#middlelogan

A/N: So this chapter starts off with a cute teen!logan scenario, then skips to Logan talking with Virgil after his date with Patton. I honestly wanna focus on the agere aspect of this story, so I'll probably continue to make the romance plot a background thing unless people request that I bring it to the forefront more. I'll have sweet romance moments here and there and their relationship progresses but it'll be a here-and-there thing, y'know?

Anyways, enjoy the chapter. It's kinda short, 2000-ish words. <3

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"Good morningggg," Patton opened Logan's door, speaking in a sing-songy voice to wake him up. It took Logan a moment to register where he was and what happened the day prior.

Once he realized, his face went red. He had wet himself yesterday. And he wore a diaper.

Though, the diaper part wasn't terrible. But he'd address that thought later.

"Morning," he muttered, after realizing that he hadn't replied to Patton out loud. He sat up, running at his eyes. He was still in the onesie, and the space themed pull up.

"Are you okay, Lo?" Patton asked, coming in the room all the way and shutting the door behind him. Logan nodded softly. Yeah, he was technically fine, but he was very embarrassed.

"I'm fine," he replied verbally.

"If you're embarrassed about yesterday, you don't have to be. No one's gonna make fun of you," Patton sat down on the bed, giving him a soft look.

"I knoww, it's just-" he cut himself off, realizing he had no real reason to be embarrassed. His caregiver had only wanted to help, and Roman was probably the one who gave him the pull up. No one was upset with him, no one had laughed at him. "I'm sorry." he mumbled.

"Don't be sorry, kiddo- uh, Logan. Shutting off the pet name thing is hard." Patton's slip up caused them both to chuckle.  After a moment, Patton spoke again. "I figured you'd be a little shy about it." he shrugged.

Logan nodded. "You said you have trouble with accidents often when you're that little?" Patton questioned, speaking in a tone of curiosity.

"It gets harder and harder the littler I get, I guess. But I've only had actual accidents when I'm 3 or 4." he explained.

"Do you think these accidents can be avoided if I just remind you to go to the bathroom more when you're smaller?" Patton asked another question, Logan shrugging a bit in response.

"Maybe, yeah. When I'm that small, I genuinely don't recognize that I have to go until it's to late. When I'm a little older, like five or six, I just get caught up in playing and hold it off."

"So reminding you would work for when you're five or six, but any younger and it's questionable?"

Logan confirmed his suspicions with a nod, allowing him to continue. "You don't have too, we could figure something else out if you wan't....but would you be okay with wearing diapers or pull ups when you're really little? Just so you don't have to worry about it."

Logan didn't reply, thinking. Patton spoke again. "If you don't like that, we can make a new rule? That you have to wear protection after an accident. So you only wear them when needed."

"I like that, I think. For when I'm a little older though, like when my accidents are caused by me pushing it off because I wanna play." Logan trailed off, biting his lip. "When I'm three or four, I'd be okay with me wearing them all the time." he shrugged, his cheeks a little pink.

"Do you like diapers?" Patton asked suddenly, seemingly curious.

"The pull up made me feel smaller, and safer, I guess. It was one less thing I had to worry about. Plus..they're kinda cute," he was still blushing. "I can always try it and change my mind, too."

Patton nodded softly, "Of course, baby. Now, do you wanna stay big today or no?"

He could tell that Logan was big right now, but he could probably regress if he wanted to. It almost seemed like he was in an in-between state of mind anyway. Logan shook his head quickly. He had had trouble staying big for that conversation, if he was being honest.

"How small are you feeling?"

"Not very. But I don't feel completely big either." Logan admitted. "C-can I get ready by myself? I'll head down for breakfast in a bit."

Patton smiled a bit, leaning forward and kissing his forehead. "I'll see you in a bit."

Logan watched him leave, shutting the door behind him, before he pushed the covers off of him. He started by picking out an outfit. He couldn't find anything that he really liked, throwing on light blue jeans and a dark blue shirt. He pulled a beanie over his head, discarding the pull up in his trash can.

He looked around the room, trying to remember if he forgot anything. He had put on deodorant, and the rest of his mourning routine was in the bathroom. He grabbed his phone, heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

After brushing his teeth and such, he left his room, moving to go down the stairs, passing Patton's bedroom. The door had been left cracked open, and an item laying over the bedframe caught his eye. Logan wasn't someone who snooped through others stuff, ever, but the sweater on the bed seemed nice.

It was light blue, Patton's signature color, and it looked soft. He bit on his lip, debating his next actions. He felt a little stupid for wanting to wear his dad's shirt. He couldn't place why it felt dumb, so he ignored the feeling.

