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May I please request,,,, a itty ghost hurt/comfort (heavy on comfort) w cg soap? The demons got to me today and I can’t stop thinking about baby si just being inconsolable until soap comes and picks him up and gently rocks him-

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It was a bad day. A bad emotion day, as the 141 fondly called it. There were small disagreements that turned to full on arguments simply because Ghost metaphorically woke up on the wrong side of the bed. As far as the rest of them could see, he just needed to de-stress, they couldn’t see the darker eye bags underneath the eyeblack and mask. He needed what he refused to ask for; gentle love, care and rest. But mostly less stress. Johnny was right there, waiting for him to slip so he could catch him with open arms.

All day was spent mostly walking on eggshells until Simon crashed.

Crashed. Not slipped.

The man crashed in bed. Curled up into as tight of a ball as he could manage, and he slept. The nightmares clawed his brain till he tossed and turned loud enough to alert others. It was Soap who rushed in the second he was aware of the worrying sounds of the beds movement and the shuffling from behind the closed door.

Upon entering, it was clear just how distressed Ghost was in his sleep. His mask damp at the neck and forehead with sweat. Small whimpers fell from his lips, grumbles low in his chest added to the trembling of his shoulders. His eyeblack smudging away after each movement of his head that pulled his mask with it. A pillow was held tightly to his chest.

In an instant, as if he sensed Johnny’s presence, Simon jolted off of the pillows. Tears welled in his eyes, his eyes jumping from spots around the room until he saw Soap near the door. The sobs then fully came out, reaching out and grasping at air.

“Buu-uh-bba!!” He cried, the tears mixing with sweat and eyeblack that eventually soaked the eye of his mask. Simon grabbed at the air near Soap, cries only growing louder.

Johnny looked frazzled at the sudden cry and change in position, then again, he knew just how bad Simon’s dreams could mess with him. He could only imagine the hell that was happening in his head. He stepped forward and quickly scooped Simon into his arms. Even as tall and heavy as Ghost was, Soap couldn’t ever say no. He even went to the lengths to buff himself up enough to hold the little one and still be comfortable.

“Bubba’s here, Bubba’s got ye.” Soap softly settled Simon in his arms, all gentle love. Kisses were placed on Simon’s masked face as Johnny rocked him slowly.

Inconsolable for minutes at a time, Johnny barely managed to get his mask off and a pacifier in his mouth before he rushed to grab the rest of Simon’s regressing gear. A diaper was a must. Especially after a nap with nightmares. Holding Simon was certainly a task while the little one cried and cried.

Laying him down was even more of a nightmare.

Simon practically screeched as he was laid down, nonsense babbles of jumbled words came from him the second he was placed down. Lots of ‘up’s, and ‘bubba’s.

The little one didn’t quite see that he needed to be padded up in times like this. But Johnny worked fast, even with Simon kicking his weak, tired, legs. He was padded up in just a few minutes then Simon was back in his arms. Just a hoodie on to cover him, his hoodies being on the baggy side helped with that. Soap rocked with Simon in his arms, slow and stable movement.

“I know.. Bubba’s got ye now. It’s all okay..” Soap placed soft kisses along Simon’s face, wiping away the tears though it smudged the eyeblack.

Simon’s cheek mushed against Soap’s palm the moment he was close enough to get that contact. His cries became a bit more muted as the contact persisted. Johnny’s hand stroked away each tear that fell down his cheek.

“Yeah.. Bubba’s here.” Johnny whispered softly. “You’re so brave, M'eudail.. So brave facin’ those nightmares all on yer own, hm?” He praised as he kissed his nose.

A weak giggle was given to the kiss, teary and glassy eyes peering up at Johnny. The darkness in the corners of his eyes began to fade, brushing away all those monsters from his perception.

“Yeah! Bubba’s so proud of ye, ‘m so so proud.” The carer grinned down at Simon. “My wee lad.” He cooed.

Simon tearily looked up at him, tears steadily dripped down his cheeks till a stop. He babbled quietly up at Soap, putting his fingers in his mouth to chew on. The tears stained his cheeks with smudged eyeblack. He blinked up at him.

“Ah,” Johnny tsked as he chuckled, “No chewin’ on yer fingers, Si.” He removed the little one’s hand from his mouth, leaning over to the side table of the bed to grab Simon one of his pacifiers from the drawer. Seeing Simon calm down so quick just from being rocked by him warmed his heart.

The pacifier was gently popped into his mouth, and Johnny slowly began to sit down with him on the side of the bed. It only took a second for Simon to start fussing at that. The pacifier bobbed in his mouth as he began to wiggle in his lap.

“Ye just wanna be rocked, is tha’ it, cutie?” Johnny fondly shook his head. He grunted as he stood up with Simon, rocking him slowly once again.

It worked quickly, Ghost quieted down and rested his head down on Soap’s chest. Just over his heart like always, listening to the steady beat like it was a lullaby.

“Yeah… ye just wanna rock with me, hm?” He kissed his head gently. He could clean Simon’s face later, he just needed the boy to be comfortable before he added any tasks to their day.

“Bubba…” Simon babbled behind his pacifier, blinking up at him. One of his hands rested gently on Soap’s chest as he played with the fabric by rolling it between his fingers.

“What’s up, lad?” Johnny softly bounced him to get him in a more comfortable position for the both of them. He smiled down at Simon, giving a gentle hum of encouragement.

