped her face with her hands and looked down at the white powder on them. Space didn’t really understand how baking worked, but how could it taste good if it started off like that?

Space kept an eye on him this time as she wet a small washcloth and started cleaning off Loki’s face. He scrunched his nose and she almost let herself be distracted by his expression. Were his eyes always that big?

She pulled his wrist gently away to stop his wandering hands from finding the bag of flour and tutted. Loki pouted, but let her clean off his hands as well.

Space looked down at the recipe again. She already had that thick oily substance in a bowl, which also tasted gross (she really needed to stop tasting the ingredients). She handed Loki the measuring cup and guided his hand to scoop up the sugar and pour it into the bowl.

“Great job bug.” Space smiled at Loki’s grin, and he held up his hand. Space copied the Midgardian gesture and gave him a ‘high five’.

“I’m going to scoop up the flour. Can you make your hand flat for me?” Loki copied her hand shape with a look of intense concentration. “Good; like that. Now could you brush off the extra stuff please?”

Space continued measuring and mixing ingredients into their proper bowls, following the directions closely. Now for the eggs…

Loki had his tongue poking out as he stared at the egg carton intently, probably trying to open it with his seidr. She helped him open the carton, the safer way without seidr, and pushed a small glass bowl in front of him. Loki eagerly grabbed an egg without waiting for instruction and proceeded to crack it open with both hands, but got most of the shell pieces into the bowl and the actual egg on the counter.

Space snorted. “Like this.” And she tried to crack an egg, but ended up spilling worse than Loki. She frowned; this looked a lot easier in the online tutorial videos. Loki giggled at the dejected look on her face.

“S’ok,” Loki said, “We can separate ‘em.” His words jumbled together slightly as he spoke quickly, emphasizing his accent, which always became more apparent when he was feeling smaller.

Eventually, they had a bowl of completed cookie dough, sans egg shells (mostly). Loki still had flour in his hair and on his shirt, somehow there was a piece of egg shell on his face and there was melted chocolate on his hands from swiping chocolate chips. Space wasn’t in much better condition, although her hair was pulled back into a low bun, which kept that part clean at least.

Space put her hands on her hips. “Do we have to scoop these? This was already too much work.”

“Nuh uh.”

Space huffed, barely holding back a smile at his wide-eyed, serious look. “You sure?”

“Have'ta bake!” he said. He pointed at the oven.

“Hmm. If we have to…”

***

They ended up with misshapen and slightly burnt cookies, and the concoction tasted strange to her. She was a bit suspicious of the foreign texture, but Loki seemed to think they tasted fine, so she counted it as a win.

Although magic would need to be involved in the clean up, because Space wasn’t sure how she kept stepping in sugar, and somehow bits and smears of butter were everywhere and… was that an eggshell on the ceiling?

#fandom agere #marvel agere #regressor loki #little loki #tesseroki #agere fic #sfw age regression #agere boy

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lokidips · 6 months

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grumpy post-nap baby >:(

#fandom agere #little loki #marvel agere #loki agere #baby loki #sfw agere #age regression #sfw regression #agere blog #age regressor #padded agere #ageredips #loki #agere little

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eyluvu · 5 months

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My baby, my baby. -I Bet On Losing Dogs

Baby Loki and Papa Mobius:)))

@agere-tomhiddleston-imagines @yummygender @lokidips

#lokius #loki #mobius m mobius #loki season 2 #mobius #loki series #mobius mcu #agere moodboard #loki age regression #sfw agere #age regressor #age regression #look at them #baby loki #loki marvel #loki and mobius #moodboard #agere moodboards

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theogclownboy · 4 months

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i really love @lokidips little like design so I hope you don't mind that I made a little art of it

#sfw agere #age regression sfw #age regressor #age regression #digital art #drawing #little loki #marvel agere

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mamazsposts · 9 months

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Could you do a cg!Loki x little!reader comfort for being non verbal please? If not it ok!

i know this isn't my best work but i hope you like it. i can totally rewrite it if it wasn't what you were looking for :)

word count: 398

It's okay little dove.