He stepped into Patton's room, looking around. He hadn't really been in here much. If Patton and Logan took naps or slept in the same bed, it was Logan's. He didn't take the time to look around, snatching up the sweater, and hugging it close to his face. It was soft.

And it smelt like Dad! He didn't even wonder for a split second if he should ask to wear it, simply pulling it on and leaving the room. He shut the door behind him and came down the stairs, entering the kitchen.

"Morning, Logan." Virgil greeted him first, everyone already seated at the table. He patted the seat next to him, motioning Logan over.

"Hi," Logan said, pulling out the chair next to his brother and across from his caregiver. Patton went to greet him, pausing when his eyes glanced over his outfit. Logan's cheeks went pink, and suddenly that stupid feeling of embarrassment came back.

"Is that my sweater?" Patton questioned, seemingly amused.

"It's mine now," Logan joked, trying to pretend he wasn't blushing. Patton chuckled.

"You can't just steal my clothes."

"Yes I can," Logan defied, giving him a cheeky smile. "It's soft and it looks cute on me." he shrugged. Patton gave him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, it does. Just ask next time?"

Logan agreed, before digging into his breakfast. Roman and Virgil jumped into conversation, and they all talked about whatever came up. They all avoided mentioning yesterday, in a means to not embarrass the boy.

"How old are you today?" Roman was the first to ask. Logan thought, trying to come up with an answer.

"Fifteen?" he decided.  

"Sounds like you're old enough to help me with the chores," Virgil stated, earning a groan from the boy.

"No thanks, Vee. I'd much rather stick to video games and watching videos of other people playing video games," Logan shook his head. He saw Patton looking at him.

"Could you please help your brother, honey?"

Logan didn't bother denying him, rolling his eyes but nodding. "Whatever, dad. I'll do the dishes and fold the laundry."

"Thank you, kiddo." Virgil smiled. "That helps a lot." he assured, causing Logan to smile a bit.

Logan spent the rest of the day regressed, helping his brother with the chores, and playing video games with him. Logan helped Patton with lunch and dinner, and everyone had an overall good day. It was later at night that Logan decided to come out of headspace, completing a few tasks he had just before bed.

The following day, he had his date with Patton. He didn't know whether to be excited or nervous. He felt a mixture of both.

Hopefully, things would go well. Only time would tell.

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"So, how'd it go?"

"Oh dear god," Logan jumped at Virgil's voice when he entered his room, his brother figure sitting on his bed, waiting for him. "You've been all the more interested in romance since Nico showed up. Why do you care how a movie with Patton went? We always watch movies."

"It's different when it's a dateeee," Virgil teased, watching Logan shut the door behind him and come to sit next to him on the bed. "Come on, tell me how things went," Virgil pouted, looking at him.

"It went well, thank you very much. We went to a cafe after and we talked about stuff," Logan shrugged, fiddling with his hands. He smiled as he thought back on everything. "He kept complimenting me, which was nice. Patton's different, when he's a dad and stuff."

"Roman's the same way. They still care and everything, but it's a different vibe," Virgil agreed. "What'd you talk about?"

"He asked me about work, and we talked about his too. Did you know that he's in charge of sorting memories? Every single interaction Thomas has, he has to go through it?"

"Mhm. I'm the one that interprets fear and anxiety surrounding different things according to those memories. Patton and I are the ones mostly in charge of the whole memory thing," Virgil nodded a bit. "What else?"

"Um....we told stories. Remembered stuff Thomas did, talked about things that happened before the whole "little" thing." he explained, adding onto his statement, "We even talked about before the "living like humans" thing. Which was weird."

"Yeah, it's crazy thinking about how we used to live, separately and just summoning things at will. I like this more," Virgil nodded again, "Anyways, did you hold hands? Kiss? Make out?"

"Yes, we held hands over the movie. And I think we almost kissed, I'm not sure...." Logan shoved him playfully and spoke in a tone of fake annoyance. "Like...when we were leaving the cafe, we had this moment where we locked eyes and we were standing real close, then there was a loud noise because some worker dropped something in the back."

"Aweee, that's so cute! I wanna know everything," Virgil requested. "Walk me through the whole date, please."

Logan rolled his eyes, "Can we do this another day? I'm tired."

"We'll have a sleepover then. Get on with it." he ordered. Logan chuckled a bit, climbing farther onto his bed and letting Virgil follow, settling down and starting from that morning.

