|𝙰𝚐𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜| 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚖𝚙 (Retired)

🧃𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢'𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚢🍼skephalo

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Little: 🔷Skeppy🔹
Caregiver: 🔺Badboyhalo🧁
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Skeppy lay on bad's couch, with a cyan soother bobbing between his lips as he pout. Bad lay on the floor next to him, low key annoyed with Skeppy's attitude. The little brat had tried to set the house on fire 4 times in the last hour, just because Bad kept saying "no" to McDonald's and other junk foods.

"Baba, gep want milky" The little looked to his side, mispronouncing his own name.

"Get it yourself since you've been so bratty" Bad spoke, muffled by his face in a pillow. The ravenette was still pretty annoyed and just needed his time to unwind. While Skeppy was okay with waiting, whatever. Though Bad did get up, heading down the hall

"Baaaaa" Skeppy giggled, extending his arms out to cuddle with pillows and a blanket.

Once Bad returned with a bottle of warm milk, Skeppy of course reached for it immediately drinking from the bottle as soon as he got his hands on it.

"Baby, you stay here, Baba's gonna go do somethin real quick" Bad headed off to the other room. Little Skeppy nodded, closing his eyes to rest a lil.

Skeppy drank his milk slowly, so he could enjoy it though he only drank about half before his head felt funny. Skeppy began whining softly, tears welling in his glossy brown eyes.

Bad's ear twitched a little, he heard something soft from the livingroom. Of course he rushed over to the living room only to see the little one rolling in discomfort.

"Mmm...Baba..." he mumbled reaching out for Bad, he kept rolling and squirming in discomfort as he tried to wait patiently. Of course failing and eventually just screeching as he reached.

"Hey hey, woah, what's wrong?" He asked kneeling by the couch and resting his hand on the boy's forehead, "Shh, I'm here what's wrong?" Bad's tone was worried,

Skeppy's forehead was heating up, a possible fever? Yeah maybe. Bad would give it an hour or two to check though, just to give it time to possibly go away or to see if it is consistent.

Once Bad was knelt by his side for a good 20 seconds skeppy latched onto him and nuzzled his head into the other's shoulder, letting our soft sniffles. The bottle was tossed to the side as he just held onto Bad, he just wanted hugs..attention..love.

With a sigh, bad just hugged skeppy. He lift them other male out of the couch, wrapping him in the blanket.

"Mmm.." skeppy had his eyes shut tight as he buried his head in the nape of bad's neck. He was breathing shakily as he just whined. It wasn't just his head anymore, his tummy hurt now too, he didn't like it at all.

"Hey, Shh Shh sh," Bad bounced him a little, sitting down "Hey hey, you're alright," he picked up the bottle that was cast to the side, and held it up to the boy's lips. Who began to take it slowly, shutting his eyes a bit.

He needed this, just to be held close. Recently things weren't going too great between them both, they've been fighting and arguing more and more. The egg tore them appart, and it was difficult and stressful to fix.

Once the bottle was empty, Bad set it aside, shutting his own eyes as he noticed skeppy was much calmer.

"You feel better now muffin?" He asked as the regressor nodded, pressing his head against the male's neck.

"I'm taking that as a yes," he sat back on the couch and laid down, holding Skeppy close "you wanna just rest with baba?" He asked sweetly, rubbing the younger's cheek

And that they did, yep just cuddle