Loki x reader

Loki´s in the kitchen making breakfast for y/n while they were still sleeping. He's making their favorite breakfast food because they had a bad night the night before. While he's busy making breakfast y/n was rubbing the sleep from their eyes in their bed. They lay in bed just staring at the ceiling for a minute before slowly getting out of bed. y/n opens the door and walks downstairs. They hear Loki in the kitchen and make their way to him.

Loki hears his little one walk into the kitchen “good morning baby” he says without turning towards them. All he hears back is a little incoherent grumble, he assumes it's from just waking up. “I'm made your favorite, maybe it'll help cheer you up” when he doesn't hear anything in return from the little he turns and looks at them. He sees y/n just looking at the food he's putting on a plate for them.

With furrowed eyebrows Loki asks “is everything okay my love?¨ y/n just nodded and reached for the plate “can you say the magic word y/n?” y/n just shook their head and whined in response getting frustrated really quick. Loki figures out what's wrong pretty fast after that, going to stand next to them while pulling them into a hug. “Oh my little dove, I'm sorry. I should've known” he says while they bury their faces in his neck.

After a couple minutes loki pulls away and looks into y/n´s eyes before kissing their forehead. Sitting down next to them he picks up the fork and holds it out to them, they open their mouth and let Loki feed them.

After they finished eating, Loki picks them up and starts walking to the living room “would you like to watch some cartoons my love?” he asks as he sets them down on the coach but they reach out and grab his wrist just wanting him to hold them. “I'm just grabbing the remote okay?” he said and they slowly nod.

Loki sits back on the coach, y/n instantly crawls over to him and lays their head on his lap as he got their go to cartoon. Loki runs his fingers through their hair to help them relax. "i love you y/n" loki says

#age regressor #age regression #little!reader #cg!loki #marvel mcu #loki laufeyson #loki x you #loki

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queenpupperz · 2 months

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👑🐊Loki Stimboard🐊👑

(aka my comfort character)

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leelee1234love · 25 days

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Marvel Masterlist

🧡= Little!Reader Fics

💛= My Fav Fics

* = Smut/Nsfw

Bucky Barnes

< Emotional >

- summary: Your emotional because of your period and Bucky comforts you

< Night hallucinations > 💛

- Summary: Bucky’s little wakes up alone and has a night hallucination whilst buckys in a meeting

< Hide and seek >

- Summary: Bucky has a mission so Tony looks after you and he loses you…

< Silent Treatment >

- Summary: You give Bucky the Silent Treatment…

< So soft… >

- Summary: your thighs are buckys weakness

< No More Pain? >

- summary: you have healing powers…

Steve Rogers

< Language! >

- summary: Sam and buck accidentally teach you some new words…

Tony Stark

< Meanie >

- Summary: One of Tony’s men is mean to you

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

< Bad Daddy… >

- Summary: you have a bad nightmare about loki…

Peter Parker

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

< Green Daddy? >

- summary: Bruce turns into hulk….

Peter Quill

Stucky

Avengers

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thetinyblossom · 8 months

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Hello! I saw your cg! Bucky age regression board, so I wondered if it's okay to have a cg! Loki regression board? If not that's okay! ^^

Yeah ofc ^^

🐊Cg! Loki (MCU) Agere board🐊

#agere post #agere #agere flip #safe agere #agerespace #age regression #age regressor #sfw regression #agere blog #agere fandom #fandom agere #sfw agere #agere sfw #agere board #agere marvel #marvel agere #loki agere #fictional caregiver #blossom requests

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sweetheart-thor · 8 months

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Loki and UnBee, inspired by this great fic on ao3!!

#agere art #fandom agere #my doodles #age regression #sfw agere #marvel agere #regressor loki

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little-kitten-mittens-fic · 2 years

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snippet: a gift

characters: regressor!loki, thor & the tesseract

summary: Loki regresses around Tess for the first time, but Tess isn’t aware that this is what’s happening. Somehow, Thor seems familiar with this “new” behavior…

word count: ~700

A/N: a (for now) deleted scene from of an as-of-yet untitled fic

Loki came into the room with clear excitement, feet moving quickly in a tumble-like run.

“Thor!”

His exclamation catches Thor’s attention, and he grins, pausing the game he had been yelling at the television about for the past hour and a half.

