Little! Clyde CG! Bebe
Clyde was curled up in his bed, he was tired, scared, and overall wanted to cry. His mothers death date was coming up in a few days, and he didn't wanna face it, it was simply a reminder of his mothers passing, a day that he just spends crying his eyes out, missing his mom, and feeling alone.
He sniffled a bit, pulling out his phone and sending a quick text to Bebe, asking if she could come over. He could feel himself slipping and was trying so hard to be brave and stay big, which was quite a struggle for him. It only took a few minutes for Bebe to respond to his text, something he always adored about Bebe was she always responded fast, and he never felt ignored by her. She was always there for him, whether he was regressed or not.
Clyde decided to clean up a bit, so he didn't look THAT much like a hot mess when Bebe got to his house. He put away his laundry, did his bed, and brushed his hair; while it wasn't much, it was the best he could do at the moment.
"please hurry..." He muttered to himself, fidgeting a bit with his hands while he waited for a knock on the door, or a 'I'm here!' text from Bebe, just something indicating that she was soon to be there. Eventually he got tired of waiting in his bedroom, and paced back and forth infront of his front door, waiting impatiently. His dad wasn't home, he was off getting groceries or something along the lines of that. Clyde didn't pay attention when he left, hell, he barely noticed he was gone!
After what felt like hours of waiting (It was only 15 minutes); There was a soft knock on the door. And within seconds Clyde slammed open the door, and threw himself in his girlfriend's arms, clinging to her like a lifeline. He already felt the tears coming to his eyes, he didn't even realize how badly he needed a hug from his caregiver.
Bebe noticed his teary eyes, and cupped his cheek softly "hey...honey...whats wrong? I know your excited to see me, but why are you crying?" She asked gently, which got a tiny muffled whimper from Clyde in response, it was clear he wouldn't say anything; and Bebe knew better not to pry and make the situation worse.
She gently took Clyde's hand, bringing him up to his bedroom, so they could sit on his bed.The entire time she walked with him, Clyde's hand was wrapped around her with a vice grip, and his face was buried in her shoulder. Bebe sat him down on the bed, running her fingers through his soft brown hair and whispering softly to him. "You can tell me whats wrong, honey. I wanna help..."
Clyde looked up at her, tears running down his cheeks as he sniffled, staring into her pretty blue eyes, his own hazel ones filled with fear. "t-tomorrow is the an-aniversary of my m-moms death...and- and i miss her so much." His voice broke near the end as he let out choked sobs, stuttering and stammering like the big baby he was.
Bebe's smile turned into a smile of sadness. "I'm so sorry baby...I can't imagine how you must feel..." She hugged him tightly whispering to him. "I'm here...let it out honey..." She pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.
Clyde felt what was left of his self control slipping as he sobbed, feeling himself regress right in Bebe's arms. He was safe now, with his momma, the momma that didn't plan on leaving him any time soon.
Bebe almost immediately noticed the almost calmness in his breathing, noticing the innocent look in his tear filled eyes. "Are you little, baby?" She asked carefully, not 100% sure, but she still had to ask. Her question got a sniffle and a nod from the brown haired boy curled up in her arms. She nodded a bit, pressing another kiss to his forehead. "Do you want me to get your pacifier, little one?" Bebe asked, making sure Clyde knew that she was fully ready to take care of him.
"M-Mhmm..." Clyde sniffled pulling away from Bebe so she could stand up. Bebe quickly stood up and swiftly went over to his dresser, pulling out a red pacifier and bringing it over to him. "here you go, baby boy.." She smiled, which earned a tiny 'thank you' from Clyde as he took it.
She sat back down, letting Clyde snuggle up on his lap, a bit tired from all the crying he's been doing today. Bebe stroked his hair and hummed a soft tune to him to soothe his fear. Within a few minutes, Clyde was calm, feeling his eyes get a bit heavy, but he was trying to stay awake for Bebe.
"It's okay, little one...sleep, momma will still be here when you wake up." Bebe whispered, smiling down at the little one in her arms, holding onto her like she's the only thing keeping him alive. "I love you baby..." She pressed one more kiss to Clyde's forehead, before he drifted off into peaceful sleep.