Simon didn’t quite respond, huffing a little and nuzzling up to him instead. He grabbed a fistful of Johnny’s shirt to hold tightly.

“I’m not goin’ anywhere, Mo ghraidh.” Soap kissed his head. He never stopped rocking him, swaying happily with Simon in his arms as he occasionally took a few steps to keep up with movement.

“Bubba p’omise..?” Simon murmured, hardly intelligible behind the pacifier.

“Bubba promises.” Johnny assured him. A sweet grin spread across his face as he watched Simon melt against him at that. “I’ve got ye, love, rest those eyes.” He rubbed his back in slow motions.

He couldn’t quite say no to that. Simon closed his eyes, despite fighting it the whole time. He kept his head firmly pressed against Johnny’s chest, listening for both the rumble of his voice and his heartbeat.

When his eyes shut, there wasn’t anything scary waiting to grasp him from the safety of his carer’s arms. Instead, he found warmth and safety in the void of nothingness. No hands dared to pull him under the water, nothing shouted to him, nothing clawed at him. It was all safe instead. Soap’s soft murmuring of sweet words and assurances kept him afloat, he even got a few kisses.

Sleep was far away. That wasn’t the intention. He removed the stressful excess stimuli that kept his head running a mile a minute and simply trusted that Johnny would keep him safe. To watch out for him. And he always did, always had his six.

“I love you, Si.” He heard Soap whisper to him while gently pressing their foreheads together.

Simon felt his gentle breaths against his face, relaxing further at the close proximity. Rather than forcing the words out, he babbled happy, but sleepy, nonsense in response. Of course with a goofy little smile as well, he couldn’t help it.

“There’s a smile..” Johnny purred, pulling back a little before planting a kiss to his nose.

The little one babbled quietly before he simply hummed. He comfortably settled, deep breaths filling his lungs again.

As always, Soap caught him when he fell. Picked him up when he broke. Ran to him when he was distressed and fixed him right up. Made the world right again.

This will probably be uploaded to ao3 later today !!

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midnighmoonligh · 5 months

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Fandom

Call of Duty

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Characters

Y/N ; Gender Neutral ; They/Them ; little

König ;; He/Him ;; CG

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⚠Content Warnings⚠

Violence, War stuff, COD yk.

Sleep anxiety, general anxiety, & lil violence (you hitting)

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Plot Summary

Y/N is stressed and struggling to regress, so after asking König for help he takes a crack at being a cg for you.

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You have been having trouble regressing for a few weeks now. You rarely went to other people, but after confessing to your Colonel, König, that you are an age regressor during a mission, he always offered to help. Sometimes, when things on base were slow, he would even do small things to encourage you to regress. Usually you just laughed at him and teased him for it.

König had been noticing you struggling to be little and relax. After a particularly hard mission, you showed up in his office. You gently pushed open the door after knocking softly. As usual, you waited until you were given the okay before coming in. Once in, you gently shut the door behind yourself. The noise made the large man look up from the tablet on his desk. At first, he looked confused but quickly his expression relaxed when realizing it was just you. König didn't mind, though, was definitely awkward.

" What is up? " he asked hesitantly, words thick with his usual German accent. His english has improved lately, on the bright side.

" König... " you trailed off hesitantly, nervously even. You fidgeted with your hands as you walked towards the desk. You stopped once in front of it. " Could, uh, could you help me regress? I feel awful and just... need it, " you did your best to voice what you needed.

König clearly was surprised by it too. Even so, he couldn't help but smile under his mask. He wasn't trying to push you into him caring for you, as much as he really wanted to these days. He was definitely cherishing the moment, to say the least. He turned off the tablet in his hands so it would lock then pulled himself to sit up better.

" Of course, " he replied quickly, not wanting you to over think more than you, clearly, already had.

You gave a short nod. Then the space became so awkward. You sat down into the chair across from him and just stared at the floor nervously. You could feel bus eyes burn into you. The room was tense with anxiety from the both of you.

" So, " he finally spit out after a long silence. " What... can I do to, um, help? "

" I don't... really know, " you replied hesitantly. Slowly, you moved to bring your legs up onto the chair. They pressed against your chest as you hugged them close. " I've tried everything that normally works, but they didn't work, " you voiced sadly.

" Hmm, " König leaned back in his chair and studied you. His blue eyes seemed to scan your head to toe. " Do you think it was the mission? " he asked as he rubbed his chin. " Are you stressed about more things than ususal? "

You couldn't read him. He seemed to show genuine interest, and want to help you, but his tone was so flat. It was quite different than speaking to a counselor... You chewed on the inside of your cheek, eyes keeping on the floor to sooth your anxiety.

" I don't know, " you mumbled, repeating the phrase once more. You didn't know why you were having a hard time regressing lately. It bothered you.

König sighed before speaking, " We can always try a few things. If it doesn't work, we will try something else. "

He went to his desk and shuffled around some papers. He then turned back and looked at you. It made you feel guilty for interrupting him mid work day.

" Do you like anything in particular? " he asked as he returned to his chair. " Are you sensitive to sounds, light and smells? Or are you particular about the things you need? "

His face was quite neutral, but he looked concerned. You let out a short hum as you thought about what he had asked.

" I don't like loud sounds, " you told him, though it wasn't an uncommon thing. Let alone on the base. " I don't know, sorry. Just, hard to focus, " you admit as you sank down into your chair further.

