"Hey Natasha?" You walk into her bedroom, closing the door behind you as Nat looks up at you.

"Yeah? What's up?"

Natasha moves over on her bed, leaving you some room to sit next to her. Your face has a look on it that worries Natasha, but she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, so she lets you go at your own pace for whatever you're going to tell her.

"I... I need to tell you something, but I don't know if I'm ready for the others to know." You say, sitting next to her.

"Lips are sealed. Your safe. What's up?" She outstretches her hand, giving you the option to hold it if you'd like to.

You do.

You knew this was going to be a tough subject, bringing up your regression to Natasha was not something you were sure was going to ever happen, but she had been someone you could trust with everything. Everything in you begged for someone to know, to let someone in. You figured Natasha was the easiest to start with, and maybe later on tell more.

You explained for about 30 minutes about your regression to Natasha, her face going from confusion to understanding. She hadn't heard of regression before, but she knew how big this was for you to have hid this for years since knowing her.

She welcomed your regression in with open arms, making sure you knew that if you ever wanted to, she'd love to be there for you if you needed her. It was a simple conversation, nothing to detailed being expressed, yet. You just wanted to tell her, that was it. Everything else came with time and that was okay.

You eventually left her room, going back to your room to pick up on a hobby you had started earlier before going to talk to Natasha.

You felt lighter, better, more seen in a sense. You knew it would take a while and a lot of conversations before you regressed Infront of Natasha.

The thing though was that when you talked to Natasha, there wasn't just her listening.

Vision had originally come to talk to you about something tony mentioned about in regard to a mission but was confused to find you out of your room. You didn't normally leave your room in the afternoon unless called out, it wasn't a set thing, just something he had noticed.

He searched around for you, and when he heard your voice coming through the door of Natasha's room, he stood next to it. He didn't exactly mean to 'eavesdrop' but when you started talking about your regression, something in him just didn't want to move.

He ends up spending extra time and attention to learning about age regression over the next few days, just in case something happened, just in case you needed anything.

One day it was just you and him back at the tower, he had stayed back when he found out it was just going to be you in the tower. You knew he was in the tower, but you didn't really care, seeing as he normally didn't bother you if you were in your room.

As the day progressed and the sun started to set, your mind actively regressed, the way the sky shined making your eyes gleam and your mind just so excited to play, to be little for a while.

Your toys eventually were scattered on your floor, you excitedly played games with your dolls and stuffies, giggling and talking away. You hadn't noticed when vision knocked on your door, checking in on you after he didn't get a response from you about dinner.

He opens the door quietly, light from the living room creeps in. The change in lighting catches your attention and you look up at vision, pure fear and shock etched on your face. You weren't exactly prepared for this.

"Hey, I was going-" Vision pauses.

He takes in the state of your room before he looks at you, acknowledging your dilated eyes and your breathing escalating. He didn't want to freak you out, so he did what he could to act casual about everything and let you know he truthfully didn't mind.

"I was not sure if you'd like for me to cook you something or order you take-out. Would you like some mac and cheese? Do you want a 'safe food'?" He asks.

Your face lights up at the thought of food, spilling out what you'd like to vision as he mentally catalogs things you like when regressed.

"Okay. I'll order that for you. Do you want me to come play with you when I am finished?"

You look at him mildly confused, did he know already? Had you told him and forgot?

"You know age regress'on?" You mumble out, confused.

"Yes, and I think it is quite alright you handle your feelings that way. I would like to be able to help you if that's alright?"

You nod, the feeling of two people now knowing settling in.

Vision leaves your room, gently closing the door behind him. The click of the door finalizes that feeling of confusion and you sit there on your floor confused. You weren't upset, but you surely weren't expecting vision to be the next one to find out about your regression. Or even know about it in general.

Vision comes back in a few minutes later, sitting near your small dollhouse you would hide behind your clothes in your closet. Your mind although scared, was buzzing with excitement. A new friend, new possibilities, and maybe more confidence in your little side.

You two spent the rest of the night playing dolls and eating food before vision helped you pick out a pj set and tucked you in.

Even though it was a surprise for vision to be the one to first help take care of you, you absolutely adored it.

Once the door was closed for the night, toys carefully cleaned and stacked away, your mind drifts off into a slumber of dreams and adventures with a new character added.

Vision wasn't sure how you'd react to his help, or even him knowing, but he now knew that there was nothing he wouldn't do for you, big or little. You were now his responsibility to protect, even more so than before.