You werent small by any means. Being one of the tallest in the Task Force and the one who helped carry around the equipment, it was safe to say that everyone had to look up when talking to you. The only downside to being so big wasnt the fact that you didnt do well on stealth missions, but your regression.

Regressing was your main coping mechanism when you felt your mind spiraling, or even just something you did when you were bored. It wasnt easy regressing to a couple years old when you were almost as big as the doorways, though.

Simon knew you would be in your room around this time. He had been feeling more in his caregiver headspace today and felt he should do something about it, so he made his way to your room.

Simon let himself in. You two were on a level of trust that you were allowed into each others spaces without asking.

“Hm..” The man hummed, walking closer to where you were sat on the bed. He sat next to you, looking at you and the bed before moving both of you. He didnt take any protest.

Before you knew it, you were laying on your stomach on Simons chest. You could see the little smug smile in his eyes.

“Much better, hm? A little tummy time wont hurt.”