König nodded his head, seemingly making sense of it all. He was not a stranger to concentration problems. " Hmmm, " he mumbled as he thought over some things.

He went over to a cabinet and pulled out a few items. A small, fluffy rabbit stuffed animal, some colouring sheets, a few markers and a small blanket. You were surprised when König pulled out the items. Apart of you wanted to ask why he had these things, let alone where he got them from. Thankfully, you decided to keep those questions to yourself instead. König brought these over to you and pushed them into your hands.

" I'll stay around in case you need help, " he said as he sat back down in his chair. " Tell me if you need anything, okay? "

You set the coloring stuff into the desk before tugging the blanket around yourself. It was warm and cozy, making you smile.

" Okay, " you mumbled as you looked through the coloring sheets with a bored expression. You eventually picked one, coloring despite not being regressed. You hoped it would help, which is why you were trying. It was better than not trying at all.

Despite seeming quite confused when you began to color despite not being regressed, König made no comment. He didn't went to discourage you from trying at all. He watched you and even brought his chair closer, seeming to try to offer comfort and support. You looked over when hearing König move closer. Though your attention soon returned back to coloring. Your head was placed in the palm of your hand, elbow against the arm rest of the chair.

A long moment passed as you colored. Eventually, he spoke up after glancing at the clock on the wall. " Is this helping? " he finally asked. " Are you any closer to regressing? "

" Not really, " you admitted, but didn't stop what you were doing.

König nodded slowly and sighed once more. You weren't sure if he was just trying to help you or genuinely curious. Still, he stayed close, leaning back and tapping his fingers quietly on the arm rest of his chair.

He watched you a little longer before speaking up again. " How long has it been since you regressed? " he asked you curiously.

" Mm, maybe a month? " you recalled. You closed the cap of the marker and set it down in defeat. Your hands fell into your lap afterward.

" Had a mission for two weeks... obviously couldn't then. Then we got back and I just, couldn't I guess, " you struggled to explain.

He had heard of regressors being unable to regress for long periods of time, but it was still unfortunate that you hadn't been able to.

" Hmm, " König murmured to himself as he thought. " Maybe... " the words left his mouth, but he seemed to lose his train of thought and remained silent.

He thought a little longer; " Maybe you are just, um, needing some attention? " he finally said; looking at you with a somewhat awkward expression. You smiled and snorted at König's words. They were cute and sweet.

" I don't know anymore, I've genuinely tried everything I could, " you sighed, but a content smile kept on your face.

" I understand, " König reassured as he slowly nodded his head again. He was starting to wonder if your inability to regress was his fault, or something.

He sighed and leaned back in his chair. He didn't mind you being in his office, but he also understood that you had a job to do outside. You fidgeted with your hands quietly while your eyes watched the coloring book. It wasn't really helping, but you liked looking at it. The pages were very cool in a pleasing way, even for your adult mind. König really had picked a good coloring book.

" Is there... anything else I can try doing? " the larger man spoke up, body language awkward but he really wanted to help you.

" I don't know, I'm sorry, " you sputtered out an apology quickly.

" No need to apologize, " he said softly, putting his hand up. He hesitated to speak, a slight frown crossing his face. " I would like to see you after you are off-duty, " König said after a long moment.

You blinked a few times before nodding. You knew König had work to do, which made you feel bad for getting in the way. Carefully you pulled yourself to sit up. Your fingers fidgeted with the blanket he had given you.

He shifted in his chair, moving his hands into his pockets. " I would be happy to help you try to regress... "

" Okay, I can do that, " you agreed to meet König later when they were both off-duty.

" Are you free around 5? " he asked in a soft tone. " I'll be by your room... "

He didn't know how he had become your caregiver; at first you had only mentioned having social anxiety and you both had bonded over having that in common. Then, later at a very awkward time, you had told him you regressed. König still didn't know how to process it. A part of him wanted to protect you and help you. Another wanted to take care of all your problems for you. His heart skipped a beat.

König was probably just being dramatic.

" Should be, " you nodded softly at the offer of a time frame. Hesitantly, you got up from the chair. You folded the blanket gently before setting it across the backing of the chair you had been sitting it.

" I guess, see you at five then? " you sheepishly spoke as a sort of goodbye.

" Yes, " he nodded. König sat quietly in the chair and watched you leave.

" Until then... " he mumbled to himself before picking up a pen and doodling on one of the many sheets of paper on his desk. He didn't know what to make of you; that you regressed, needed his help and seemed to like his company.

Most people didn't like him or his company. The times they needed it was for work anyways. König let out a long sigh. He promised himself, internally, that he wouldn't mess this up.

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Soon the time hit five pm and you were waiting for König in your room as you both had agreed. You left your door unlocked, sitting on your bed messing with a plushie in your hands. The soft texture easily rolled through your hands as you petted it. You weren't really sure what to do with your stuffies when you weren't regressed. You could admit, however, that it made you feel guilty for neglecting them in s way.

König arrived in front of your door at precisely 5 o'clock. This was the first time he had entered you room alone, so he was somewhat nervous. He cleared his throat and gave a light knock. Then he spoke, his voice quiet and nervous.

" Y/N... may I please come in? " he asked. He felt so nervous he was worried he'd trip into something or hit his head on a doorframe.

" It's unlocked, " you called in reply, not bothering to get up as you had made yourself very comfortable.

The doorknob of your room slightly turned and König peeked into the room. König was still in uniform, but it was clear this was after the workday by the way he carried himself. He looked more tired than usual, more expressive too.

