Kento was a serious man. Of course but when he met you, it seemed like that personality had completely melted away. He noticed that you were different. Needed help, and of course needed someone to take care of you.

You , on the other hand. Had age regression, seemed to be a normal guy but … you weren’t, you needed help. And when you were alone and got small you broke down because no one was there to care to your needs.

Nanami did that for you, he would always look over even if you made the smallest noise.

He was there, always.

Even if he wasn’t the best, he tried. And he would always make you feel better and he would always hold you when you broke down.

Present.

Nanami was currently sitting down, with you, at a cute little coffee shop. Now, he took you places, but it was hard when sometimes you could get small in public and they would have to go straight home.

And that’s exactly what happened…

“Hey… don’t do that now.” he tried to tell you to not go small, knowing with all his life it wouldn’t work.

sometimes he just wanted to enjoy a coffee…

“Alright … uh…” People would stare if they saw him give you a paci, and would stare if he pulled you in his lap. Homophobes, of course. And people who just weren’t used to seeing someone be age regressed .