A/n: Kiddo's are taking a nap, time to write 😮‍💨😮‍💨

For Cry_me_a_river16 Thank you for requesting!

Virgil's jaw dropped in shock when he opened his dorm room's door a week before classes started to move in, and there was none other than Janus standing with his bags in the middle of the room, waiting for his room mate.

"Oh for god's sakes!" Janus exclaimed, "out of the thousands of people going to this college, we get stuck together?!"

"Geez Janus, calm down" Virgil smirked, "do you really hate me that much?"

"What—you're usually the one who's shit talking me what do you mean?!" Janus asked.

Virgil shrugged, "Patton's on one of those 'you two need to get along' kicks, haven't you heard?"

"You're really going to listen to Patton?" Janus scoffed.

"Not if you keep being a little bottom bitch boy, no" Virgil said dryly, "now which room do you want?"

"Bottom bi—PLEASE, I could dominate ANY of you!" Janus exclaimed, stomping his foot like the bottom he was.

Virgil smirked, casually walking over to Janus, who began to back himself into the wall. Virgil put his arm up beside Janus's head from where he stood towered above him. He looked down, a mischievous gleam in his eyes, "is that so..baby boy?"

Janus shoved Virgil away and Virgil just started laughing, "dude! You were so flustered!"

"That was the gayest shit i've ever seen!" Janus exclaimed as he huffed out a laugh, trying to shove down how small he was getting to feel at that nickname..

"No homo" Virgil said, "socks are on."

"You're full of it" Janus scoffed, "now shut up and go unpack." He wasn't too weirded out by the situation. He and Virgil, while hated each other with a burning passion(or so they thought),occasionally did get along. And more often then not they did some things together that caused everyone in their friend group to start making ship fan-art of them.

"Need help with those?" Virgil asked, seeing the many boxes that Janus possessed.

"No!" He said defensively, hissing.

"Okay geez, just asking" he scoffed, "see you later."

Janus waved him off, taking all of his boxes into the room opposite of Virgil's. He slid a few boxes full of his little space stuff under his bed, hoping Virgil would never find out. It would be yet another thing he'd be teased over, and another reason for Virgil to hate him or think he was a weirdo.

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  After a few months of living together, they were finally getting their routines down. Virgil and Janus's classes were at different times, so they didn't exactly see each other too often. In the beginning they had been avoiding each other at all costs anyways. They never really got along in high school—they just had mutual friends, so they often had to be together.

Now though since they, you know, lived together they had to be nicer to each other in order to survive. Literally, they didn't want to rip each other's heads off or start any stupid arguments that would lead to them awkwardly avoiding each other for days—so they made a silent truce, an agreement to at least try and enjoy each other's company.

It hadn't worked at first, though over time they got used to each other, picked up on one another's weird habits.

For instance, Virgil noticed how Janus would always wear chapstick. Like, he would be reapplying it every two minutes. He found out that because of his dry skin disorder that caused the...rather noticeable scar on his face, he wasn't taking any chances to ruin his beautiful lips, which Virgil had to agree they were pretty good—

And Janus eventually found out that Virgil had an...embarrassing night time problem.

He noticed it one early morning at around five am. Janus was up in the little kitchen connected to the common area of the dorm, sitting in a little swivel chair at the kitchen island and drinking coffee when he heard some groans of frustration and some rustling coming from Virgil's room.

Virgil had exited his room a few minutes later, his arms full of sheets as he walked across the room, stopping in his tracks when he made eye contact with Janus. It was so obvious what had happened. He had soaking wet pants and very damp sheets.

They stood there looking at each other for a while before Janus said awkwardly, "uh—you need help?"

Virgil's eyes filled with tears as he realized what had just happened, and he ran in the other direction back in his room.

Janus just sighed and ran a hand over his face. Well, shit he had scared off Virgil..and now it was going to be hella awkward between them in a few hours...