" Hallo, " he greeted softly. His eyes wandered the room after he finally stepped into it. The door softly clicked shut behind him. He didn't have the same cold aura as usual, but his tone was still rather flat.

You looked up from the plush in your hands when hearing König's voice. You blinked a few times before giving a small wave to greet him. König slowly entered the room and just stood there in the middle of the room rather awkwardly. He had no idea where to go or what to do. He fiddled with his fingers, his expression staying as it was.

" Do you mind if I sit? " he asked after a moment of silence.

" Have at it, " you mumbled while fidgeting with the plush. The blankets were lazily thrown over you, but only enough to cover your waist. You couldn't really make up your mind if you were hot or cold, so you had compromised with this.

König nodded once and moved towards the bed, sitting down on its edge. His hands rested in his lap and he didn't speak.He watched you play with the plushie, not sure what else to do. After a few seconds, he spoke up finally.

" So, er, you said that you couldn't regress, um, on your own? "

You knew he was really trying, which meant a lot to you. As the topic of conversation came up, you slowly pulled yourself to sit up. You rubbed at your eyes when gently setting the plush aside.

" Yeah, I've been tryin' an stuff but nothing's working. "

" Hmm... " he thought out loud before leaning back in his seat slightly. " Have you tried the normal triggers? Or some other ways of regressing? "

He tilted his head to the side. " I understand that it can be frustrating, " he offered as he watched you.

" We can try different things, if you want. But you should be able to relax, not force yourself to regress. "

You sighed heavily. You knew König was right, you couldn't force yourself to regress as much as you wanted to. You carefully shifted to sit comfortably, feeling a little anxious.

" Yeah, I've tried the usual things that help already, " you told König with a heavy, pretty frustrated, sigh. " I've looked up what other people recommend but it's just... not working. "

He nodded and looked down at the floor for a moment, as if considering something.

Then he looked at you. His eyes crinkled as he smiled, making you give a short smile back out of reassurance. It almost looked like he was holding back a lot of words.

A few moments passed and König finally spoke up, his tone sounding surprisingly soft and sweet. " Would you like... help? To feel little? "

" Please, " you asked in a soft, but clearly desperate, tone while your hands gripped at the sheets pooled in your lap.

He smiled a little wider and scooted to sit closer to you. His voice had become so soft and gentle and he didn't know where it was coming from.

He reached out a hand and gently touched your head. " You are safe... " he said while keeping his hand on your head.

" You did a good job on the mission, " König continued. " And I am here to take care of you. You don't need to be tough right now. "

He reached his arms out to you after a few moments. The action was simply asking for a hug, you knew that very well. You blinked a few times as you looked at his arms. You were surprised, but not sure as to why.

" Come here, " König said, his tone remaining strangely soft and sweet.

His heart was racing, but if he couldn't help you regress for your own sake, he would help you feel little by other means; as a caregiver. You paused for a few seconds. After giving yourself a moment to process, you gave a short nor before shuffling yourself closer to him. You flopped right into his arms wordlessly.

König's face lit up at the gesture. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. It seemed like you were his little boy, now. He cradled you in his arms and played with your hair.

" Now listen to me, " he said softly in a more paternal tone. " You are in my care now... " his voice wasn't as flat or as cold as before. You could swear you heard his heart beating.

" I will help you be little. Okay? "

You curled up into König's arms and nuzzled into his chest. You liked being held, it was soothing. You let out a small breath while you allowed yourself to relax.

" Kay, " you mumbled quietly as you cuddled into him.

For a long moment he just held you. He felt very proud to be holding you. It felt like you trusted him more than he, honestly, had expected you to.

" I am going to hold you for as long as you need to feel safe, " he murmured softly.

" There is no rush. Just, um, tell me what you need. Okay, little one? "

" I'm okay, " you mumbled. Then you shifted in König's arms.

You reached out and grabbed the stuffie you had been playing with when König had walked into the room. You pulled it close and hugged it, leaning into his chest more as you settled back down. His body felt warm when you rested your head on his chest. His hands remained gently wrapped around you.

" I don't know what I need or want right now, " you admitted quietly.

He hugged you even tighter and gently kissed the top of your head.

" As I said, " he muttered, " Relax. Try not to think too much, hm? "

König brushed against your hair with one hand, while his other held you close and rubbed against your back. It was quite a calming motion as it repeated over and over.

" Take your time, little one. "

You fell quiet, unsure what to do. You felt nice being there. Unfortunately, it wasn't really working though. After a few minutes you shifted, squirming in your spot. You were starting to get uncomfortable being there. Only because you disliked staying still for too long. It was a bit heartbreaking to watch you become uncomfortable. You were so used to regressing when you wanted; it felt like you were so close to regressing.

" Little one seems restless... " he muttered playfully with the same soft voice he had been speaking with this whole time. König kept on brushing against your hair, still holding you close and his hands resting against your back.

He pulled you onto his lap to sit with your back against his chest while he started to rock back and forth. The moment surprised you and made you look at him with a confused expression until he had quit moving you. The movements were gentle, but steady as he held you close. He hummed a little, trying to think of other ways to calm you. You were still fidgeting and he could tell you weren't comfortable.

As soon as he had started rocking, your brain seemed to melt. It was such a comforting motion. You slowly sank into him while hugging the stuffie to your chest. You took in deep breaths for a few seconds to sooth your mind. For a moment, you felt the familiar fuzzy feeling you got from regressing. Unfortunately it faded after a few moments.

