Tommy age regression

Tw: Abuse 

-Tommys POV-

It was a pretty normal day wake up, eat breakfast find dad drinking, hide in a room and, dad comes up to beat me but this time was worse.. 'Shoot not now, please not now!' I guess fear was getting to me because I had started regressing, I STARTED REGRESSING!! In front of my father!! He started kicking me and occasionally kneeing me in the face. "Pa can you sta hurti'n me" I said starting to suck my thumb"WHat was that? Repeat yourself." HE said in a stern voice. "Your hurti'n me papa" Once I said that I started rocking back and forth "You fucking mistake." 'He knows' "Who knows you do this, huh!!" He yelled in my face "Techie.." he took a deep breath "Get out of my house you disgusting mistake, and if I see you here ever again I'll kill you."  

I scrambled up grabbing my phone and charger and left. Once I got out I called Techno it rang twice then he picked up "Tommy..?" "Techie p'ease he -hiccup-lp m'me" "Oh sweetie! I will be there right away just send me your location and stay put and on the phone." (I do not ship them this is platonic and I know they don't live close to each other but for the sake of this story they do.) 

I did as he said and stayed on the phone and where I was, and about 10-20 minutes later he pulled up and hopped out of the car. "Hey, bub!" "Techie!!" He picked me up and put me in the passenger, then went over to his side after buckling me up. "Guess what I brought! Blankie!! But in order to get blankie you have to tell me how old you are okay babe's" (Sorry if that sounded odd it's meant 100% platonically)  I held up three fingers then he passed me the blankie he drove me to his home and carried me into the house and onto the couch. "Okay, want to go get jammies on and clean up your face and I can make angel milk?" 

-Techno's POV-

He nodded then stumbles up the stairs, I grab a bottle and put 12 oz of milk, 1 tablespoon of sugar then added a few drops of vanilla, I mixed it then before I could start warming it up I heard a small voice coming from upstairs "Techie.. can you help me?" I almost tripped over my feet trying to get upstairs "Stuck" he says, he indeed was stuck he was wearing the onesie all wrong but one thing that stood out the bruises on his body and scabs I knew his dad was mean to him but harming him? 'I'll ask him about it when he's not little.' he's wearing the diaper which was a relief because he always puts up a fight when it comes to putting on a diaper but it's a rule. I helped him put on the onesie then grabbed a blanket. We went downstairs and I put the blankets on him "I will be right back okay Buba, also you did very good with putting the diaper on by yourself!" I went back to the bottle and warmed it up then returned to Tommy "could you scoot over babes?" He moved over and I sat down the boy then moved back and used me as a pillow while drinking the angel milk I had given him.

I scrolled through Instagram then checked back on Toms and saw him sleeping I took the bottle away then took a picture, I absent-mindedly sent it to the other sleepy bois members 

Wilby: Is that Tommy? 

Me: Oh! right yeah sorry I forgot to tell you guys about this.

Mr.minecraft: What's Tommy doing at your place.

Me: It's a long story, I'll tell you guys if Tommy is okay with it, okay?

Mr.minecraft: Is he okay at least? 

Me: Yeah, he is a-okay.

Lie

Wilby:  That's a relief, are you guys going to do a meet-up vlog.

Me: Idk we haven't talked about that yet

messages went back and forth but I zoned out 'Those marks.. they seemed to be new and some seemed older, he'd stayed with me before but I never picked him up with a bloodied face and a few bruises but he said that was him being a clutz... there has to be more to this, but I won't bug him about it until he's not in his little headspace.' 

Wilby:-------

Wilby-----------

Mr.minecraft:--------

Wilby: Techno????? 

Me: Oh sorry guys I zoned out

Mr.minecraft: Oh it's okay what's on your mind? 

Me: Potatoes and squid kidd duh

(I know that's over but I found it funny) 

Lie 

Wilby: Ofc Its always about potatoes with you isn't it

Me: Yeah got a problem with that? 

Wilby: First🖕second yes it does smh 

Mr.minecraft: Okay boys stop bickering

"Techno?" 

"Yeah, kid?" 

"First not a kid second thank you for being good to me." 

"No problem, but I do want to know why do you actually have those bruises and scabs?"

"Well my dad's an alcoholic and would beat me almost every morning I had always managed to keep myself from regressing until after the beating but I guess the fear was too much this time and I started slipping and when he started beating me I was already little n' th'n he-hiccup-he seen that I was being small and, and, and he did't like tat and then he yelled en ten I had to go away from home" he started rocking and little streams of tears were rolling down his face, he started sucking his thumb, saying that must have really stressed him out 

"Don send me back he wiw kill me" he said his voice breaking a bit "I will never, now how about we get off this topic want me to get you a play mat and some toys and pacifier?" He nodes aggressively "Okay okay." "Fanks dad!" 

'My heart my poor, poor heart'  I made my way up and grabbed his play mat with a few toys and a pacifier then went back down, I set up his play mat and gave him the pacifier

Wilby:----fuck you dadza----

Mr.minecraft:Don't talk to your elders like that-----

Wilby:------

Mr:minecraft-------------

Mr.minecraft:----------

Mr.minecraft: Where'd Techno go?

Wilby: Probably day dreaming about potatoes again 🙄

Me: I was not.. Tommy woke up! 

Mr.minecraft: Oh! we should all go into a discord call then!

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also yes it is 4 51 that i'm posting this I'm not one to sleep often lmao