age regressor peri fic bc I thought this hc fit him
I don’t hc this myself but if u wanna, feel free to (ALSO I GOT INSPO FROM OTHER AGE REGRE FICS AS IM NOT A REGRESSOR MYSELF, IF I GOT ANYTHING WRONG IM SO SO SO SORRY AND PLS TELL ME 🙏🙏🙏
Peri had…something up with him…despite him wanting to act mature, sometimes, he just liked acting like a baby. It was humiliating, so he told no one.
But just, it was nice when he would act like a baby…it reminded him of him with Timmy…he missed Timmy. If he felt upset, stressed, etc. he’d just lock himself in his room, and kind of just…slip.
He had a secret drawer, full of stuff like a rattle, onesie, stuffed animal, a blankie, and a pacifier. If he had to be around dev, he would always keep it in a drawer in an empty guest room of Dev’s house.
One day, he and Dev got in a horrible, horrible argument. It made him upset and stressed…and…oh no. He quickly retreated to the guest room.
A while later, after Dev talked to Hazel on the phone, she convinced him to apologize and talk it out, he decided to go see him. He remembered Peri retreating into the guest room, so he went there.
He knocked on the door before opening it, he didn’t get a reply, he just sighed and opened it. But he did not expect to see what he saw.
There was Peri, in a dark purple onesie with a star pattern, with a yellow pacifier in his mouth, sitting on the floor holding a doll of some kid with brown hair wearing pink…
Dev didn’t laugh…he...well he didn’t know what to do. He carefully made his way over to Peri. “P-Peri?” Dev stuttered. Peri looked at him, his light purple eyes more big and curious.
He babbled a bit, Dev was really confused, was this some…prank? “Dude, what the hell are you doing?” Dev asked, he reached for the doll. “Why do have that doll? It’s creepy-“
Peri whined and turned away hiding the doll in his arms, gripping it so hard his knuckles turned white. Dev took out his phone. Maybe the internet would have answers?
He searched on his phone, “why is an adult acting like a baby/little kid?” And the results quickly flashed on screen.
…age regression?…what the hell was that?
He quickly skimmed through articles, getting the basics down. It was caused by someone who either went through trauma as a child and uses regression to cope, or someone who wants to escape stress by regressing back to a simpler time.
There was stuff like caregivers, little ages, headspace, regression friendly items. There was ALOT and it hurt Dev’s head a bit. Peri was still cuddling the doll on the floor.
Dev didn’t know what to do. Should he call Hazel? I mean her fairies were Peri’s parents after all…he looked at the article again, looking at the section of ‘little ages’.
He looked at which suited Peri currently. It seemed to be around 0-1, which…was gonna be stressful. He kneeled down to Peri, his voice surprisingly gentle.
“Do…do you want me to get your parents?” Dev asked, Peri shook his head and teared up. Even in this state, he didn’t his parents seeing him like this, anyone actually…well, except for Dev for some reason. Guess he couldn’t be bothered with him.
He knew Dev was a bully, but not a monster who would spill a secret like this. Dev wasn’t that bad. Dev nodded and sat next to him. “Ok…do you wanna…draw?” He asked again.
Peri’s eyes lit up, nodding enthusiastically while making happy noises. Dev just gave a small smile, he ordered his O-PAIRS to get some crayons and paper.
The drones quickly dropped them in front of the two, they both began drawing. Peri enthusiastically scribbled as he laid on his stomach, the creepy doll laying in front of him, like a form of protection.
Dev struggled drawing, he wasn’t the best at it and he actually wanted to have it look half decent. He drew a cat, it was…mediocre.
Peri just scribbled random things at first, before laying down a drawing next to the doll. He drew what looked to be the doll, brown spiky hair, blue eyes, pink hat and shirt, and some blue jeans.
It was bad sure, but Dev didn’t want to be a bully to him in this state. “That’s really good little dude.” He said. Peri just giggled at the nickname.
Dev got curious though, who was this doll? It looked costumed made, almost as if it was modeled after someone. But who? Eh, he could worry about it later.
A few more minutes went by, Peri was fixated on some drawing, he finished it and handed it to Dev. It was a poorly drawn scene of a purple stick figure labeled, “Me :)” and an orange stick figure labeled, “Dev :)”.
Dev felt so touched by the drawing, he ruffled Peri’s hair. “Thanks little dude,” he said, “I love this!” Peri sat on his knees, smiling. He was clearly proud of the drawing he made.
They spent the next hour chilling on that guest room. They ate, watched a couple kids tv shows, drew some more. It was actually really fun!
Pretty soon Peri felt tired…Dev noticed and smiled. “You tired little dude?“ He asked, Peri weakly nodded. He collapsed onto the bed and cuddled under the blankets, he cuddled the doll and put the pacifier in his mouth and slowly sucked on it, lulling him.
Dev sat on the bed next to him, after cleaning up the room. “night night…” Peri said in a high pitched and babyish voice. “Sleep well Peri.” Dev said softly, “I’m sorry for our fight earlier…”
“it’s otay….” Peri replied before falling asleep. Peri was happy he could finally open up this side of him and not be fun of or he treated weirdly.
And Dev was planning on being nicer to Peri which was gonna seem quite easy. He didn’t seem the ignorant, mature idiot Dev thought he was.
He most likely was traumatized, because of what he article he read said, and because Dev was traumatized too, maybe they actually had a thing or two in common.
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