" Can we do somethin? " you asked quietly while speaking slower than usual.

" I... I don't really know, " you answered. You've always been so indecisive. You couldn't help it. You chewed the inside of your cheek, feeling guilty for wanting to do something but being unable to pick what exactly to do.

" Hmm, " he said as he kept rocking you, thinking to himself. It seemed like there was one thing on his mind. " What if I gave you... a pacifier? " he offered hesitantly.

You were surprised by the offer. You shifted to look up at him, blinking a few times before looking away. Your mind felt fuzzy, scrambled even. Slowly, you nodded in agreement to the offer.

" Maybe that would help you relax? " König asked you, hoping he wouldn't ruin the mood. His eyes looked back at you, studying your reaction to what he suggested.

" Wouldn't hurt to try, " you mumbled. " I keep them in my nightstand, " you told him as you nodded over to said nightstand. However, you don't move from your spot. You were way too comfy to move now. He looked at the nightstand curiously, but didn't ask for you to move.

" I'll just... get it for you. "

He got out of his chair and made his way to the nightstand. You squeaked as you were picked up, but didn't hold any complaints. At least not yet. You watched him take out a pacifier from the bottom drawer of the nightstand. He placed it into your mouth. As he did you opened your mouth with the paci could be placed, then slumped against König. The colonel sat back down on the bed and resumed rocking, his other hand gently caressing your hair. You chewed on it, finally feeling like you were feeling smaller. Your fingers gently held onto König, even after he sat back onto the bed with you in his lap.

" How about this? Do you like that better? " he asked, his tone sounding rather sweet.

" Mm, " you mumbled in reply to yet another question.

" I am guessing that was a yes, " he smirked and looked back at the pacifier in your mouth. The sight was quite cute.

König ently caressed your hair and tilted his head to the side. With each movement he made, he rocked back and forth; continuing the slow rocking motion.

" So, little one, what now? " he asked you after a moment of silence.

You didn't entirely reply, not at first. You kept slumped into the largers chest while you thought about it. Though soon, you had an idea. You carefully crawled out of König's lap and onto the rest of the bed. He was a bit surprised when you crawled out of his lap, but he didn't force you back or anything. His hands moved to rest in his lap instead while he watched you. You grabbed a few more stuffies you usually kept on the bed before offering one to König, silently urging him to take one.

König looked at the stuffed animal you offered him. He took it and placed it on his lap as he looked at the others. The moment he had taken it, you giggled and squirmed a bit in your spot to express how happy you were. Thats sort of when you realized you were finally starting to fall into little space. König tilted his head to the side in thought, a soft smile crossing his face as he thought through something.

" What if... What if I read a bedtime story? " he asked, his tone slightly curious.

He looked at you with a rather soft look in his eye. It seemed like the idea of reading you a bedtime story sounded sweet to him.

You frowned and looked to the small window in your room. You knew it was late, which was normal given your shift ended so late. However you didn't want to go to bed yet. You hugged your favorite stuffie to your chest before looking to König with a pout. It was definitely time for bed, you knew that, however you didn't want to go so easily. You wanted to play!

" Nuh uh, " you huffed at him, almost dropping the paci out of your mouth.

" I know you want to play, " he chuckled softly, putting a gentle hand to your cheek, " but it's quite late... You need some sleep. "

" Come on, " he said in a slightly teasing tone. " You don't want your captain to get mad at you for not sleeping at night, do you? "

You whined at König's attempt to get you into bed. You didn't really care what others thought about your sleeping schedule honestly.

Suddenly, you got up from the bed and fully ran off. Giggles escaped you as you ran off down the hallway. Thankfully the base was pretty quiet right now, most people were trying to get what little sleep they could. You definitely are regressed now though. You felt little, but not extremely young. Your headspace was probably about five or six years old.

König was a bit taken aback for a moment, but he chuckled at your reaction. He got out of the bed himself and ran after you as you ran down the hall. He chuckled as he caught up to you at a full sprint. He had you in his arms a moment later, a big grin on his face.

You whined and squirmed in his grasp. It's unfair, he's so much bigger and could catch up so quick. They had made it to the rec room, surprisingly. It was a beat up space, but no one was in it besides Horangi who had fallen asleep on the couch.

" Little one, why do you run from me? " König sounded like he wanted to play with you. He wasn't going to put you down until you told him to.

Instead of replying, you managed to slip from König's grip. He chuckled at you as you wriggled out of his grasp. He was determined to get you back to your room, though. It was rather late and he wanted you to just rest and relax. You took off again, running around the hallways while giggling before returning to the rec room.

Quickly, you looked around. Then you found a spot to hide. You hid yourself behind the couch, squishing between the couch and the wall behind the couch. You covered your mouth to keep from being too loud. You barely could contain your giggles though. There was no way he'd find you.

König had followed you into the rec room. He spotted Horangi sleeping on the couch, but decided against disturbing him. He did his best to keep quiet so he wouldn't wake him.

" Man, where did Y/N go, " he commented, quietly but loud enough you could hear. He sighed to himself in defeat before sitting on the couch. " This is hard.. " he pouted.

" I can't find you! I give up, " he admitted defeat vocally before leaning back into the backing of the couch.

Of course, you were smart enough not to fall for it. You quietly squirmed in your spot out of excitement while listening to him struggle to find you. You pressed your favorite stuffie close, burying your face into them to keep from giggling too loudly. A few minutes passed and König looked at the couch and smiled. He was sure he knew where you were.

