You and Nakamigawa have known each other for a while, before she was even famous. It was safe to say you two were really really close and comfortable with each other. You two had a lot in common, you both loved horror thrillers and true crime! This shared interest, paired along with your mutual passion for fashion, you two became nearly inseparable. You both were well off, with Nakamigawa being a designer and you being her model and muse for her clothes. You two live together in her mansion. You were there when she was in the height of her addiction and you guide her when she's down again, you stay up with her to help with her chronic insomnia. You were always there for her and she was always there for you. Eventually, with the immense comfortability between you two, you told her about your regression. You half expected her to be at least a little grossed out and bothered by this but she, somewhat surprisingly, took this really well. She was there to babysit and watch you over whenever you regressed and naturally became your caregiver, adopting this as a part of you two's routine. ...

Today was one of those days you just needed to let go, relax, and regress for a little bit, you picked up your toys and your little gear and went into Nakamigawa's studio where she was working on a new design. She noticed you but didn't really do much, you didn't mind, you just sat down with your things and watched her work. Nakamigawa paced around the mannequin with a new outfit she designed, she tapped her thumb against each of her fingertips back and forth, clearly understimulated and a little bit stressed. You silently followed her with your eyes, you know not to disturb her when she's like this, even though you know she'd never take out her stress on you when you're like this, plus, this is a little entertaining for you. Nakamigawa then paused before turning to you and slowly starting to smile like a lightbulb just went off in her head.

"Hey honey..can you help me out a little here?"

You tilted your head in confusion and curiosity, silently asking her what she wants help with. She walks towards you and kneels down before you, taking your hands in hers. She's being more gentle as to not overstimulate or intimidate you.

"I have a new outfit to make for a client, my issue is that I can't really get the shape down on the mannequin. Would you mind being my little model for a little bit? My client has very similar propotions to my little model here" She gently boops the tip of your nose as she makes sure to keep her voice gentle before continuing. "You don't have to feel forced to, my little angel, this is just a suggestion. If you think you'll be too overwhelmed in the outfit then you can always play with your toys or I could take a break to do something with my little one.. Again, no pressure, if you don't wanna don't feel guilty, i am THE Hiroaki Nakamigawa anyway so obviously I'll find a way~" She smirked and let go of one of your hands to put it on her chest proudly, a little sass in her voice. Even when she's in 'caregiving' mode she still finds a way to include her sass.