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All Anakin wants right now is quiet whispers, and gentle praises. He can feel his head pounding from exhaustion, and an oncoming migraine. The lights are far to bright in the stuffy ship, and everything is too hard. He just wants cozy blankies, and stuffies, and Obi-Wan to coddle him. He wants Obi-Wan’s arms to wrap around him, as they cuddle together in the blankets. They’ve been stuck on this ship for about a few hours, and they’ll probably be there for the next few days or so, while traveling back to the temple. He’d felt fine just a little while ago! He was laughing and joking with Obi-Wan. But now his tummy hurts and his head is pounding, and he feels like crying because everything is too loud and too much. All he wants is to nap, with his nightlight on, and Obi-Wan soothing him to sleep, with his pacifier in his mouth.
In order for that to happen, though, he has to ask Obi-Wan. He needs a bit of help regressing today, but he has no doubt that with just a few words from Obi-Wan, and he’ll be regressed in about a second. He whines, and bounces on his heels unhappily. He has to find Obi-Wan. It won’t be too hard of a task, he’s probably filling out mission reports or reading, or doing anything but pay attention to Anakin.
Just like he predicted, his caretaker is starting mission logs already. Obi-Wan looks up, and smiles. “Hello Anakin, would you like to sit with me, dear?” He asks, patting the seat next to him with a light chuckle.
Anakin nods, as he all but scrambles to Obi-Wan’s side. “Obi-Wan…?”
His caretaker hums. “Yes?”
Anakin takes a deep breath, and rests his head on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “My tummy hurts…and so does my head.” He mumbles quietly, feeling tears well up at the admission.
Obi-Wan frowns, “Do they sweetheart?”
Anakin nods, as he tries to hold in his tears. “Yea…they really do.” He says sadly.
“How can I help you, dear?” And in an instant, Obi-Wan drops the data pad, and is hugging Anakin in a gentle hold. Anakin whines, and hides his face in Obi-Wan’s robes. “Darling, come now, how am I supposed to help if you don’t tell me, hm? Tell me how to help sweet boy.”
Anakin whines once more. “I wanna nap…with the nightlight an’ all soft blankies, I wan’ nukkie too an’…I wanna cuddle.” He slurs, his regression coming fast onto him.
Obi-Wan presses a kiss to his head, and nods. “Ok baby, we can do that. Can you walk on your own? Or do you want uppies?” He asks slowly.
Anakin hums, “I dunno…” He says sadly, with an embarrassed flush to top it all off. The tips of his cute little ears are burning red.
“That means uppies it is.” Obi-Wan decides, as Anakin is scooped up and brought to the bedroom. This is Anakin’s favorite part. Well…almost. He’s placed down on the bed, and looks to the ceiling, as he hears Obi-Wan rummage around the room. He whimpers again, as his headache is now more than a dull thumping in his head. Obi-Wan comes back, and suddenly, there’s something nice and cozy in his grasp, his blanket. As he fidgets with the side, and even takes a bit of it into his mouth, he registers he’s being changed into a nappy, and comfy pajamas.
“You’re such a good boy hm? So well
behaved and good while I change you all up hm?” His caregiver cooes, as he continues to change him. After he’s all done, the lights are turned off, and his nightlight is turned on. He makes a happy noise, as he and his caregiver get comfortable.
Obi-Wan starts to rub at his scalp, and Anakin practically melts, as he feels his eyes open and close. As he borders on sleep, he hears Obi-Wan start to talk. “I love you Anakin. You’re so sweet, and so wonderful. I’ve got you now, hm? You’re safe, and cozy, and when you wake up, you’ll feel all better.” Obi-Wan whispers, as his eyes grow heavier and heavier, as he latches onto the words that are being spoken. “You’re going to be ok, everything is going to be alright. You always do so wonderful dearest, you’re always so good. I hope you never forget how much I love you…”
Anakin lets out a little giggle, and uses the last of his consciousness to utter the word, “Kiss,” quietly.
Obi-Wan laughs, a sound that makes Anakin preen. “Of course baby. Anything for you.”
And as Obi-Wan leans forward to give him gentle kisses, he falls asleep, happy as can be.