" Little one, please, stop hiding from me. You need to go to bed. "

Suddenly, you heard the couch squeak. Then you heard König's footsteps. You looked up to see the colonel peeking over the edge right into the gap. You squeaked, only to burst into giggles over him having found your hiding spot. He only sighed tiredly in reply. Though König could admit he was having a lot of fun with you.

However, you didn't come out just yet. You knew König could not fit, being way to big. You were just out of arms reach for the colonel anyways. But that didn't mean he couldn't wait you out, did it? You didn't move from your spot, giggling out of victory of getting to stay up and play.

König chuckled and moved up onto the couch. He sat on the edge of it and waited for you to come out of hiding. His look was stern and serious, but he wasn't going to let you stay up and play with him. He would catch you when you came out. This was going to be an amusing little game for him.

So that's what happened. You both played with waiting game. Your giggles did eventually quiet. You played, cuddled, and hugged the stuffie you had with you. König was a lot more patient than most. He was quite stubborn himself too, being able to wait out that game as long as you could. You refused to move from the spot even after an hour had passed.

By the second hour of hiding away from the large man, hyour eyes were feeling heavy. You didn't really realize how tired you actually were fter working all day. You rubbed at your eyes as a yawn escaped you. You didn't want to stop playing though, it was unfair.

He looked at you when spotting the movement, catching that your eyes were getting rather heavy. It looked like you were getting a lot more tired, which was expected since it was quite late...

" Little one... " König said as he watched you. " I think it is time for you to go to sleep. Your eyes seem very tired. "

You whined at this fact, denying it of course. It wasn't too surprising that you had denied it. Even if you denied it, that didn't change the truth. Your eyes were looking pretty tired and it was late.

With a split second decision, you tugged yourself into a more comfortable position. Then you darted out from behind the couch and tried to run off again. König chuckled as you tried to escape. He grabbed at you and got hold of you quickly. He held on tight, but not so much so that it hurt you.

" Little one, I believe it is time for you to go to bed. " he spoke with a stern tone, but a gentle one as to not upset you.

You squirmed in his grasp, trying to escape. You shoved him and even kicked him. You didn't want to go to bed, even if you were tired. You whined until you fully threw your poor stuffie at König in hopes of distracting him enough to get him to loosen his grip enough for you to get away. König was a little surprised, but didn't seem to bothered by your kicking and shoving. He only held onto you tighter. However, your stuffie being thrown at him did distract him enough to loosen his grip on you. Unfortunately, he tightened it again quickly enough that you couldn't escape.

" Nuh uh! " you yelled after removing the paci from your mouth. Your tone was childish, showing you were very much regressed now.

He chuckled at you, " Little one, it seems I will be putting you to bed after all. "

König stood back up and grabbed you around your waist to lift you up while still being able to hold onto you. As he did so, you squirmed and kicked him, still hitting him too. You didn't want to go to bed, but it was becoming increasingly more clear that you were upset over more than just being put to bed. It wasn't the bedtime that was upsetting you.

" And remember, it isn't because I am mad at you, " he reminded, reassured even. The last thing König wanted was you to feel he was upset with you in such a way.

As they reached the bedroom, you began to cry. Your actions became rougher, more desperate to escape, to where you likely did give König a few bruises without meaning to.

König's expression softened a bit when you began to cry. It didn't make him feel sad, necessarily, but he did feel a little concern for you. He was a softie sometimes. Then, you began to become rough... And his concern changed into anxiety. He didn't expect you to try and hurt him, but... It's not like you were doing it on purpose. Maybe... You were being a little rough with him because you feel upset or uncomfortable?

" Shhh, hush little one, " König murmured as he kept a careful hold of you as you hit him to try and escape. He did his best not to react.

He walked over to your bed and placed you on your bed. As you were placed down you kicked at him more, but he still kept trying to be gentle in hopes it would calm you down.

" I know you are upset, " he said, brushing a hand through your hair. " But if you don't get some rest, you will be in time out. "

He seemed sad to say this, but he seemed to be the only choice. " Please, if you would rather not have a time out, you need to go to sleep. "

Though the threat hung there, you didn't really believe him. You didn't want to go to sleep, but was clearly more anxious then you were genuinely upset over the idea of bedtime. Your sobs hiccupped out of you aggressive from how hard you were crying.

" No! " you shouted at König as you tried to kick him away again. At least this time he wasn't surprised that you hit him.

" Little one... " he sounded more stern, " If you keep acting like this, I will not hesitate to give you a time out. "

He seemed a lot more serious, not wanting to deal with your behavior right now. If you gave in and decided to sleep, he would keep you into bed. However, if you didn't listen, a time out in a spare room would be the other option until you cooled down.

Of course, you chose not to listen. Some words wouldn't affect you in this moment. You were far too anxious and upset at the thought of having to go to sleep.

" Alright, little one, you have had too many chances. "

He gently picked you up and carried you to his room. Of course, you didn't make it easy. You practically woke up the whole base from how loud you were being. You kept trying to get our of his grip, but he kept firm so you wouldn't hurt yourself. König didn't care that you were hurting him in your moment of being upset, but he was concerned over you hurting yourself.

He set you down on his bed once to his room. He then went to fetch a chair from his desk to use. This time it was being used for you, someone who refused to sleep for a reason he genuinely couldn't figure out.

