The "Worst" Wolverine
Regressor!Logan x Caregiver!Wade
(Slight Spoilers for Deadpool and Wolverine, also TW!Bedwetting)
Logan knew he was bad, that he wasn't any good. He had been the reason why there were no X-Men in his universe after all. That was why he deserved it. He deserved to never be little again. That was his self-imposed punishment. Though just because Logan's little mind had justified it, it didn't mean he really accepted it.
Logan's little brain reached out and was ecstatic at Papa Wade, taking him away from his scary, lonely, and bleak reality.
Logan went along if only to see what Wade wanted and definitely not because his mind was currently screaming out at him to leave this place.
That was until Wade took him to see Mobius. Tears welled in his eyes as it hurt to hear the confirmation that he was the worst. Logan's big mind had started to crack.
"He's The Worst Wolverine!"
His eyes closed, and instead of him fighting, Logan had started to cry. Even worse, his body decided that now would be the best time to finally regress and let loose. His bladder releasing itself infront of everyone in the room. The very action causing him to cry even more.
Though luckily or unluckily, Logan wakes up from the ever-present nightmare close to Wade.
Good news, it was a dream! Bad news he was soaked.
His eyes welled with tears looking down out of shame, causing Wade to snap into action.
"Shhhh, Shhh, Papa's right here, Wolvie!" Wade had hushed Logan, rubbing soothing circles into the little's back.
The comfort felt so good, but he couldn't accept it, Logan didn't deserve it he was the Worst Wolverine, He waa bad, he was dirty, he wasn't good.
Logan's tears fell harder as his words flew out of his mouth.
"No!"
He started his ramble while putting his hands weakly against Wade.
"I... I..... Mmmm' Bad"
He wailed, forcing Wade to hold him tight.
"Mmm, da worsee one. I bad, I can' be a baby"
He weakly admitted as he looked forlornly down.
"An I can' keep m'self dry. Bad babies can' have papas."
Wade held Logan tightly, ignoring the wetness he looked at Logan and uplifted him.
"I disagree. You're a good baby! You're my good innocent baby. "
(Weakly)Wade sat his heavy 300lbs toddler on his lap. Wiping tears from Logan's eyes he continued his speech
"You will always be my good baby! You'll never be bad in my eyes, you deserve to be happy and smile!"
He says as he kisses his forehead.
Logan's tears had dried as he looked at Wade, wanting to believe his Papa's words but still had that empty feeling he was wrong for wanting this.
"Bu-Bu,"
"No BUTS, no little of mine is gonna talk about themselves like that."
Wade says booping Logan on the nose.
"And I think it's time for me to get you cleaned up Wolvie."
Logan felt reserved and was about to protest until a suspiciously red and black paci found its way into his mouth. The paci quelling the negative thoughts he had Logan looked needily at Wade.
Wade looked at Logan, understanding the need for him. Having calmed down enough, Logan's mind had mellowed out to the idea of being with Wade, and though not entirely open to letting his little side drop, he resigned to let himself be taken care of. Just this once.
