《Bnha little space oneshots DISCONTINUED》Crybaby (monoshin)
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Monoma laid in bed, the blanket pulled up to his nose and a giraffe stuff animal held close to his chest as he stared at the wall. The room was silent except for the soft buzz of the fan above him. It was never a good idea for itty bitty Monoma to be left in his own thoughts. Especially when he's regressing, soon tears pooled up in his eyes, an indicator that the thoughts were getting worse. Monoma looked at his phone, seeing no new messages, so he put his phone down. Whimpering softly as he pulled more blankets over him till he was one huge lump.
'It's fine daddy is just sleeping'
'Stop being such a baby'
'It's not that big of a deal'
'Just grow up'
'You're just being dramatic'
'Shut up'
'Shut up'
'SHUT UP'
Monoma sobbed loudly, pulling his knees up to his chin as his body shook. Shoving his face into the back of his giraffe, Monoma feared the worse.
'You messaged him to much'
'Your so annoying'
'He hates you'
'He doesn't wanna be your daddy anymore'
'He's gonna leave you'
'Your such a brat'
'Why can't you just leave him alone'
'He deserves a break'
'Stop it'
'Stop it'
'STOP IT'
Monoma burst out from the bed, flinging his door open he ran down the hall with his giraffe. Bumping into kendou, but kept running, not saying a word. He reached shinsou door and banged on the door, his breath picking up as his body kept shaking. Kendou had began to follow him, concerned on what was happening. Soon shinsou opened the door, not able to say anything before Monoma jumped onto him, sobbing. "Daddy! Daddy daddy!" Shinsou gasped and picked up Monoma, kendou came into view but shinsou kicked the door closed in her face. Rushing over to his bed, sitting down at the edge.
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"Oh my poor baby, what happened" shinsou slowly wiped away Monomas tears. Monoma whimpered and pointed to his head "icky daddy" shinsous eyebrows pinched together "your head hurts bubba?" The blonde huffed and shook his head "inside all icky daddy" shinsou patted his back and kissed his forehead "ohhh I see, my poor itty baby is having icky thoughts" to which Monoma nodded his head. Snuggling up to shinsou, laying his head onto the others chest, the blonde haired male hugged his giraffe close "do you wanna tell me what the icky thoughts were saying?" Monoma thought for a bit before nodding "dey tells me dat you hate me and dat I'm a big baby and a brat"
Shinsou kissed the regressors head "well I'm gonna beat up those icky thoughts because non of that is true. I love you with all my heart, you make me so so happy. And of course you're a big baby, but you're my baby and I wouldn't trade you for the world. And yes, you can be a stinker sometimes, but you're definitely not a brat. You're the farthest thing from one" Monomas heart fluttered happily, as he smiled and did a happy wiggle in shinsous lap. "Now come on, I know a cute little boy who needs some cuddles" and with that, shinsou got them both tucked under the covers. Grabbing Monomas emergency paci and gently placing it in his mouth, chuckling one Monoma latched onto it.
Patting his back, shinsou held Monoma close. Making sure his baby felt warm and safe, telling him how much he loved him, and how much of a good boy he was. Shinsou couldn't ask for a more perfect baby boy. And it honestly got to the point where Monomas heart exploded.
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