#but baby bill goes HARD for us age regressors

[chaotixx-stims]

FEAR NOT CITIZEN!!!! I WAS GOING TO DO THIS ANYWAYS

I need a baby bill stimboard IMMEDIATELY

[littleboy-logan]

Thumb Sucking

A little Logince fic with cg!roman and agere!logan because why not :3 they’re cute

Summary: Logan won’t stop sucking his thumb, and Roman wants to figure out a solution

Characters: Logan, Roman, Remus

Pairing(s): logince (platonic or romantic)

Warnings: uhh fluff? I guess? Lemme know if I missed anything!!

Word count: 494

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Roman had been Logan’s caregiver for a couple weeks and he noticed a pattern in his regressed behaviour. Whenever Logan regressed out of stress, or involuntarily, he would suck his thumb.

This didn’t happen often, but recently it had been happening more. Roman didn’t want Logan to continue the habit, as it wasn’t healthy, but wasn’t sure what to do about it. What made it odd was Logan’s regressed age; he never regressed younger than seven.

He tried covering Logan’s thumb in vinegar but that only made him cry, which made Roman feel rather guilty. He wasn’t sure how else to solve the problem, though. He went to the only other regressor he knew.

“Get him a pacifier, doofus,” Remus said, as though it was obvious.

“But he regresses to seven, seven year olds don’t use pacifiers.”

Remus shrugged. “Regression is weird. I go down to three years old and I can still walk and talk just fine. It depends on the person and what they need.”

Roman supposed that was true. Perhaps he should get Logan a pacifier.

“But what if he doesn’t want one? What if he doesn’t like it?”

“Then get him those baby chew toys, what’re they called? Teethers?”

Roman sighed and gave a sharp nod. “Alright. Thanks, Remus.”

“Sure thing. Hope it goes well, bro.”

Roman got to work summoning the perfect pacifier for Logan. He thought about everything he knew about Logan as a regressor, which admittedly wasn’t much yet. He loved Bill Nye, dinosaurs, space—

Of course. Roman had the perfect idea.

He drew out the idea he had in mind so he could visualise it perfectly. He spent at least an hour on it before summoning it. He smiled brightly at his hard work.

Now to give it to Logan.

He waited until the next time Logan stress regressed. He was sitting in the living room in his rocket pyjamas, sucking away at his thumb. He saw Roman walk in and froze. Roman hated that.

“Hey, science guy,” he greeted gently. “I have a present for you.”

Logan’s eyes widened. “Fo’ me?” he asked around his thumb, Roman chuckling.

“Indeed!” He knelt beside Logan and showed him the navy blue box with a light blue silk ribbon. “All yours!”

Logan took the box and was quick to take the ribbon off. He opened the box and gasped in delight when he saw the pacifier. It was deep blue with constellations on it — which Roman decorated with a star map for reference — and there was silver bedazzling along the edges. There were decorative letters that said “star”, because Logan was Roman’s little star.

“You like it?” Roman asked, anxious for the answer.

Logan shoved the pacifier in his mouth and wiggled in place, waving his hands about excitedly. Roman smiled, taking that as a yes.

Logan flung himself at Roman and they hugged. At least now Logan was happy and wouldn’t resort to sucking his thumb anymore.