#wandasboy

When JJ finally came home, she expected to be greeted by you almost immediately. Instead when she opened the door, you were nowhere to be found. 

She glanced down to her phone, to check if she had sent her ‘on my way’ message as she normally did. It was there, but no response, but that wasn’t unlike you. You sometimes had a hard time responding and reaching out, mostly over text. 

She chucked her shoes off, set her bags down, and set out to find you.  

JJ found you in bed with your back turned to the door. She smiled softly at the sight of you, but worry quickly overcame it. She walked over and knelt down beside the bed, reaching out to rub your back and planting a kiss on your hair. 

“Hi, sweetheart, I’m home.” 

You instinctively relaxed into her touch before turning to her, giving her a small, quiet, “hi.”

As you turned, she saw the stuffed animals you were holding and her gaze softened. 

“How’s my sweet boy?” She kissed your forehead, and began to play with your hair lovingly.

You rolled into her, nuzzling your face into her chest.

Seeing as you didn’t respond, she made the assumption you likely hadn’t been okay, something may have even triggered you, causing you to slip into this space to shield yourself. 

Since you had first told her about age regression, she had done research, wanting to know how to best take care of you and love you, both as your young self and older self. She’d have to wait till your older self came back to ask what happened. Currently, all that was on her mind was making you feel safe and comforted. 

“Have you eaten? Why don’t we go downstairs and I’ll make some dinner and then we can watch a movie?”

You nodded into her and she pulled you up and helped you get off the bed. You took her hand and walked together downstairs, still holding your group of stuffies.

She guided you to one of the stools at the kitchen island and you hopped up, lining your animals up to sit in front of you. She ruffled the top of your hair and walked to the fridge. 

“What are we thinking? Spaghetti? Mac and cheese,” before she could continue, you jumped in excitedly.

“Mac and cheese!”

She laughed, smiling at how eager you were. “Sure, bub, how about with hot dogs?” 

“Yeah!!” 

“Okay, whatever my precious baby wants.” 

While she made the food, JJ watched as you sat quietly, playing with your stuffies. She closed her eyes for a minute and took a deep breath, cherishing this innocent moment and reminded herself how grateful she was that you were hers to take care of and love.  

Once finished cooking, she set your bowl and a cup of water in front of you. 

“Juice?” You looked at her questioningly. 

“No sweetheart, it's too late for juice. You can have water or milk.” 

You pouted at her, “You said whatever I want!” 

She crooked an eyebrow at you. “Yes, about picking food, sweetheart. It’s too late to have juice, you can have some in the morning if you still want it.” 

You huffed, giving up and eating your food. She sat down next to you and ate with you, watching you out of the corner of her eye. 

When you were done, you waited patiently for her to finish. She grabbed the bowls and put them in the sink, then turned to look back at you. 

You fidgeted with your stuffed bears’ paws when you saw her turn. 

“Movie now?”

You smiled, hopping off the stool.

She came over to you to hold your hand and lead you to sit down on the couch. “What would you like to watch, lovebug?” She opened Disney, and started to go through options she knew you liked.

You practically jumped on her when you saw one of your favorite movies pop up. “Tangled! Please momma!?”

“We watched Tangled two days ago, do you really want to watch it again?” She asked, even though she knew the answer. 

“Momma momma please!” You squeezed her arm and grinned at her, rocking back and forth slightly. It was something you did often,even without meaning to. Sometimes it was to self soothe, other times sensory seeking, as it was at the moment. 

“Okay sweet pea,” she said, putting her hand over yours. “Should I go get us some blankets?” 

You nodded and smiled at her, “Dino!” 

You watched her get up, then turned your head back to the tv. She went back to your shared room to grab your dinosaur blanket and another for herself. 

When she came back, she wrapped you in your blanket and sat next to you, putting an arm around you to pull you in. You were partially lying on her lap, with your head against her arm propped on the armrest. She softed your hair as you two watched the movie. With about twenty minutes left of the movie, she looked down to check on you, only to see you fast asleep in her arms.