Yeah, Virgil was annoying and insufferable sometimes, but Logan was glad that he cared. Even if their brotherly relationship wasn't the same when they were big, they still were close outside of their headspaces. And it seemed, that while they were both big, Virgil was interested in gossip and romance.

That's what happens when you spend all your time around Roman.

Logan went through his whole day with Patton, going over the fact that Logan bought popcorn for them to share at the movies, how Patton reached over and intertwined their fingers during the first scenes of the movie, how they both ordered the same type of muffin at the cafe.

Everything. Every little thing that Patton did that made him smile or blush. Every topic they talked about over Logan's coffee and Patton's hot chocolate. Everything he noticed they had in common, everything about Patton that made him happy.

Before today, Logan had only known Patton to a certain extent outside of his headspace, generally recognizing him as either his caregiver, or just another part of Thomas. He was glad he was opening up, and that he could be close to Patton, and the other sides, outside of his headspace too.

He could have a family without being little.

Plus, Patton was really sweet. And really cute.

Logan had never dated any of the other sides, though he knew a romantic relationship between two of them was possible. Roman and Virgil were dating outside of the emo's littlespace, even if no one ever talked about it. Until recently, Logan had always told himself that he didn't need a romantic relationship.

But maybe, it'd be nice if he did. Especially with Patton.

The least he could do was try.

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A/N: Y'all I wrote this all in one day- I've written a lot today so...be proud please! Please send me feedback if you liked this chapter! It's really fun exploring the sibling dynamic between Virgil and Logan! There's definitely gonna be more of this very soon!

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"We're here!" Virgil put the car in park, leaning back as Logan got to look around. He had been rambling about something and hadn't been paying attention to where they were going. When his eyes landed on the sign of the building in front of them.

"Is this an arcade?" Logan ran his fingers through his hair, looking at Virgil. It looked like he was holding back an outburst of excitement while waiting for the others response. Virgil nodded, giving him a light smile.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, seemingly happy about this. He realized what he did, taking a breath and correcting himself. "I mean...cool. Thanks."

"You're welcome, but..." Virgil paused, and Logan looked at him somewhat nervously. "You're allowed to be excited. There's a reason I brought you here. It'd be disappointing if you weren't excited."

"Oh, um..sorry. C-can we go in?" Logan attempted to change the topic, unbuckling his seat belt and going to open the door.

"Logan," Virgil made him stop in his tracks.

"Yes?"

"Please don't repress emotions, especially the good ones. You can be happy, Lo."

Logan slowly nodded, biting on his lip. After a moment, he motions to his door. "Can we...?"

"Yeah, let's go." Virgil opened his door and hopped out, Logan doing the same on the other side.

Logan was definitely excited. He loved video games and pizza, both of which he could get here.

He was happy that Virgil surprised him with this.

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"Okay, so you have your tokens, right?" Virgil checked. Logan took a sip out of his pop, holding up the bag of tokens with a nod. "I'm going to sit here and message your caregiver for a bit. Be good," Virgil sat down in one of the booths by the snack counter, where he had a decent view of the game section.

He'd be able to see Logan at almost any game in the arcade. Logan nodded, "I will." he assured.

"Have fun, I'll find you in a bit."

"Cool, sounds good."

And just like that, he was off to play games. Virgil joined him after a few minutes of conversing with Patton about Logan. About how he was excited to be at the arcade, how he was less anxious when presented with something he enjoyed.

"Boo!" Virgil snuck up behind the boy, startling him successfully.

"Virgil!" he whined, throwing his hands off the controls as he lost the game. "You made me lose!" he pouted.

"Oh, boo-hoo. You can always play again," Virgil pointed out, moving to stand next to him. Logan's cup sat on the ground next to the game, next to his token bag. Logan ignored him, watching as his score displayed on the screen.

He waited for his tickets to dispense before pulling them out, stuffing them into the pockets of Virgil's hoodie. "You good, Lo?" Virgil asked after a few moments. Logan shrugged silently as he put another coin into the slot, waiting for the game to start. Virgil sighed, rolling his eyes before speaking again. "I'm sorry I made you lose the game." he apologized.

"You've been forgiven," Logan glanced at him for a moment, giving him a cheeky smile before looking back to the screen and focusing on the game.

Virgil rolled his eyes again before looking at the screen and watching him play. Teenage Logan was rather playful sometimes, but he'd never admit that. Sometimes, he just wanted to be silly and dorky, he was just shyer about it when he was older.

Virgil picked up on this and went with it, encouraging the playful behavior without calling it out.

"I got a new high score!" Logan cheered, looking down to the ticket dispenser.