As he placed the chair next to the bed, he sighed heavily, " I don't want to do this, but I have to. "

He sat you in the chair and looked at you sternly, " You need to stay here for the next... 20 minutes. "

Your tantrum stopped abruptly as you were placed in the chair. You stayed still, even stopped crying. Unfortunately for König this didn't last long. Once your little mind processed what was happening again, you began to cry while escaping the chair. You tried to make a run for the door to leave the room as soon as you were off the chair and on your feet. König didn't expect you to make a run for it... However, as soon as your feet hit the ground, he was already on them.

He picked you up into his arms and placed you back in the chair, " Now now, time spent running is time added onto your time in the chair. "

He picked up the stuffie you dropped and took it over to the chair. He placed the stuffie on your lap while he went to go get the timer. Walking away was a bad move though. As soon as he has turned his back, you were off the chair and making a run for it. Though you had left behind your favorite stuffie. König quickly turned back around and saw you almost at the door. He immediately dropped what he was holding and ran after you.

" Come back here! " his voice was a bit stern now, but it still was mostly soft and gentle.

He caught up to you quickly in only a matter of seconds. He then picked you up into his arms, and placed you back in the chair. You let out a scream as you were picked up again. You cried loudly while trying to escape König's grasp, obviously failing and being placed back into the chair again.

He got a stern look and sighed, " It seems like this will be a longer session. "

You sat there bawling for a good two minutes before calming down a little. Then? You tried to escape again. You hopped off the chair and tried to run to the bedroom door. König got sick of this rather quick.

" Alright, this is the final straw. "

He placed you back down in the chair, grabbed the timer and started the timer.

" You will now be in the chair for 20 minutes. " he said, his tone now being a bit more stern and serious.

Once the timer was set, he sat on the bed and looked at you. He still looked a little guilty, but he was quite firm now.

This time, you actually stayed. You cried while your body trembled softly. You were panicking, but more at the thought of having to go to sleep. You wasn't throwing a fit because you had to go to bed, rather that you had to sleep. You're scared, really. Your regressed mind only knew how to express that by throwing a fit like this.

The timeout was well warranted, as much as you hated it.

You finally stayed sitting while squeezing your favorite stuffie to your chest. Having it helped you feel safer, also reminded you that König wasn't trying to upset you or hurt you in any wah. By 15 minutes your crying had calmed down to soft sniffles. By 20 minutes you finally had stopped crying all together. You were calmer and felt a bit better. Though you felt heavily guilty. Seeing you calm down made König a bit happier.

Slowly he moved over to you. He kneeled down in front of you, making you feel smaller than you were before. You felt about two or three now, having regressed younger due to creating so much stress on yourself.

" Do you know why you were put in timeout? " he asked as he gently placed his hands onto the chairs arm rests, more to balance himself so he didn't topple over.

" 'm no wan to go to bed an ran, " you slurred your words due to your young headspace, but König clearly didn't mind. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling at hoe cute it was.

(I didn't want to go to bed and ran)

" Yes you did. I put you here in hopes it would help calm you down, " he explained in reply. You gave a small nod, understanding where he was coming from.

" 'm sorry, " you mumbled out as you slightly his behind your stuffie. You felt the need to cry again.

" Oh Schatz, " he whispered with concern in his eyes. " Come here, " he spoke a bit louder as he raised his arms out towards you.

Gently, you set your stuffie aside and quickly hugged König. You felt guilty for hurting him, even if it was out of fear. Even if he did forgive you. You hugged him tightly while your sniffles became harsher. You were already crying again.

" It's alright, " he reassured softly as he embraced you. He gently rubbed your upper back with one of his hands. " I'm not upset with you, I promise, " he added.

After a few moments, he pulled away. He stood up and helped you out of the chair. You two stood together, you holding onto a few of his fingerd while your free hand held your stuffie. König held this loving expression in his eyes as he looked down at you.

" That was quite a tantrum you threw, little one. Why did you hate going to bed so much? " he finally asked you.

König seemed to have forgotten his concerns over you being regressed. He is just more concerned over why you were so adamant to stay up. He didn't seem bothered by the fact that you regressed, honestly.

" Scary, " you replied so quietly he almost missed it. He watched as you used your free arm to hug the stuffie to your chest. Gently, he squeezed your fingers that held onto his in a way of reassurance.

" Oh, little one..." He whispered to you, now concerned. He tilted his head to the side as he spoke to you softly.

" What is so scary for you? Why are you so afraid of having to go to sleep? "

König wanted to help you so badly right now.

" Bad dreams, " you mumbled as you leaned in towards him. He gently reached out his spare arm to wrap around you as you rested against him. Your head rested against his stomach as his hand rubbed the back of your head in a soothing motion.

" Bad dreams? " he asked quietly before sighing deeply.

He was rather concerned by this, especially thinking of a little one like you having a nightmare. König was torn between getting you ready for bed and staying awake so you could feel safe and calm.

" If you don't sleep now, those dreams will only get worse. Your body needs to rest and the best way to do that is a good nights sleep, my little one. "

You nodded, understanding once more where he was coming from. Besides, at this point, you were so exhausted you could barely stand straight. You had been crying so much you fully cried yourself into pure exhaustion. You wanted to go to bed now, even though it is scary.

" Mkay, " you mumbled before reaching a hand up and rubbing your eyes.

He smiled gently as you finally seemed to understand why you needed to go to bed. He was glad that you did.

