The Little YG Baby

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Sweet, fluffy bits of  MDLG Chaera (Dara: Mommy, CL: Baby) and some GD as Daddy. 100% nonual and (for the most part) nonromantic. 

This is a REGRESSION fic. It focuses around the headcannon that CL is a little/age regressor; a person who reverts to childish behaviors and mannerisms because it gives them some relief from anxiety, stress, and depression (essentially, acting like a care-free baby/child is a coping mechanism for overwhelming emotions that the person just doesn't know how to handle). CL is the LITTLE, her little age is probably around 1 or 2 years old (she smol). Dara is her caregiver, a person who likes to take care of and show love for littles by taking on a parent-like role. She would play with her, comfort her, and every now and again would have to keep her behavior in check. 

And while I LOVE and appreciate anyone who reads my fanfic, this is moreso written for regressors by a regressor, so it just might not make sense to anyone outside of that community.

And yes, there are some people who make regression into a ual thing, but again, MOST people (including Chaera here) only use it as a coping mechanism and have no interest in ualizing it.

For regressors: Anyone and everyone is free to read this, but you will be blocked if you begin making lewd comments or try to make this ual in any way.

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask; I am an open book about this topic!

Foreword

Looking back, there were signs that Chae was always a little different; I just wish that I'd caught onto them sooner. Her infatuation with bears and balloons, her love of coloring, the way she cooed and whined when using aegyo on us. You definitely wouldn't have been able to see it if you weren't familiar with the concept of  'littles,' but the more I think about it, the more I realize that she's always been just a sweet, overgrown little baby stuck in a big kids' world.

But at some point, she stopped letting that side of her personality come out to play. It was probably when she started seeing herself as Seoul's Baddest Female, because how on earth could you be "the baddest female" in cat ears and Rilakkuma PJ's? She felt like she had to give up one to save the other, so she stuck with the one that she could build a career around. But you can't just bury something like this, as alcohol would later show her. Give Chae a few shots and you've got the clingiest, whiniest brat over the age of five (and if you put that in front of cameras at an after party, and you've got an incriminating array of photos to fuel Chaera/SkyDragon rumors). It was at the Cakeshop event where I realized exactly what she was, after she kept throwing herself onto me and Jiyong all night long, perfectly manicured thumb pressed tightly between her lips.

After that, I started coaxing her out of her shell, practically begging her little side to come out and play more often. I bought her presents. I cooked her meals. I showered with her, eventually bathing her myself. It wasn't until we'd moved in together that I realized she had no idea what was happening.

"U-Unnie...? Why are you doing all of this?! All the toys, and the cuddling, and the food, a-and...." Chaerin was on the verge of tears now.

"I'm sorry.... I thought you liked it. I can stop-"

"No!!!" She flung her head back and began sobbing freely. Poor baby, she had no idea what she wanted. The more upset she got, the more I could see her little side taking over.

"I'm not...I'm not s-supposed to b-b-be like this!!! W-Why am I l-like this...?!" She took her corduroy teddy bear and flung it across the room; I winced."I don't w-wanna be like this!!!"

She kept sobbing, her eyes squeezed shut and her cheeks flaring red, burying her face in the covers of our California king bed. 

"Shh.... Okay, okay...." I cooed. I pulled her head into my lap and played with her hair. I felt so guilty for dragging her down this rabbit hole with me; I just assumed she knew. That she knew about mommies and daddies and regression and littles. Her tears trailed down onto my thighs, her face still scrunched in bewilderment and exhaustion. She was so confused, and it was my fault.

"Chaerin-ah.... What if I told you that what you're feeling is totally normal? That there are lot of other girls your age who like playing with toys and being taken care of?" Her body froze, and her gasps turned into sporatic hiccups. "And they like bright baby colors, and cuddling up with loved ones, and being looked after and babied by people that they trusted? That they all just want to go back to an easier time and feel loved and protected?"

She was still whimpering, but I knew I had her attention. "And that there are lots of other people in this world who just LOVE taking care of people like that? Like you? That we just want you to feel safe and loved, so we put you to bed and feed you and buy you presents, because we love making you feel happy?

"Chaerin-ah...." I bit my lower lip. "Baby girl, what do you think of me? What am I to you?"

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