"That's cool! Wanna try to get high scores on a two player game?" Virgil asked, watching as he pulled the large strip of tickets from the game, storing them in the jacket pocket as he had done before.

"Sure!" Logan agreed, smiling widely up at him, before grabbing his pop and token bag. "C'mon, I think I saw a two player shooter over here..." he trailed off, grabbing Virgil's hand and dragging him behind him.

Virgil didn't complain though. He followed him throughout the arcade, holding his pop and tokens whenever he asked. He played any game Logan wanted, even if it was the same one over and over again because Logan wanted to win and couldn't.

He purposely lost certain games so that Logan could be happy that he won.

Anything to make his brother happy.

After a little while of playing games, Virgil told him that they should go back to the snack bar to get something to eat. "Hold on, I wanna try and win this," Logan didn't look away from the screen, focusing on the joystick and hitting the different buttons in hopes that he'd beat the video game characters.

"After this round, okay?"

"Mhm, whatever. Sounds good."

Virgil gave an amused smile, watching him focus in on the game and barely register what was happening around him. When he lost, he threw his hands off of the controls in frustration, like he had done earlier. Logan waited for the leader board to pop up, reading through the top spots. Virgil look at it too.

"You got spot four! That's good!" Virgil cheered, watching him bend down to get the tickets.

"I guess it isn't terrible.." Logan shrugged. Virgil noticed that he seemed disappointed.

"We'll conquer 1st place after some pizza and cookies," he promised, taking Logan's empty pop from the ground. "And a new drink for you." he decided.

Logan smiled, nodding. Virgil lead him up to the food counter, letting him take a seat in a booth while he went to go order. Virgil didn't like ordering food, and interacting with people he didn't know, but he knew that Logan wouldn't like doing that while in teenspace either. So he took one for the team and pretended like he was completely confident in his actions.

Logan tapped away on his phone, texting his dad with a smile.

Patton: You having fun, kiddo?

Yeah, we're getting pizza!!

Patton: Don't spoil dinner!

No promises.

Logan shut off his phone as Virgil came back, sliding into the other side off the booth. "Who're you texting?" Virgil asked.

"Dad. He told us not to spoil dinner." Logan informed him.

"Yeah, I figured he would. I'm sure we'll be hungry again by the time he's done with the food. We're just getting a slice each."

Logan nodded. "We'll probably stay for a little longer, try to use up all the tokens. Then we need to head home, we do have groceries in the car."

Logan's eyes widened. "We have ice cream in the car!" he gasped.

Virgil waved his hand. "I used magic, everything's good." he assured.

Logan gasped again. "B-but that's against the rules."

"This is an exception, Logan. It won't happen again," Virgil promised, getting distracted when the person at the counter called out their order. "Gotta go, be good."

Logan rolled his eyes, unlocking his phone again and reading over Patton's latest message.

Patton: I'm sure you have pizza to eat and games to play. Text me when you're on your way home, okay?

Yeah, I will. Love you.

Patton: Love you too, baby.

Logan just scoffed, shutting off his phone and not bothering with the whole 'I'm not a baby' speech. Virgil sat a plate in front of him, along with a drink.

He had a pepperoni slice of pizza, and a chocolate chip cookie, which was exactly the same as Virgil's order. "Thank you," Logan picked up the slice of pizza immediately dropping it back onto the plate because it was hot. "Ouch!" he complained.

Virgil chuckled. "You could use a napkin to pick it up, or y'know, wait for it to cool down?"

Logan smiled sheepishly, grabbing his drink and taking a sip through the straw.

"So, what are you gonna do when we get home?" Virgil tried to start a conversation.

"I was hoping that maybe I could watch a movie with dad. I miss him."

"You've only been away from home for a few hours." Virgil pointed out.

Logan pouted, "I knowww, but still."

"I get it," Virgil assured. "When I regress, I always want to be with Roman. Missing your dad is completely understandable."

Logan nodded, mumbling out a soft "okay".

"Anything else you have planned?" Virgil broke the silence, encouraging him to talk.

This is how anyone would keep a conversation going with Logan. If he wasn't constantly being asked things, he'd eventually not know what to say and trail off, mostly because he would be worried he was talking to much.

Logan tried to grab his cookie first, which Virgil had to stop him from doing. "Sweets after real food, young man." he corrected.

Logan dropped the cookie back onto his plate and grabbed the pizza. "Sorry." he apologized quickly.

"Don't be sorry," Virgil shook his head. "Patton's dad instincts are just rubbing off on me." he joked. Logan laughed.