" Good. " he sighed softly, " Would you like help in getting ready for bed? "

König was ready to make sure you were comfortable and safe going to bed. As your care taker, it was his responsibility to make sure you were safe and taken care of in times of need. Honestly though you didn't think you could stay awake long enough to get ready for bed. You just wanted to go to bed now. Gently, you reached your arms out to König to be picked up. One of your hands still held onto your favorite stuffie still. You let out a small whine to emphasize wanting to be picked up.

König crouched down and gently picked you up and stood up again, holding you close with one arm. You slumped into König after being picked up. You hugged your stuffie while your free hand held onto his clothing. Even your head is rested against him. You looked like he was going to fall asleep in his arms at any moment.

You were so tired now...

" Alright, little one, " he smiled.

He held you up with his right arm and walked over to your bedroom with you. " Now, I need you to get into your pajamas. After that, you can get into bed and I will tuck you in. "

You got the impression that he would wait with you until you were asleep if that is what you wanted during your rest. You whined at having to change clothes first. You just wanted to go to bed. However, you remained good this time and patient.

" Okay, " you pouted.

He was surprised by how tired you seemed and wondered if it was a good idea to try and get you to change. However, you seemed to be waiting for him to have you change right now.

" Alright, little one, " he spoke gently, " I can put you to bed first if you want. "

He didn't want to push you too hard. You already seemed tired enough as it was. If all you wanted to do right now was to go to sleep he would try not to push you too hard to try and change first.

" Is oki, " you shook your head.

As much as you just wanted to go to bed, you knew it would be better for you to change first. You'd be way more comfy that way anyways. Besides, König is in charge not you. He went into your bedroom and placed you on the edge of the bed. He looked at you for a moment. You rubbed at your eyes, yawning as you kept yourself awake. You looked so peaceful right now.

" Now, what pajamas do you want to wear? "

He seemed determined to ensure you get a good nights rest, so that meant dressing you to go to bed.

" Umm, " you trailed off for a moment to think. You yawned again before finishing your thoughts. " 'm want the purple ones! " you giggled sleepily with a smile.

" Purple it is, " he laughed softly.

König took put your purple pajamas and placed them on the bed next to you. You watched as the pj's were placed on the bed next to you. He then turned around and opened up the top drawer of your dresser. Once it was opened, he turned back around and looked at you.

" Will you be okay changing into your pajamas, or will you need my help? "

If you were too tired to change yourself, he was alright with helping you. He was more concerned about making sure you were comfortable right now. You thought about the offer before nodding.

" Yea, needs help pease, " you asked nicely.

You felt too little to dress yourself right now, on top of being as tired as you are now. You rubbed at your eyes again before setting your stuffie aside.

" Can do, " he agreed with a hum. He gently shut your dresser completely before moving over to you.

Once you nodded, he gently started to remove your clothes so that you could get into your purple pajamas. Thankfully it didn't take too long, especially with you helping him. Once you were changed, he helped you put your stuffie back up in your bed before he tucked you in.

You couldn't stop yawning, especially after laying down. You snuggled up into the covers and hugged your stuffie close. Your eyes blinked closed a few times before you whined and rubbed at them.

" Won leave? " you asked, feeling anxious all over again. You didn't want König to leave while you were asleep. You're scared to be alone.

" No, I will not leave you while you are asleep, little one. "

König had already been quite firm about how he wants to stay until you are asleep, so he just smiles and pats your head.

" I will stay with you until you fall asleep. "

By now his tone is a bit more stern, as he is quite tired himself. He seemed a bit concerned and exhausted by all of this as he sat down on the side of the bed next to you.

" an after? " you whimpered softly as you squeezed your stuffie.

" I will stay by you until you fall asleep. After that... " he sighs, " I will go to my room, alright? I'm rather tired myself. "

König was clearly quite exhausted as he sat here with you.

" I'll see you in the morning, little one. "

" bu-" you whined, but cut yourself off. Your eyes pooled with tears as you shifted anxiously in the bed. " 'm scared, " you whimpered.

He sighed, " Do you want me to stay? Is that it? "

He was being patient and was more than fine with staying a bit longer if you wanted or needed him here with you.

" I can stay if you want me to, little one. "

You nodded quickly, doing it so hard it made your head hurt for a moment. You wanted König to stay so badly. You didn't mind sharing a bed with him, as long as you didn't have to be alone.

" Alright, little one, " he said softly.

König scooted himself a bit closer to you, so he could lay down and be comfy. He then put his arm over your chest, as if he was just wanting to cuddle with you. Without even hesitating for a second, you shuffled closer to him and curled into his chest. Though your arms kept around your favorite stuffie, you happily cuddled into the larger man.

" I will stay as long as you need me to. "

You calmed down quickly, settling back down and feeling super sleepy again. His words made you feel safe, so much so you couldn't even put it into words. You yawned before rubbing at your puffy eyes.

" Good little one... " König spoke gently as he rubbed your back and the hair of your head.

" Sleep now. Let yourself relax. "

As a caretaker it was his duty to make sure you were safe and comfortable. In this moment, he just wanted to make sure that you were calm. He didn't mind you staying close to be during your rest. Though he didn't say anything, he was rather happy that you felt comfortable enough with him to lay on him.

He smiled and relaxed as he waited patiently for you to fall asleep. Which didn't take long. It was barely a few minutes of head rubs from him before you completely passed out against him.

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