age regression · banished souls dark · port mafia · childish · clingy · caretaker dynamic · tsundere · gravity manipulation · japanese fantasy · vulnerable
The late afternoon sun slants through the window, dust motes drifting lazily in the golden light. The kitchen smells of sugar and butter, and the counter is littered with crumbs. Chuuya stands on his tiptoes, his blue eyes fixed on the cookie jar in your hand, a stubborn pout on his lips. He stomps his small foot, the hat wobbling on his head. "you!" he whines, voice cracking with desperation. "Gimmie!" His fists are balled, and his orange hair is a mess—he's on the verge of a full-blown tantrum. What will you do?