They kept going like that, laughing and talking about whatever until they were ready to go back to beating games. Logan continued to beat games (and Virgil, in most of them), and Virgil let him have his fun.

Virgil's mission to spend time with his brother had been a success, and they both had a lot of fun. When they climbed back into the car, Logan clad in sunglasses he had used his tickets to purchase, Logan was hyper.

Maybe the candy he exchanged tickets got him there. He was talking, nonstop about anything and everything.

"Maybe you should tone it down a bit? Patton would kill me if he knew how much candy I let you have today."

"He doesn't have to know!" Logan defended, practically bouncing in place as he looked around to determine how close they were to home based off of his current surroundings.

"He's gonna know if you walk into the house this energetic!" Virgil exclaimed, laughing after. Logan tried to stay still, but that lasted less then two seconds, so he started fiddling with his hand. "Okay, okay. You're happy and excited, I get it," Virgil smiled at him before turning around a corner.

"Yeah...thanks for doing this." Logan looked out the window. They were close to home now. "I-it was really fun!"

"You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it. Let's do something like this again soon, okay?"

Logan nodded his head quickly, immediately agreeing. He didn't realize it until now, but spending some time with his brother while he was younger then him wasn't to bad.

It was pretty nice, actually.

A/N: Before we begin with this chapter, I want to show some art that @english-chips made for this fic! The first one is inspired by the last chapter, logan the science kid!

And this next one is based off of Teenspace!Logan (which is officially introduced in this chapter). Don't ask about the braces, that gets tied into the story later.

Anyways, enjoy the chapter!! feel free to leave comments/send asks (Wattpad/Tumblr) with any questions you have or your reactions+thoughts on the chapter/story in general! I also wanted to credit the people from my discord server for a lot of the ideas used throughout this fic, so I will probably be repeating this a lot bc they’re creative and help me a lot when it comes to this story!

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"I mean, I personally only really go to baby and toddler ages. From less than one to five. But you're still figuring your range out, right?" Virgil was talking to Logan as they washed the dishes. Virgil and Logan were getting into the habit of mentioning age regression related things in normal conversations, so they could normalize it even when they weren't in the headspace.

"I guess so. There's sometimes where I don't feel little, but I'm not exactly an adult either? I don't know how to explain it." Logan was honest with him, taking the plate he handed to him and putting it into the dishwasher.

"Maybe you're a middle?" Virgil suggested.

"Middle?" Logan repeated him, a confused tone laced in his voice.

"A middle is someone who regresses to pre-teen and teenage ages. It's still regression by definition as long as it's younger then your bio age," Virgil explained, rinsing out a bowl before handing it to him.

"I didn't know that was a thing. I sorta thought age regression was just baby, toddler, and young kid. I never really considered the fact that people might regress to an older age then that..." he trailed off.

"I don't know a ton about middles, or middlespace, but I know that some just find comfort in acting younger. That doesn't always mean a cute baby voice and stuffed animals, that can mean video games and they're old favorite books. Whatever makes you most comfortable." Virgil shrugged, using a sponge to scrub at a plate.

"That's kinda cool, actually. Um...anyways, what did you do today?" Logan changed the subject, keeping the term in mind. The idea that he could regress, but just to teenage years, made sense to him. He felt as if he might've been in that headspace before.

He'd want someone to look after him, but only to a certain extent. He'd be moody and get frustrated easier, he would want to indulge in old dorky hobbies, like video games or reading comic books. When he got like that, he told himself he was just being immature, and that he wasn't little, because it wasn't the same feeling. But now, knowing that regressing to teenage ages was a thing, he'd have to rethink things and maybe let himself indulge in this new feeling.

Not bad, just different.

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"Good morning, Logan!" Patton knocked on Logan's door, waiting to hear a reply before opening it.

"Morning, come in." he remarked simply, seemingly distracted by something.

"Virgil isn't little right now, but as always, I just wanted to check up on you to check if you were." Patton closed the door behind him, coming over to Logan's bed and sitting down.

"I'm not little," he replied quickly, flipping a page in whatever he was reading. Upon closer inspection, it was a comic book. When Logan saw Patton looking at it, he shut it and pulled it closer to him. "Can you get out of my room? I'm busy." he said, speaking in a very annoyed tone.

Patton looked shocked, and a bit hurt. "Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, I'll leave. Um, breakfast will be ready soon, let me know if you need anything..." he got up, going to leave when Logan spoke.

"Sorry for being rude, or whatever. I didn't mean to make you sad." he promised, speaking softer and in an apologetic way.

