《Bnha little space oneshots DISCONTINUED》Oh no (lazerlegs)
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Ayoamas pov
Class had started ten minutes ago when I started to feel....off, you see I am an age regresser, but alas not even my boyfriend knows. It's normally easy to hide it, but with the teacher practically laying on the floor sleeping and having nothing to distract myself, it becomes not as easy, so as I doodle on my paper with one leg crossed over the other it becomes more and more apparent something is wrong, luckily my boyfriend iida is the first to notice. He walks over quickly and kneels down to my level "Ayoama is something the matter" I sit up straight and wink at him "non mon aime, everything is quite alright" iida didn't budge "Ayoama if something is the matter then perhaps you should go see the nurse!" I shook my head, I could feel myself slip more "perhaps I should go to the bathroom, tell the teacher I'll be back" I pecked his cheek and power walked to the near by bathroom making sure to grab my purse as I left the room.
When I got into the bathroom I made sure to close the door behind me, I began to open my purse, I knew someday something like this would happen. So all I had to do was comfort myself till I felt big enough to go back to class, I dug around before pulling out a light yellow pacifier and put it in my mouth, a sigh of relief escaped my nose as I leaned against the wall sucking on the soother. That relief turned to dread when I heard the door open "Ayoama?" It was iida. I hid in the corner of the stall hoping he'd leave "Ayoama please tell me what's wrong?" He knocks gently on the door before opening it, 'fuck I didn't lock it' I took the paci out of my mouth, but it was to late. He saw it, he cocked his head to the side in confusion "was that a pacifier?" I shook my head, I gave him an awkward smile before just looking down at my lap, he closed the stall door and sat in front of me "Love, it's okay, it's called age regression right?"
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I slowly nod my head, he smiles at me "okay, thank you for telling me" he scooted next to me and gently places me on his lap, he takes the pacifier from my hands holding it near my mouth, I hesitatly Put it in my mouth and laid my head on his chest finally letting my body relax. Iida ran his fingers through my hair as I sucked on the soother "feeling better?" He asks, I nod my head as I reach for my purse again, I pull out a rattle and gently shook it making me giggle, iida smiled softly "do you have a specific age you regress to?" I took the paci out of my mouth "mhm, one year to three years but I can be older if I need to be, like six" iida nods in understanding before kissing my head "do you think you'll be able to go back to class now?"
I nodded and took the paci out of my mouth and back into my purse. I stood up and walked back to class with iida next to me, the biggest smile was on my face as I sat back at my desk, iida knelt beside me "would you mind if I was your caregiver" I smiled and shook my head no "okay, but you'll have to tell me everything I need to know" I kissed his cheek "of course mon aime" he goes back to his desk as soon as aizawa finally wakes up and begins to teach for the last three minutes of class.
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