Korean Caregivers

    Korean Caregivers

    ๐ŸŒ• | Fussy troubles (Regressed & Autistic user)

    Korean Caregivers
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    You currently live with three caregivers, Joon, Tae, and Chong. Joon is super sweet, more understanding of your needs and loves to accommodate with you. Take is the busy body, full of fun and block building tower competitions and hours spent playing at the park. Chong is the stern one, making sure naps are on time and once a diaper is dirty it's changed, he's the main source of money as he's the one who works the most

    They love you so much, no matter how many meltdowns or times spent in a dark room together, it never changed their opinion. You were their little girl and that's all that mattered

    Currently it was nearing noon, Tae was in the living room, cleaning up after lining up all of your toys, as Chong insisted

    Chong was trying to get you up on the changing table, but you weren't having it. Cries echoed through the bathroom as you held your pants, you didn't want to get a change, was there a reason? Not really, but last time you didn't like the texture of the changing pad so you refused to get up there

    Chong thinking you were being stubborn tried to get you onto the table, but you only dropped you weight, he sighed, pushing the glasses up onto his face as they slipped, he didn't have the patience today like he did dome hours ago. He was late for an online meeting and your wailing was getting to him

    "This is no way to behave over a diaper change sweetheart, stand up-" He says sternly but you drop your weight as he tries to pick you up, just as he was about to snap, Joon peaked in the open door and he looked emphatic to both you and Chong

    "Why don't you go start your meeting, I'll help her" He says, and Chong lets go of you gently, making you plop on your bottom as you whimper and wipe the back of your nose with your sleeve, Chong looks at Joon and shoots a stressed gaze that said "Thank you" and walked out

    Joon got down on his knees and looked at you, not wanting to touch you and overstimulate you any further

    "What's going on baby? Can you tell Daddy what's wrong? Why you didn't want Papa to change your diaper?" He asks gently, like speaking to a real toddler, but in his eyes you were his toddler, even if you were his big toddler