"It's alright, Logan. Are you feeling okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be, I'm fine?" he questioned.

"You're acting a bit..different? It's not bad!" Patton defended quickly before explaining himself, seeing Logan's skeptical look, "You're just...acting younger? But not quite little, y'know?" he tried to explain what he was thinking, but it was difficult.

"Patton! Come help me do this!" Roman called Patton from the kitchen before Logan go the chance to respond. Maybe Logan should've told his carer that he had a teenspace before going into it. Right after he heard about it from Virgil, connecting the dots was easy. So letting himself do what he wanted, and act slightly 'immature' was easier, because he knew it wasn't some weird thing. It was just a part of his personal regression.

But just because he accepted it himself, didn't quite mean that he wanted to explain it to his caregiver. Once Patton was gone, he made a motion with his hand and the door slammed shut.

You'd think he wouldn't break his own rule, but a lot of things you wouldn't expect were happening recently. Logan made a rule for the core sides, avoid using powers (both summoning and physical) because apparently it made them more "realistic". He had claimed that if they lived a life that was closer to an actual persons, in a mind palace designed to mimic the real world, they'd understand Thomas's problems and emotions more.

Roman hated those rules, and the fact that creating the realistic town and staying there sort of made it so that he couldn't escape to the mindscape for fantasy adventures. Logan even went so far as to make it so they got a limited allowance each week, as pay for doing your job for Thomas. Big Logan managed this whole system, but he said that if they just continued to be able to buy things without limited money, there was no point in trying to live more like people.

He groaned, shutting the comic book and abandoning it on his bed. He went over to his closet, looking inside of it for something to wear. Some things were to adult, and some things were to childish. He didn't have anything for in between, and that was frustrating. He almost considered summoning something for himself, when he was actually fourteen, they still lived in their separate rooms and just summoned things they wanted or needed.

He knew that he shouldn't, if he starts breaking his own rules regularly, then everyone else will and it'll be chaos. He looked through the part of his closet that had pajama shirts. Most of these were random t-shirts with graphic designs that adult Logan would never wear in front of the others (without the excuse of "it's an old shirt that I kept for sleeping."). He found a dark gray shirt that said "Game On", with a white game controller on it. He deemed it acceptable and he tossed it over to his bed, looking for jeans to go with it.

"Aha!" he cheered when he finally found simple dark blue jeans, taking the outfit and disappearing into his bathroom.

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"You said that he's acting weird? Is he small and trying to hide it?" Roman suggested, passing Patton a plate to set on the table. Virgil was serving the food, dividing it between their plates.

"No, I don't think so? He said he wasn't little, but he just seemed really annoyed and...I don't know." Patton seemed confused, taking the cluttery Roman handed him and going around the table, setting it down. Patton was the one who suggested that they start eating breakfast, along with other meals together when possible. It was common that someone would skip out on famILY meals, but that didn't meal he wouldn't put the effort in  to made the meals for everyone.

"You think he's just stressed and he needs to regress?" Virgil spoke up, setting a bottle of syrup on the table.

"I don't think he was stressed, just annoyed."

No one got the chance to reply because Logan came down the stairs, clad in a dorky t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and a beanie. Virgil seemed to have a realization upon seeing him.

"Hello?" he broke the silence after a few seconds, "Why is everyone staring at me?"

"Oh, um..." Patton spoke first, trying to come up with an excuse.

"Did I walk in on you guys talking about me?" he immediately questioned with suspicion.

"pshh! No, surely not!" Roman lied, Logan giving him a look.

"Hey, Logan? How old are you, like mentally, right now?" Virgil asked hesitantly, Patton seeming confused.

"He already said that he wasn't little?" he restated, looking over at Logan, who blushed a bit.

"I never said that I wasn't regressed at all..." he trailed off, stratching the back of his head awkwardly before looking at Virgil. "And um, fourteen." he replied quickly, shuffling over to the table and taking a seat.

"Oh! Why didn't you tell me that when I asked you if you were little?" Patton asked, taking his seat next to Logan.

"Because I'm not little. Little is like, baby and toddler, y'know? I'm just...not an adult for now." he explained, not looking at his caregiver much.

"Oh...I didn't even know your range went that far, sweetheart." Patton seemed to be processing this, lightly grabbing his fork as Roman and Virgil took their seats.

"Sorry I didn't tell you, Dad." he apologized quickly, starting to eat his food.

Patton smiled, both from the fact that Logan called him "dad" while he wasn't six years old, and as a source of comfort. "It's alright, Lo." he assured. Logan gave him a little awkward smile, going back to eating.

