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Cosmo is happy. He was sitting in Sprout’s lap as the main teases the regressor.
“You trying to get my fingers” he chuckled as Cosmo tried to grab at his hand. “No hand for you”
“Noooo,” he tried to reach some more, eventually Sprout gave in and lowered his hand wiggling his fingers. As soon as Sprout was in reach he grabbed his wrist and started to nibble at his fingertips.
“You got the fingers huh” he wiggled them again to encourage Cosmo to continue.
Cosmo started to grunt slightly, but it wasn’t angry, it was happy grunts, like the one a rabbit or cat can make. Cosmo was caught up nipping gently at Sprout's hand. He was very careful to make sure his affection was soft and non painful. He didn’t want to hurt Sprout at all, that would make him feel guilty.
“Ok buddy, I think that’s enough,” Sprout took his hand away, wiping the slobber on his scarf. “Let’s try this hmm?” He took a chew ring from the pocket on his apron. He waved it to get Cosmo interested, and low and behold it worked. He made grabby hands to indicate that he wanted the toy. He cheerfully started to bite the toy and grunt some more as his way of showing satisfaction.
He continued to munch but his mouth did eventually get tired. He dropped the toy and looked up at Sprout for more entertainment. “Whats wrong?” He asked
“Up..up..”
“Mmnn…. I don’t knowww” Sprout boops Cosmo for comedic effect.
“Up… please, please..” he raised his arms, wanting to be held
“You’re already in my lap bud,” he commented but Cosmo was not letting up.
“Up…up..” he begged.
“Ok fine, up we go” he chuckled “ get off my lap silly so I can grab you” Cosmo slid off sitting on the ground waiting to be picked up. Sprout stretched and stood up, before picking up the pastry. He settled him in his arms, getting him comfortable. Cosmo clung to his neck, nuzzling into the crook. Sprout smiled slightly at how cute he was acting right now. Cosmo was always a sweet regressor
He bounced him, swaying softly. Cosmo started to hum in his neck, a good sign, that means he has a happy baby. Cosmo coos quietly, wanting to let Sprout know he was cozy.
“You happy bud?”
“Mhm..”
“I need to put you down, my arms are sore hun,”
“Noooo…” he whines, clinging harder.
“No? But I’m tired?” Sprout giggles
“Noooo..!” He cried out,
“You can still sit in my lap,” he negotiated, “what about cuddles? That sounds good right?” Cosmo thinks before nodding. He could accept these terms. Sprout carried him to the couch and plopped him down, before settling next to him. Cosmo tucked himself under his arm. Sprout turned on a baking show. Occasionally Cosmo would talk and point, asking if they could make what’s on screen. Sprout would always nod and reply softly. He made mental notes on what desserts excited Cosmo the most. When Cosmo returned to normal, maybe they could try baking a treat from the show.
“Wanna bake,” the regressed toon spoke
“Do you, we can play pretend,” Sprout offered
“Stove,” he added
“No no no, that’s too hot for your poor fingers” he gently took Cosmo hands for emphasis, showing his precious little fingers
“Ok” he didn’t feel like arguing, Sprout was the adult here anyway. He listened to his show, but soon it all became white noise. His eyes drooped and his vision got fuzzy. Before Cosmo could fully register what was happening he felt himself being cradled in his caregiver’s chest and moved to a fluffy location. Then he was out.
Cosmo woke up in his bed, head cleared. He doesn’t really remember what happened, just that he was regressed. Sprout was asleep in a bean bag chair, snoring. Cosmo sighed and got out of bed. He gently nudged Sprout awake. Sprout jots awake but softens when he sees Cosmo.
“Hey bud, you up from your nap” he spoke soothingly, assuming Cosmo was still regressed.
“I’m back Sprout “ he giggled slightly
“Oh sorry, wanna bake?”