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Regressor! Noah w/ Caregiver! Owen
“Noah? Noah!” Owen said with excitement, knocking on Noah’s bedroom door. One of Owen’s favorite parts about the end of the day was talking to Noah and going on and on about everything that happened. Even though Noah wasn’t really interested in it, or at least he didn’t seem interested, he still let Owen ramble on about his day. He didn’t mind that much.
Normally, Owen would’ve gotten a “Come on” from Noah, or something similar, but no. He was met with silence.
It was only 6pm, there was no way Noah was sleeping right now. Was he ignoring Owen? Or maybe he just didn’t hear him. That was probably it.
“Noah?? You in there?” Owen asked, knocking on the door again. Still, no answer.
Now Owen was getting worried. If Noah didn’t want Owen bothering him, he would’ve said something by now.
So, Owen decided to slowly open the bedroom door. When he peered in, Owen was a bit taken aback by what he saw.
Noah was laying in bed with a book in his hands, a dog plushie in his arms, and a pacifier in his mouth. The book was normal, but the other two? Yeah..that wasn’t a normal thing Owen saw Noah do.
“Um..Noah?” Owen asked quietly. Noah’s eyes widened when he saw Owen. He didn’t know how he hadn’t noticed the door open, he just figured Owen had left. But no, he didn’t.
Tears quickly filled in Noah’s eyes as he just stared at Owen. He didn’t know what else to do. He was too scared to talk or move, he could only stare.
Owen noticed the tears filling up in Noah’s eyes, so he slowly walked over to him, not wanting to upset the boy even more.
“Hey..it’s okay, little buddy.” Owen spoke softly, sitting down on the bed with him. Noah whimpered quietly, sitting up and moving his knees to his chest.
“Noah, are you a little?” Owen questioned. Noah looked at him, a bit confused, before slowly nodding.
“How…how you know?” Noah whispered. Owen chuckled a bit. “Well, I’ve helped taken care of many other littles before. And..I’m also one too.” Owen told him.
“Really..?” Owen nodded. “Yeah! So I know a bunch about this stuff. You don’t have to be upset about it. I’m not going to make fun of you or tell anyone. I promise!” Noah looked at him, giving a small smile.
“Thanks, Owen..” He mumbled. “You’re welcome! If you want, I can read that book to you if you’d rather listen to me read it. If not, I can leave you alone if that’s what you prefer.” Owen offered.
“Don’t leave..” Noah muttered. “H-Here..please?” He asked as he handed Owen his book. “Of course. Lay down, little buddy, and I’ll read to you.” Noah did as Owen said and laid down.
He snuggled up with his stuffed doggy, the only noise coming from Noah was the sound of him softly suckling his pacifier.
Noah never expected to have a caregiver, being too embarrassed to tell anyone about his regression. But Owen made him feel safe. He was so understanding about it and had a lot of experience with it. Noah hoped that Owen would be his caregiver, or at least keep him company during his regression. He’d really like that.
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