14-Talk.
Andy POV.
“We need to have a talk,” Dante says, I nod my head and wait he’s going to kick me out, I knew he’s going to send me back to the auction house.
“Did they tell you that I’ll send you back and then what?” He asks between gritted teeth.
“Sell me again” I mumble not wanting to go through another auction.
“They said what!” He yells making me flinch, now I feel hot tears going down my face.
“I’m not mad at you Andy, I’m mad at them for doing that, I’ll have a talk with them. But first I need to explain things to you” he says, I nod my head yes.
“Okay” I add when he doesn’t start talking.
“Do you know what a CGL relation is?” He asks.
“Nu,” I say sniffling, I don’t know anything.
“It’s a caregiver little relationship, when the little who’s you in our case, go into a younger headspace, you can act anywhere between a tiny baby and a big six years old, it’s my preferred age,” he explain, I nod okay, I can do this.
“What about you?” I ask him curious to his side.
“I’m your daddy, I’ll be taking care of you, dressing you, feeding you. I don’t like it when you say no to me, if I try to dress you in a pull up for the night it’s for protection and help you regress, if you don’t eat enough I’ll give you a special formula to make sure you’ll get all the nutrients you need” he explains, now that he says that, it does make a bit more sense.
“Okay,” I say, nodding.
“It’s not okay Andy, I want you to tell me how you feel, are you willing to try this?” He says, wanting to know how I really feel.
“I’m scared, I loved the snuggles, I love the care. But I want to be able to walk on my own feet, I want to eat real food” I say explaining things to him.
“Fine, I think I’ve been taking it too far with the babying, if I give you more space, and treat a bit bigger would that make you happy?” he asks, he actually wants me to be happy, and yes giving me more space would make me a lot more happier.
“We’ll have to adjust some of your rules now,” he says, I nod my head yes again.
“I still like carrying you, even if you are my big boy, I still want to carry you around. Food is food Andy, I want you to be healthy, if you’re not going to eat enough, we’ll have to add supplements, you can spend time with Arianna, but you’ll still need to ask permission for candy and screen time. Finally, big boys use their words” he says reminding me to use my big words.
“Okay,” I say, I didn’t know what to say really.
“Okay, what?” He asks raising a brow at me.
“Okay, daddy,” I say blushing red, how does he always win.
“Could you try and have a bottle tonight? It’s just before bed” he says pulling me into his lap, laying my head back on his arms, supporting me, well now I don’t mind.
I drank the whole thing with my eyes closed, crying has drained me off, plus the emotional rollercoaster I just been through, maybe if they explained these things back in the auction house, I’d still say yes, but it’s nice to know beforehand and not be thrown in the middle of things I didn’t understand. I felt him cuddle me closer to him, playing with my hair until I finally calmed down and went into a deep sleep, but even in my sleep, I could hear him talking to me, whispering sweet nothing in my ear.
“I’ll always take care of you… always,” he says landing another kiss on top of my head while I fell into sleep.
I opened my eyes to see I’m in bed, Dante must have placed me in thereafter I fell asleep, thinking back to yesterday, I was grateful for the talk we had, we needed that, I needed that really. I sat up in bed and looked around, I didn’t feel like leaving the bed, so I stayed in there, until he came and got me, he picked me up as he did the day before only this time I knew and didn’t mind it, letting him take care of me during the morning routine. When he took the pull-ups off, I turned complete red knowing I had a small accident, it was a small one but it happened, Daddy ignored it, dressing me for the day, in overalls and a baby blue shirt, brushing my hair and putting shoes on my feet.