Tess watches from their position, perching on the chair in the corner, where they have been amusing themself with Thor’s dramatics, a wooden 3-dimensional puzzle, and attempts to send Mind memes without the use of their tablet (the latter so far unsuccessful, though that might be because he is purposefully ignoring them).

Loki is holding something, a brown rectangular box, a gift of some sort. Tess cannot tell from this angle what is on the label, though they know it is a gift (from Thor, evidently) because they can see Loki holding the cloth it must have been wrapped in previously in his other hand.

“That is not all, brother.” Thor stands, and pulls out a lumpy rounded package, cinched with a tie at the top, from in between the couch cushions (how long has he been waiting, having that hidden there?).

Tess watches the curious interaction. Thor bringing Loki a gift back from Asgard is not out of the ordinary, but Loki’s reaction of pure excitement is.

Loki gasps, hands starting to grab the mystery item before he seems to restrain himself and pull back, and instead he throws his arms around his brother. Thor lets out a dramatic “oof,” as if Loki managed to knock the wind out of him.

Their hugging seems to last for ages.

It is only the three of them in the room– Thor, Loki and Tess. As time has passed, Loki has gotten more comfortable around them, both as he got to know Tess and he reconnected and gradually rebuilt his relationship with his brother Thor.

Loki has the second package in his hands now, having pulled away from Thor to grab it, and is staring down at it, turning it around and around.

Loki is still not nearly so close with the Avengers as he is with Thor and Tess, which is hardly surprising. Tess has to admit while they themself are fond of the group of mortals, they are not yet among their favorites. Well, favorite, considering that title belongs mostly to Loki.

Thor is still on thin ice, but they continue to hope Thor will not give them a reason to change their opinion in the future.

Still, even when comfortable, Loki is usually so calm, standing straight, almost uptight in his regal posture. He is hardly even so open with his emotions.

He is far from uptight as he mumbles unintelligibly to himself, still turning the package around in his hands, and plopping down to sit on the floor.

This is the first time his mood has been so… perky.

“I cannot claim full credit- it’s from Mother’s collection.” Loki does not appear to be listening as Thor speaks, transfixed by the cloth pouch, which he is now attempting to untie. Though it seems he is only managing to tighten the knot.

“You, sneaking to steal a priceless delicacy from his own mother while she isn't looking?” Tess asks, lightly teasing though their tone sounds mostly serious.

“How did you guess? And for my little brother, don't forget that part. And it was two- two of them.”

“Of course, only the most valiant missions for the mighty Thor.”

Thor seems proud at hearing this statement. Tess resists the urge to roll their eyes, even if the look is oddly endearing.

“What is that anyways?” Tess asks. They had never seen anything like it, though of course something from Asgard would be packaged differently from the items they had seen and gotten used to on Midgard.

“It is a flour made from a grain which grows only in Alfheim, though it is naturally sweet and used for soft breads– like pancakes.”

“No Thor, not like pancakes” –Loki pipes up, loudly, from where he sits on the floor evidently having been listening– “how could you compare it.”

“I apologize brother, I was not thinking.”

Loki huffs, hardly mollified, though he does not bother to berate him further.

His behavior was… peculiar. Loki has been excited around them before, but this is somehow different, in a way Tess is unable to pinpoint. But, Thor does not seem to think anything is amiss and Tess is afraid if they point out the difference, it will break the spell of calm in the air, or worse, the joy on Loki’s face.

“Shall we make some sweets?”

“Okay,” Loki replies to his brother, hesitant at first and then with more confidence, “but no touching my flour.”

#marvel agere #fandom agere #regressor loki #sfw age regression #agere boy #agere fic #little loki #fic snippet #brodinsons

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lokidips · 4 months

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happy post-nap baby this time!

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Omg i got this cute idea!

Loki is and his little one are playing hide and seek and he thinks it’s so easy to find her and always played along like he can’t find her (but he sees her usually somewhere)

So this time it’s the same, he spottet her home slippers (not sure what you call your indoor shoes) underneath the curtains… so he plays along but when he is like „ I got you!“ and looked behind the curtains she isn’t there! So she really tricked the god of mischief 😂😍

Little trickster

Loki x little reader

843 words

Warnings: age regression, names like bubs, baby, tiny, pumpkin etc. Activities like playing with toys, watching movie, climbing, hiding in dark space. Items like stuffies and paci

No weight, skin color, or gender mentioned.

