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Despite George becoming more comfortable with his regression, some days he really struggled with accepting it. Especially after the situation with Dream, he was scared to trigger Dreamie again, and it caused him to push it down. It gave him more time with Dreamie, which was nice, having the little curl up into his side while he watched Bluey, looking at him with such innocent eyes, telling him a story about his stuffies. Sometimes, he felt his regression itching into his brain, but he swallowed it down.
Sometimes Sapnap would glance at him with a knowing look, but he never tried to push George into a regression. Sometimes he’d ask if George wanted to regress with Dreamie, but when George said no, he accepted that without further argument.
But today, well, today was really hard. He talked to his family today, his sister questioned him about the ‘childish stuff’ he had back in the UK, teasing him, asking him if his friends knew about his hidden box. Dreamie was regressed, very small today, babbling. He was attached to Punz’s hip, waddling as he followed him around from room to room, though Punz didn’t seem to mind. He smiled and talked to Dreamie, picking him up at one point.
George sat down with a thick swallow, staring at the TV that was playing one of his minecraft videos, Sapnap playing on his phone since Punz had Dreamie handled. George found himself staring at the TV. Sapnap glanced at George, seeing how spacey he looked. Punz walked back into the living room, Dreamie right on his tail, babbling about one thing or another. Until he noticed George, and his face broke out into a large grin.
“Gogy!” He giggled, high in his throat, waddling over to George.
“Hi bub,” George said, blinking himself back into existence as Dreamie tried, and somehow succeeded, climbing into George’s lap.
Dreamie stared at George’s face, sloppily kissing his cheek, and George smiled. “Pway?” He asked.
“We can play, bub,” George whispered, blinking. Dreamie smiled, pointing down the hallway to the play rooms. “Yeah, okay, c’mon.”
Dreamie giggled, gleefully, standing and grabbing George’s hand to pull him up and down the hallway to the playrooms. Sapnap’s eyes followed them down the hall, but he stayed seated for a while.
“Is George… acting weird?” Punz asked softly.
“He hasn’t been regressing recently, it’s concerning me,” Sapnap mumbled. “I’m gonna give them a few minutes, and then I’ll go check on them.”
“Okay,” Punz said softly, leaning down to give Sapnap a kiss. “I’m gonna go shower.”
“Without me?” Sapnap teased.
“You gotta watch the kids,” Punz laughed, and Sapnap nodded.
“Have fun, don’t drown,” Sapnap said, and Punz gave him a thumbs up as he went upstairs.
In Dreamie’s playroom, Dreamie was babbling to George, as he played with the polar bear and another stuffie, George felt his regression itching at the back of his head. He swallowed thickly, playing along, softly talking with Dreamie.
Dreamie looked over at Georgie, tilting his head. “Gogy?” He asked softly, reaching up to touch George’s face.
“Yes bub?” George asked softly.
“Ba’by?” Dreamie whispered softly.
“What’s you mean, bub?” George whispered.
“W’it me?” Dreamie added on after thinking for a moment. “Ba’by! Pway!”
“No, Bub. I haven’t regressed,” George whispered.
“Pwease?” Dreamie asked softly.
“Bub,” George whispered softly, but something in Dreamie’s voice pulled his regression closer.
“Gogy,” Dreamie whispered, “Is oday,” he mumbled, pulling George into his arms. “Ba’by.” He gently brushed his hand through George’s hair.
George’s eyes unfocused, blinking slowly. Dreamie hummed softly, a song George couldn’t recognize, brushing through George’s hair, and rocking him back and forth.
The door creaked, and Dreamie’s head moved to look, but George felt unsteady, his head felt cloudy.
“Baby?” Sapnap said softly.
“Gogy… ba’by,” Dream said softly.
“George? Honey?” Sapnap said softly, and George finally looked at him. “Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered, moving to sit down next to them. “It’s okay.”
“But…” George whispered.
“Let go, my love,” Sapnap whispered, his hand holding George’s face softly. “Come to me, my sweet little elephant.”
George’s eyes unfocused again, and he sniffed lightly with unshed tears. He blinked a few times, all of his head weight resting into Sapnap’s hand as if he couldn’t hold his head up anymore.
“There you are, my sweet boy,” Sapnap whispered.
“Nana?” Georgie whispered softly.
“Hi, my love,” Sapnap smiled. “Do you feel better?”
Georgie nodded, sniffing softly. “Nana,” he whined softly, a single tear falling from his cheek.
“I’m here, baby, I’m right here,” Sapnap promised softly. “Always gonna be right here, my sweet elephant.”
“Bub too,” Dreamie whispered, kissing Georgie’s head. George sniffed, curling into Dreamie’s arms.
Sapnap grabbed a pacifier, gently placing it in Georgie’s mouth. “Let’s take a nap, yeah?” Sapnap asked, and Dreamie nodded.
Sapnap got them settled in Dreamie’s room, both of the cuddled them up together, Sapnap rubbing both of their backs and gently singing them to sleep.