For the classification verse what about little V who gets classified one year later than everyone else cause he's the youngest and during that year he tries to be as caregiver like as possible and the others are like "he's either neutral or a caregiver" cause he is like baby whisperer, cares for them. He gets his results back and he's like 0-2 age range regressor and he cries because he wanted to be the emo parent despite knowing deep down he was a regressor
Aight. Here we go. Since you didnt specify a caregiver I decided on Janus because Iām a sucker for Momceit and baby virge. Hope you enjoy!
Virgil gnawed at his fingers from the passenger seat of Janusās car. They were all packed into his minivan to go to Virgilās house so he could receive his classification. Being almost a full year younger than the rest of his friend group he was the last to be classified, but he had been there for the others when they were so he knew what to expect mostly. That didnāt help quell the knotting in his stomach though, nor the bouncing of his knee.
A chuckle came from the seat behind him. āCalm down chemically imbalanced romance! Itās rather obvious youāre going to be a neutral anyways. We can be neutral buddies!ā Roman smiled.
āNo way!ā Remus scoffed āheās definitely a caregiver! I mean he can calm me down. Me! Thatās some super caregiver powers right there.ā Virgil smiled fondly. It was true, when the others regressed he did the best he could to take care of them and make them happy. To be as much of a caregiver as he possibly could be. The others had taken to calling him āthe baby whispererā because he was so good with them. To be honest that was the classification he was hoping for and he had been trying so hard to make it so that it was the one he received, despite the little inkling in the back of his mind.
āNow now.ā Janus tutted āwe dont know what Virgil is going to be, letās not assume.ā
āYeah!ā Patton piped up āwhatever you get weāll be super duper happy for you kiddo!ā
āIndeedā logan nodded āalthough based on behaviors and subconscious tics I would say that-ā
āLogan, stop. Hes going to get it in a few minutes anyways.ā Jan says smoothly. He of course was a caregiver. He often looked after Remus when Logan wasnāt available and sometimes Patton as well. He sort of shared babysitting duties with Virgil. They made an odd duo being the oldest and youngest respectively. But they always took good care of the smol beans. Sometimes thoughā¦Virgil would find himself wishing Janus would show him the same affection he showed to the others when they were small. Wrap him up in a blanket and cuddle him till he fell asleep. Safe and happy.
He shook his head to clear the thought as they approached his house and all hopped out next to his mailbox. The letter was plain and official looking. No indication of what the contents might contain.
āWell?!ā Remus was practically bouncing on his feet and Patton, despite looking excited himself took on his caregiver persona, much diffrent than his regressed persona and placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. āCalm Remus, I bet Virge would like to open it inside on his sofa instead of out here.ā
Remus nodded and they all shuffled inside. Virgil Janus and Logan sat on the couch and Patton remus and Roman lose on the floor.
Virgil took a deep breath and his heartbeat sped up as he picked up the letter and carefully broke the seal and pulled it out with trembling fingers. His eyes scanned the letter andā¦he dropped it with a small sniffle. He had wanted so badly to be the emo parent but it didnt look like that was in the card. Most of his friends looked confused and concerned but Janus just nodded to himself as if this was something he had expected and picked up the letter from the floor, not looking at it and tucking it into his pocket.
āI think Virgil needs a bit of space. Logan, take my keys?ā The glasses clad one nodded in understanding and took them, ushering the rest out the door after they gave Virgil hugs and told him that even if they didnt know his classification whatever it was they were proud of him.
Then only he and Janus were left.
They sat for a few minutes in silence before Janus broke it. āI apologize for staying but I did not want to leave you alone, although it seemed you needed some space.ā An explanation for why the others had left. And honestly? Virgil was glad. He didnt think he could do this with everyone else hereā¦and having Janus here wasā¦nice. so he just nodded quietly.
āMay I look at your letter?ā He asked softly as he pulled it back out of his pocket.
Virgil hesitatedā¦butā¦regressors often regressed right after receiving their classifications and someone needed to know so he nodded.
Janus carefully unfolded it, read through the contents and nodded. ā0-2 is a little on the young end but I think we can manage.ā
Virgil sniffled again and felt himself start to slip as Janus mentioned his age range. Of course he couldnāt have even been a kiddo like Patton at 8 or 9. No he had to be the absolute youngest of the group.
Janus placed a hand on his shoulder. āIts alright to be small Stormcloud.ā
He shook his head and felt a tear fall. He didnt want to be smallā¦well he did but he also didnāt. It was confusing.
āYes it is.ā Janus wiped away the tear and paused. āMay I cuddle you?ā Virgil didnt even have to think about it. He nodded quickly and Janus pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him and carding a hand through his hair.
āShhhh, shhhh, itās okay baby, everythingās okay, just relax.ā
The soothing tone and grounding touch soon had Virgil slipping into what he could only assume is his small space. He calmed down a bit and nuzzled into Janus with a soft coo.
āThere you are little one.ā Janus smiled. āIts alright, youāre safe. Do you know how old you are?ā
Virgil only cocked his head in response. He didnt feel like using words right now.
āAh, currently nonverbal I see.ā He hummed āperhaps Iāll teach you some sign language later, but for now,ā he hummed again and picks up his backpack. āI have a few goodies for you. I always buy some things for classification reveals just in case.ā He explained and Virgil stared at it curiously from where heās pressed up against Jan.
āIts not much but should be enough for now. We can get you some more things later.ā
The first item he pulls out is a stuffed raccoon that makes Virgil gasps
and his eyes go starry. He starts to resch for it but then draws back and looks questioningly at Janus.
He nodded with a small smile. āIts yours love, go ahead.ā
Virgil gingerly takes it and rubs it against his face, squeaking in delight when he realizes it doubled as a rattle.
Jan wore a soft smile as he retrieved the next items. A dark purple pacifier that he held out to Virgil who immediately accepted it and then a sippy cup and bottle of similar skeleton designs.
āIt looks as if this one is more suited to you at least right now.ā He picks up the bottle and sets the sippy cup aside to put in the cabinet later.
āLast things, are you ready?ā
Virgil nodded and clutched his raccoon tight to his chest as he sucked on his new Paci.
He pulled out a pair of soft gothic kiddie pajamas and a black blanket with purple bats on it. Virgil started babbling and reaching out to touch the soft fabrics. Janus chuckled.
āWould you like to wear them?ā
He hesitated but slowly nodded again before hiding his face behind his racoon. Janus smiled. āNo need to worry little bat. I dont mind.ā
He quickly helped him into the Pjs and wrapped him into the blanket like a mini taco.
Virgil cuddled up and yawned softly.
āNaptime for the little baby bat I think.ā
āShhh, youāre tired, and Iāll be here when you wake up.ā
āPwomse?ā Its very soft and the first thing hes said since regressing. Janus practically beamed.
And so they locked pinkies and Virgil fell asleep, wrapped tightly in his blanket and cuddling both Janus and his racoon.