Age regression is a copuling mechanism if you dont like it dont read it or educate yourself on the topic

Any hate will be deleted

Youd been very antsy and rowdy today, moving and going all over the place, loki would find it hard to keep your attention on one thing when it came to days like this, it felt as though you needed a more one on one interactive day between yourself and him.

He knew your little mind was just all over the place and while it wasn’t easy, he was happy to get through the day with you.

You were settled in the living room, a movie on the television and your shape sorter, placing the green cube in the square hole you look up at him as he takes your hands into his own and shakes them in the air, cheering, “good job munchkin! How bout this one? Can you tell daddy the color and shape of this one?” Holding out the new shape you look at it for a moment, than to him, the tv and back to him.

“Mmm, no, I don’t wanna do this no more, it cane out more as a whine than a statement.

You felt scattered. Your mind and thoughts everywhere, that is until you got the fantastic idea to play hide and seek, it didn’t take too much effort to hide so of course itd be perfect.

Taking his hands pulling with all your might, he starts to give in bringing a smile to your face until he went limp and flopped down bringing you down into his arms, tickling your sides.

Writhing and consumed by giggles he rolled over scattering silly kisses across your face.

Finally stopping his tickle attack he helps you sit up.

“Now what is it you wanted to do?”

He helps you up and places his hands on his hips waiting.

No one ever saw him like this, only you, hes caring and encouraging just for you.

“ can we hide an seek!” You request cheerfully.

Crossing his arms pretending to to think he taps his foot a couple times, “I don’t see why not, do you want me to be the counter first?”

Nodding, you run off as soon as he closes his eyes, counting he can hear you running about the floor, your giggles and a door shutting.

“Ready or not hear I come!”

During hide and seek he always tried to make it look like he had no idea where you where but truth is you hid in the same three spots, hed search the rooms vaguely, looking for your slippers in his peripheral vision, after finding them he would slowly center in while looking around closer and closer to your spot.

Your favorite spot was behind the curtains because they would flow so effortlessly around you, he quickly pulled the curtain to the side jumping forward, the excitement quickly rushing from him in a cold shock.

While yes he looked in your normal spits he also checked others aswell.

He picked up his pace checking both high and low, he couldn’t find you anywhere.

Staying as quiet as you could you peered down from the false ceiling loft, you’ve lived here longer than he has and he had never found the lofted space, it honestly looked like a drop ceiling so he had suspected nothing, the best part about this spot is you could basically watch him when he walked, well more rushed down the hall im search of you, biting your stuffy to stifle your giggles, you had plenty of entertainment to keep you occupied.

“Friday, where’s (y/n)?” He sounded urgent, terrified you were somehow in danger.

“Tiny is on your communal floor with you” Friday returns.

He head back over to the kitchen area to check cupboards again, while peeking over the small lip over the hall way your paci clamped tightly in your hand, you go to sit back quickly to stifle more giggles, while doing so your paci caught the edge and tugged itself out of your grasp.

The clatter of your paci falling and hitting the hard wood floor caught his attention, zeroing in what area you must be in.

Leaning as far back into the darkness of the loft space as possible you clamp both hands over your mouth, silently writhing in humorous desperation to laugh.

“Its not nice to throw stuff pumpkin, can you come out for me please? You’ve won baby please come out”

You for the last time lean over the opening, you can see him peering into your playroom scanning it for your presence.

“Boo” you whisper loud enough for him to hear, his head shoots up to look at you peeking down from what he thought was just an uncovered vent over a bookshelf in the hall.

“What in the world are you doing up there bubs?”

“Was hiding, was best spot” you cheer while carefully climbing down, he pulls you into his arms and squeezes you tight, scatting kisses to the side of your head, “I thought I lost you and you were hurt you sneaky rascal, don’t scare me like that again you silly goose”

Im sorry its shorter than usual, i have tried to post this three times but my internet has been dodgy and my phone freezes and i just realized a bit ago that it never posted once again, i just thought i wasnt getting notifications again, nope, stupid phone doing stupid things.

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