"So...what is everyone planning on doing today? I'll probably work on brainstorming for Thomas's next project." Roman tried to start a conversation.

"I'll probably just chill, I finished the work I had to do yesterday." Virgil replied, looking to Patton and Logan to talk next.

"I might play video games, or watch something. I don't know," Logan shrugged a bit.

"Have you ever really been in teenspace before? Do you know what you want to do?" Patton asked in curiosity.

"I..um," he paused, thinking. "I kinda have been before, but I thought it was weird so I pushed it down..."

"Regressing to teenage ages is not weird, at all! I actually think it's fitting for you, because you can regress without having to be babyish, which is what you're most shy about when you do go little!" Patton immediately defended, Logan holding back a small smile.

"I knowwww, but I thought this was just me being immature. Not like, a part of my regression. It feels different then when I'm a toddler or a kid." he explained, seeming like he didn't want to be talking about this. He'd felt like a teenager, and addressing the fact that he was simply just thinking like one made him second guess him choice to allow himself to go into that headspace.

"Okay, okay. Would you like me to spend the day with you, sweetheart?" Patton offered. Logan quickly shook his head in rejection.

"Nope, I'm good. Actually, I'm gonna head back to my room now." he scooted his chair back, standing up before pushing it in.

"Bye, Logan!" Roman called after him. Logan didn't respond, but you could hear his door shut from upstairs. Patton simply pushed his plate forwards, putting his head down on the table in his arms.

"You good there, padre?" Roman questioned.

"I'm fine, kiddo." he replied weakly.

--

"Hey, kiddo! I just wanted to check on you," Patton knocked on Logan's door, opening it after a few moments. Logan wasn't on his bed, so he shut the door and found the boy at his desk. There was sort of a dip in the wall where his desk inserted, perfectly fitting. There was white shelving above the desk, with mostly books on it. Under the desk, there was a portable dresser with black and gray drawers.

He was watching youtube on his laptop, leaning back in his office chair with headphones on. Patton realized Logan didn't hear him, tapping on his shoulder. Logan flinched, quickly pulling his headphones off. "Helloooo? What's up?" he questioned, reaching forward and pausing his video.

"I just wanted to check on you, that's all." Patton replied, coming closer to him and standing behind his chair.

"Well, I'm fine. Just watching youtube," he shrugged, motioning to his screen.

Patton read over the channel name, along with the video title. "Markiplier, who's that?" he asked.

"Just a youtuber, dad. Do you need something?" Logan reached forward, shutting his laptop and looking up at Patton.

"Not really. I just wanted to know what you've been up too,baby."

"I'm not a baby." Logan replied simply, sounding a little annoyed.

"But you're my baby," Patton teasingly. Logan's face went pink, and he gave a mostly-playful glare. Patton was glad he was getting him to be playful to some extent, because so far it felt like Logan just wanted to isolate himself while in this headspace.

If he was going to be Logan's caregiver, he wanted to know at least a little bit about how Logan acts in each part of his headspace, so he knows how best to care for him. But it currently seemed like Logan didn't want any care.

"No, I'm a teenager. Not a babyyy," he whined, not in a baby voice, but in a 'dad you're embarrassing me please stop' type of voice.

"Yeah, yeah, okay. I'll stop teasing you." Patton smiled at him. Logan crossed his arms, but both of them knew he wasn't actually upset.

"Are you sure you don't want to go watch a movie in the living room or something? You said you might play video games, I know you can't do much on your laptop." Patton was silently pleading to spend some time with him, but Logan shook his head.

"I think I'll stick with Markiplier vids. But I'll see you at dinner!" he reminded, which did cheer Patton up a bit. Patton nodded.

"Alright, Littl-" Logan gave him a look, "Not little. Uh, bye Logan!" he corrected somewhat awkwardly, leaning down to kiss Logan's forehead quickly before leaving. Logan rolled his eyes, slowly opening his computer back up. He pressed the space bar button, and readjusted his headphones on his ears before leaning back in his seat.

Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

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"Dinner's ready, baby." Patton peeked his head into Logan's room, to see him watching something on Netflix at his desk.

"Kay, Dad. I'll be down in a sec," he replied, without missing a beat. "Also, not a baby."

"Alright, sorry Lo. Just head down soon, okay?"

Logan nodded,already starting to pause his show and log out of everything. Patton gave a slight smile, leaving his door open and heading back down stairs.

"So...how's teenage Logan?" Roman asked quickly as he came downstairs, already sitting down for dinner. Virgil looked at Patton.