  Long story short, he had knocked on Virgil's bedroom door after a while and asked him about it. Virgil admitted embarrassingly that he sometimes wet the bed because his body wouldn't wake him up in time. Janus just nodded along, and Virgil was kinda shocked that he wasn't teased about it.

And even after that morning, (and many other similar ones, it honestly became kinda normal after a while and Janus didn't even bat an eye, having casual conversation with him as he disposed his wet clothes and sheets in the washing machine) Janus was still very reluctant to admit to Virgil that he was a little.

The thing is—he knew it was inevitable that Virgil would find out. And he wanted to explain what it was, how it worked, and why he did it before Virgil got freaked out and jumped to conclusions.

He sighed. He'd never be able to do it. It was so hard to explain, and what if Virgil wasn't acceptive of the little community? He wouldn't risk it. They were finally getting along, he didn't wanna ruin anything.

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"I'm dry, bitch!" Virgil exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen at six am, showing off his pj's. He yawned, ruffling his bed head a little and going to grab some coffee.

"Congratulations" Janus smirked, "now drink that poison you call coffee and go get dressed."

"Who put you in charge?" Virgil grumbled, "and please, you have more creamer than coffee in yours."

"To answer your question, Patton. He told me you have a weird schedule today. And also, I have taste, excuse you, why do you put yourself through the experience of pure black coffee?" Janus said, faking puking noises.

"Ughhhh don't remind me of my schedule! I probably won't even be home until after dinner, all these tests" he sighed, "and this coffee gets me through the day, I need my beans!"

Janus smirked, "Here, I packed you a lunch. Patton threatened me with violence over text, because he knew you'd be too busy to go and buy your own."

"You didn't poison this, did you?" Virgil questioned, taking it cautiously, "because if not take it back and do it right you coward, i'm ready to die."

Janus chuckled, "Patton would physically fight you if he heard you say that."

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When Virgil left, Janus stayed put for a few seconds, before checking his schedule. He didn't have classes today, and Virgil was gone—thank god. He could finally regress. It had been so stressful lately with classes and trying to force himself out of his headspace—he felt like he desperately needed the escape from reality.

So, he grabbed his box from under his bed and took out a few stuffed animals, a onesie, and a pacifier. After rummaging around a bit, he found his favorite sippy cup.

He went over to the fridge and cracked open a bottle of grape juice, pouring it in his cup and then twisting his lid on. He was quick to clip his paci to himself after putting his onesie on, and he felt himself quickly slipping as soon as he took that first sip of grape juice.

He walked over to the tv and turned on Bubble Guppies. He sucked on his sippy cup's nipple until all of his grape juice was gone, and then he sighed. He wished he had a daddy who would fill it up for him...

He stood up and made his way to the fridge, babbling to himself about what he was going to do that day. He rummaged around in the fridge for a bit before he found the grape juice, and poured himself another cup. He also took out some cheese shaped as mickey mouse for a snack and made his way back to the common room.

The grape juice in his cup kept refilling rapidly—but who could blame him? Grape juice was delicious! He grabbed himself a blanket and wrapped up as he finished off some more grape juice and a fifth episode of Bubble Guppies.

He thought about turning on a different show, as he was quite bored. But then he decided to grab his toys from his room and bring them in there. He took out a few stuffed animals and some blocks, as well as some monster trucks. He sat on his bum and placer the toys in front of him, beginning to play.

"Zoom!" He exclaimed with a bright giggle as he made his monster truck run over the tower of blocks he had made. Yes. Destruction.

He shifted around at a familiar feeling in his abdomen. Oh well, no matter. He could use the bathroom later—right now was play time!

"Brrrr weee!" He exclaimed, forcing his two trucks to collide. He giggled and brought his sippy cup to his mouth to drink the rest of his juice. He quickly refilled his cup and popped his pacifier in his mouth.

