Denki's pov!

It was around two in the afternoon when me and shin decided to make lunch. He really wanted Mac and cheese and processed to make it while I sat on the counter and talked to him. "Hey sunflower?" Shinso said looking up at me from the stove, "yeah shin?" I answered, "there's a bag under the bed with a new apron I bought, can you get it so I can put it up?"he asked, I smiled and nodded my head, heading to his room. Once there i went to his bed and started feeling around for the bag. I felt something wooden and pulled it out. It was a cute blue box with kitty stickers on it (hello kitty, Luna from sailor moon, etc) in it there were three pacifiers, a small blanket, a stuffed snail, and a note. I picked up the note and read it.

Dear denki,

If you found this....well shit. What you have found is my age regression supplies. Age regression is a coping method I use for my trauma as a child. I go into the mind space of a child, ages ranging from two-four. I know you may think this is weird and that's okay. But please if you support me say to me, peaches taste better when picked from apple trees. If not tell me, apples taste better from peach trees. It's just to save me the embarrassment. I love you lots

Shinshin 💕

After reading the note I smiled. I knew enough about age regression to take care of shinso, but he'd still have to teach me. "Denki hurry up!!" I heard shinso hell, I found the bag and ran back to the kitchen handing it to him. I then grabbed a peach from the fridge and began to eat it. "You know what shinso?" I asked munching on the fruit, "what?" He answered putting the apron up. "I think peaches taste better picked from apple trees" I said a big smile on my face, he looked at me with surprise in his eyes. A long pause continued till he picked me up and kissed me. "Oh thank god!" He yelled putting me down and covering his face, "I thought you were going to leave me..." he whispered shoulders shaking and tears dripping down his face, "oh no my sweet boy I would never leave you" I said to him, hugging him and rubbing his back. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me when the timer went off for the Mac and cheese. "Damn it" he said taking the pot and dumping the Mac and cheese into a big bowl for us. I faked gasped and said "such language", he chucked and picked up the bowl "don't worry I'm not little so it's allowed" "true true" I said smiling at him, we then proceeded to eat Mac and cheese while watching Robin Hood on Disney plus. I pet his hair and every now and then would tell him I loved him. That day was perfect and he knew it.