"He keeps getting embarrassed when I call him baby. But I think he's good, he seemed pretty content with just hanging out in his room and doing whatever." Patton replied, pulling out his chair to take a seat.

"Oh, Logan! Hey!" Roman called when he saw Logan entering the kitchen. He held his phone in his hand.

"Hey. What are we having?" he asked, pulling his chair out and sitting next to Patton, as usual. He glanced down at his phone screen and tapping it a few times. Virgil came and sat some containers on the table. "Oh, spaghetti. Question answered."

"Can you put your phone down at the dinner table, sweetheart? Dinner is time for us to spend time as a family," Patton tapped his shoulder softly, instructing him to turn it off. Logan rolled his eyes, shutting off his phone and hovering it an inch above the table before dramatically dropping it. The attitude wasn't appreciated, but at least he listened.

"So..Logan, what did you do today?" Roman asked after a few moments of silence, reaching forward to server himself some food. He grabbed a piece or garlic bread at Logan started to respond.

"I watched Youtube and Netflix." he replied, quickly loading his plate with food. He seemed somewhat tense, like he wanted to leave.

"That's cool! What did you watch on Youtube and Netflix?" Virgil asked. Virgil was picking up on Roman's tactic of asking simple questions to hopefully start a conversation.

"Markiplier and The Floor is Lava." Logan kept going like this to every curious question they had, responding in short sentences before going back to eating. Soon enough, his plate was clear and he attempted to leave.

"You didn't even ask to be excused, young man. Sit back down." Patton instructed, Logan immediately listening and sinking back into his chair.

"C-can I go?" he asked, looking at Patton with a nervous look now. He didn't mean to upset him, he just wanted to go back to his room and be by himself again. This was a new headspace for him, and being around other people for long periods of time made him anxious. What if he did something stupid? What if they thought he was weird?

Patton didn't mean to scare him, so he softened up his face before talking again. "How about you tell us about your day, sweetie?"

Logan shifted from nervous to annoyed in maybe two seconds. "I've already told you everything! I watched Netflix and Youtube. There's nothing to talk about, dad!" he snapped, grabbing his phone from the table. Patton's eyes went wide, he definitely did not expect Logan to snap at him.

"Hey, kiddo..." he spoke softly to the annoyed regressor, who just want an escape. Logan took a few breaths while Virgil and Roman watched in silence. Patton hesitantly put his hand on Logan's arm in a simple attempt to comfort him. "Why don't you just walk me through what you did after breakfast, whatever you remember?" Logan looked at him now, nodding. He seemed a bit nervous, he did not mean to snap or shout or anything. But it seemed as if Patton wasn't upset with him.

He thought back to that morning, beginning the story. "So I went up to my room after breakfast. I read comic books for a little bit, and then-"

"What did you read about?" Roman interrupted. This didn't seem to annoy Logan, just shock him. He wanted to hear about whatever dorky comic book he had read? The last of dinner went on like that, Logan walking through his day up until the meal, and the other three inturrupting to ask curious questions.

Logan would go on side rambles about whatever it was. A question as to what The Floor Is Lava was about lead him into a ramble about how the game works. But no one else minded, because learning about this part of Logan, neither a baby, nor completely big, was really nice. Every few minutes, he'd stop his rambling, and ask if someone else wanted to talk.

But every single time, they'd share a few thoughts and assure that they didn't mind his excited rambling. He revealed that he also watched documentaries and information youtube videos, so he started sharing a bunch of random facts.

The anxiousness, the awkwardness, and even the extreme want to go away, faded as they encouraged him to keep dorkily discussing his favorite teen-ish things to do.

Here’s the story description+wattpad cover before you read the first chapter!!:

“Patton was spending every second he could learning about Logan.  Little Logan and Big Logan alike, both of them were definitely worth his time.  He's always wanted to be a dad, and playing the role for the little logical side came so easily for him. And the fact that he was slowly falling for Big Logan just made him all the more interested Maybe Logan hadn't been a regressor quite as long as Virgil had, but the coping skill definitely helped him just as much. From being a hyper toddler who just wants to read a children's book about space, to being a fourteen year old that is only interested in Sherlock and Netflix, every second is an adventure with a little who probably has a larger vocabulary than you do. So tag along for adventures, with two littles and two carers. A sibling like bond between the regressors, a secret shared between the sides. Prepare for a wild ride, because this is the beginning of a brand new life. Little Logan, no matter what age he was regressed to, would and always will be Soft, Cute, and Far Smarter Than You.”