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Y/n knew this was bound to happen.
They had been dating for about year now and wilbur started asking about moving in together. Y/n was hesitant because he has not told wilbur on very important thing.
He was an age regressor.
Sure there's nothing wrong with him being one but everyone liked to mix up age regression and age play when they're two different things. He age regressed because he had trauma and mentally going back to be a child helped him. But a lot of people see a grown, gay man sexualizing children because all grown, gay men are pedophiles. There wasn't anything sexual about what he did and not a lot of people realized that, so he was scared to tell wilbur because what if he thought y/n had some sort of fetish for kid things and then left him.
He moved into wilbur's apartment a few weeks ago and he was stressed the fuck out, between all the change with moving and being worried about wilbur finding out. Gods he was so scared. He didn't want to loose wilbur over something he shouldn't have to worry about. He wanted to let himself slip, since he woke up that morning he could feel the fuzziness, could feel the pull toward his gear that he hid in his and wilbur's room. Wilbur was at work, he had left a bit ago and would be back home soon. Y/n was glad he left so he could let himself slip, and that he did.
He was sitting on the couch, wearing one of his sweaters and sweatpants, he had a pacifier and a bunny plush toy while he watched Peppa pig. It was nice and let him relax from the stress of the week. But he lost track of time.
Wilbur had just gotten off from work and was so excited to go home and spend time with y/n. As he opened the door he went to call out for y/n bu paused, seeing them on the couch, sleeping. Normally he would be alright with that but he has a pacifier, plushie and there was a cartoon playing.
He walked over to the couch where y/n was laying and he reached down, shaking his shoulder gently, enough to wake him up. As soon as y/n gained enough consciousness to realize wilbur was there, he started to panic, instantly pulling his pacifier out and sitting up
"Wilbur- you're home early.." he murmured, hoping to seem innocent, hiding the pacifier despite wilbur already seeing.
"No I'm not, its 2, dear," his voice was gentle, not accusing or disgusted, just confused. "What's all this?"
Y/n swallowed hard. This was the moment he finally told wilbur, he just wished he wasn't still little, he was glad he wasnt 3 or whatever, he was more so around 6-7 (istg if yall make any jokes).
"It's uh.. Age Regression- it's a coping m-mechanism where I am mentally.. Younger" his voice was causious and his words slightly strumbled over due to being regressed.
Wilbur nodded with understanding, gently sitting on the edge of the couch. They were silent for a moment and the longer it went on the longer y/n's thoughts ran. Wilbur probably thought they were weird an disgusting. Wilbur gently, but intently, wrapped his arms around y/n and pulled him closer,he could feel how he tensed before melting into his touch
"Baby you could've told me sooner,I've been a caregiver before- Tommy's a regressor too"
Y/n felt surprised, he didn't expect Wilbur to be okay with regression let alone have been a caregiver before, it calmed him a bit. He whined softly and pulled himself closer to Wilbur, putting his head in his shoulder an climbing into his lap. Wilbur didn't say anything, just leaned back on the couch and rubbed y/n's back in a soothing way, letting them melt again. He reached over to where his pacifier had been forgotten and he grabbed it, bring it up to y/n's mouth and he took it, still a bit hesitant but feeling reassured. They sat there for a while, y/n slipping further as he relaxed, even more comfortable than earlier.
Wilbur pulled back slightly, cupping y/n's face in his hands as he spoke,
"How old are you feeling,baby?" he was gentle, soothing and laced with pure love. Y/n put up four fingers and wilbur smiled, running his hands through his hair, his heart melting when they leaned into the touch
"My beautiful baby boy.." he murmured before leaning closer to place a kiss on his forehead, causing him to whine softly
The rest of the day was nice, wilbur made y/n some food which he struggled to eat but wilbur was glaf he ate something. After that they did basically nothing, it was a lazy day where they laid on the couch and watched cartoons until y/n eventually fell asleep. Wilbur let him sleep for a bit until he was sure he was deep asleep before picking him and his bunny up, cradling him against his chest as he walked back the hall to the room. He laid down with y/n in his arm, holding him like the baby he mentally was. He stayed up for a bit longer, admiring the man in his arms, gently running his hands through his hair for s bit until he let himself relax and eventually fall asleep as well.
Tomorrow's a new day, and for once y/n wasn't alone anymore.