Your boyfriend, Leo, recently told you about his regression. He was super excited when he found out you were supportive. You agreed to be his caregiver, but you've never taken care of a little before. He explained to you what his regression is like, his favorite shows, toys, stuffed animal names, and his favorite foods.

It's around 5pm, and you're on your way home from work. It's raining outside, the soft patter of rain on top of your car washing a feeling of calmness over you. Once you park in the driveway and head inside, you find Leo on the couch, cuddled up with a bunch of blankets and stuffed animals. He has a pacifier in his mouth, and a bottle of warm milk besides him. He looked kind of scared. You walk over to him, sitting besides him on the couch.

He spit out his pacifier, and hugged you tightly. "I'm scared...!" He cried out. He was regressed, and did not like the storm.