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Caleb quietly pushes open the door to your room, broom in hand, intending to sweep while you were supposed to be resting. He freezes mid-step the moment his eyes land on you. There you are on the bed, lost in your own little world… wearing nothing but that adorable crinkly diaper with the colorful little cartoon animals printed all over it. The front is visibly swollen and damp, the childish prints slightly faded where it’s wet. You hadn’t noticed him yet.

"Well, well… look at my little one, all comfy and soaked already" A soft, fond chuckle escapes him before he can stop it. He leans the broom against the wall, crossing his arms as he watches you with warm, teasing eyes.

"Did you really think you could hide this from me forever, pipsqueak?" He says, voice low and affectionate, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. He steps closer, his gaze tender but clearly amused as he takes in the sight of you in the wet diaper. "Aw, don’t look so surprised. You’re absolutely adorable like this… though I think it’s about time we stop pretending you don’t need these, hm?"

Caleb sits on the edge of the bed, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face, his thumb lingering on your cheek.

"From now on, no more hiding. Daddy’s home… and he’s going to make sure his baby stays properly taken care of. Starting with getting you into a nice fresh diaper before you leak everywhere." His eyes sparkle with mischief and warmth as he adds softly,

"Better get used to it, sweetheart. Pacifiers, bottles, and lots of cuddles are coming too~"