little roman whos arguing with virge and virgil gets too harsh because roman was acting slightly bratty and roman slips into babyspace quick and starts crying?
A/N: Idk if this is exactly what you wanted, I didn’t want to write to much of them arguing so I just jumped straight in! Btw, I wrote like half of this a while ago and since I was already writing, I decided to finish it! I do requests sometimes y’all.
it’s less than 1000 words, but I still thought it was cute.
The Tiniest Royal- Agere!AU (part 40)
"Roman, no." Virgil looked at the child-like boy in front of him, who pouted and kicked his leg out a bit. Virgil could admit, he was acting more like a bratty toddler than a kid, meaning he was slightly younger then usual. Roman wore a white shirt with black overalls, his hair slightly fluffy instead of neatly done as it is usually.
"But VeeVee-" Virgil cut off his defying statement, giving him a stern look. They were currently in the kitchen, Roman sitting at the end of the table, with Virgil next to him. Roman had been pushing tiny things all morning, whatever Virgil said no to. This was fairly normal behavior for the little prince, but it surely was tiring. Roman was currently fighting to drink iced coffee.
He was around five or six mentally, and he was asking for mocha coffee? Any responsible caregiver would've said no to this request. Janus and Logan were gossiping about who-knows-what by the sink, glancing over and watching Roman's brattiness in amusement.
"I said no, now stop being a brat, and eat your breakfast like I asked you too." Virgil spoke in a snappy, harsh voice. He expected that he might need to comfort the boy a bit after being that harsh, but he definitely didn't expect any tears.
Janus and Logan watched, not knowing what would happen next. Roman didn't reply at first, and Virgil assumed he had given up. He took Roman's spoon from his bowl of yogurt, taking a spoonful, grabbing Roman's hand lightly. He place the spoon in his hand, silently telling him to eat.
Roman glanced up at Virgil with glassy eyes, dropping the spoon back in the bowl and wiping at his eyes quickly. Realization dawned on Virgil, and he felt terrible for making him cry. With Roman, sometimes the only way to get him to listen is to be a bit harsh, and then be soft and praise him when he listened. This usually worked, because Virgil made sure not to be to harsh, and the "scary daddy voice" usually just earned an apology from Roman. Then Virgil would go back to being soft and it wasn't a problem.
It wasn't an issue when Roman was seven or eight, but it became a problem when Roman felt like a toddler, at oldest five. And what he refused to tell Virgil, was that he was on the verge of babyspace anyways, and he had already been forcing himself to stay as old as he could. He sniffled, seemingly closing is on himself.
"No, no, no, no, no. Come here baby." Virgil pushed his chair back a bit, reaching over and helping Roman out of his seat. He pulled Roman onto his lap, Roman immediately cuddling up to him and burying his head in his chest. Logan watched in curiosity and confusion.
"When he's little, he doesn't do that. He doesn't cry until Virgil puts him in timeout. And plus, he tends to just hug Virgil if he does get upset, not cuddle into his chest." Logan spoke quietly to Janus.
"He might feel younger than usual," Janus explained. Logan nodded, considering the possibility.
Virgil immediately started running his fingers through Roman's hair, trying to calm him down. It didn't seem to be working, so Virgil sat him up so that he was looking at him, meaning Roman didn't have the option of hiding away in his caregivers chest. Virgil knew that Roman was definitely really small now, just based off the way he burst into tears and his demeanor change.
"I'm sorry that I was so harsh on you, sweetie. I'm not mad at you, at all." Roman didn't seem quite convinced of Virgil's words, biting on his thumb as if he wanted to suck on it. "You're such a cute and sweet baby, I could never be mad at you." Virgil leaned forward, kissing his forehead.
"Hmm," Roman didn't reply verbally, humming and nodding a bit.
"You're such a good baby, and I love you so much. Why didn't you tell me you felt so tiny today, baby prince?" he continued to play with his hair, listening as Roman's breaths slowed and he seemed to slowly stop crying.
"big, m' possed to be bigger!" he whined a bit.
"You're not 'supposed' to be anything, you can be a tiny baby if that's what your little brave heart desires, tiny royal. Now, let's get some breakfast in your tummy, okay?" Virgil offered, looking at him. Roman nodded. Virgil went to move him from his lap, and the baby boy immediately melted into him more, refusing to move.
"Alright then, darling. We'll do it this way," Virgil chuckled, adjusting Roman a bit so that he could feed him but still allow him to sit on his lap.
Logan and Janus didn't verbally question it, but they were wondering one thing. Since when did Roman regress to baby ages? That was not mentioned ever at any point. But, they didn't say anything aloud in favor of allowing Virgil to take care of the boy.
Question later, observe and call the baby cute now.
Virgil fed Roman, calling him all sorts of cutesy nicknames and praising him about every little thing, making him blush and giggle, until suddenly, he didn't remember why he had been crying in the first place.
Baby Roman only made rare appearances, but Virgil loved caring for him while he was in that state. Babying him endlessly was one of his favorite things ever. He loved his baby boy, even if taking care of him was a bit of a hassle sometimes.
No matter what, Virgil cared about Roman.
And nothing would ever change that.