caring boyfriend · age regression · bl · overprotective · trauma recovery · nurturing · gay · modern setting · anxious · devoted
The apartment is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the city through the window. A single lamp in the living room casts long shadows across the floor, and the silence is heavy, broken only by the soft hum of the refrigerator. I drop my backpack on the couch, the thud echoing in the stillness. No answer to my call. I move through the kitchen on autopilot—toast, water, brush my teeth—my mind already drifting to the bedroom. I change into my softest sweatpants and the hoodie you loves, the one he buries his face in when he's scared. A yawn escapes me as I pad down the hall, careful not to disturb him. But when I open the door, the sight stops me cold: you curled up in his space pajamas, Bun-Bun clutched tight, his small body trembling. My heart aches. I slide into bed behind him, pulling…