"Janus my test got cancelled the professor had a family emergen—" he stopped in his tracks, "What in the Kentucky fried fuck" Virgil whispered upon walking in and seeing Janus in a onesie, a sippy cup in his hand with a paci in his mouth, surrounded by toddler's toys.

Janus stood up abruptly, blushing brightly, "I—I—you said a no no word" he blurted out. As he stood up he felt a warm sensation between his legs. Uh oh. He had to use the restroom worse then he'd thought...

"A—a no-no word?!" Virgil exclaimed, his heart rate picking up. What the hell?! He watched as Janus began to cry, and damn, they've never really gotten along that well but he felt the need to comfort him.

Janus sobbed as his onesie became more and more wet, the fuzzy cloth becoming soaked and droopy, his urine leaking onto the floor and creating a puddle As he wet himself he felt himself slipping deeper into littlespace. He felt so small and young and scared.

"Hey, Janus, it-it's cool! It's okay, hey don't..don't cry, okay?" He said softly, swallowing down his panic "Hey, I piss myself like once a week, bedwetter remember?" He joked.

Janus whimpered, beginning to babble incoherently. God, he felt so freakin' small! He just couldn't form the words, and he was so afraid. What was he supposed to tell Virgil?!

"ViVi..." he whimpered, "Vivi...'m a little.." he mumbled.

"A—a little?" Virgil asked, whipping out his phone and going to good ol' urban dictionary. He read the definition and looked around Janus. Yep.

"So.." he said cautiously, listening to Janus's sniffles as he looked over an article, "how-uh-how old are you?"

Janus held up two fingers. Virgil just nodded.

"Okay, um...do you uh..need some help?" Virgil asked.

Janus's eyes filled with tears and he nodded, covering his face. He felt much too small to do anything himself.

"Okay, hey..it's alright baby, how about we just...get you all cleaned up, okay?" Virgil asked.

Janus nodded, loving the nickname that Virgil had given him.

"Okay..let's go."

Janus stepped out of his puddle and cringed, not liking how the cooled fabric felt against his skin. He lead Virgil into his room and pointed towards the dresser. Virgil pulled out a few outfits to show to Janus, before Janus decided on another onesie. This one was honey bee themed.

"Okay, let's get changed.." Virgil bit his lip. This felt like an invasion of privacy.

"Okay honey bee.." Virgil said, deciding that would be Janus's new nickname, "i'm going to need you to stand up. I am going to unzip your onesie, then I'm going to turn around and I want you to shake it off and then tell me when you're ready for me to put this one on, okay?"

Janus nodded, and so Virgil unzipped the onesie. He turned around and when  Janus finished shaking it off Virgil turned back around and held the onesie out. He closed his eyes as to not see any of Janus's..parts..and then urged Janus to step into the onesie. Once he did, he helped to zip it up.

"There, see? All better" Virgil chuckled, "now c'mon, wanna go play, i could help you build block tower" as much as Virgil needed answers, he knew that Janus was too young to give him proper ones. He didn't want to stress the little out.

Janus nodded and Virgil smiled, "alright honey bee—let's go!"

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It wasn't long before Janus slipped(forced himself)out of little space. He was extremely embarrassed, "Virgil i'm so sorry you saw that—and oh my freaking god thank you so much for not..y'know..looking I would have killed myself."

"Hey, don't talk like that, Patton would physically fight you" Virgil joked, "and hey—while you're at it, why don't you tell me more about this whole..little thing?"

Janus nodded and began to explain everything to Virgil—and he was quite surprised when Virgil actually looked interested, and non judgmental.

"Okay..well hey, if you ever need to slip into it..don't feel like you can't. And if you ever need anything i'm right here" Virgil smiled awkwardly, "and you mentioned something about caregivers? Why don't you tell me more about those?"

Janus blushed, and nodded, beginning to explain what they were and what they typically did for littles. This was a start of an even rockier relationship. There were bound to be many up's and downs—mistakes on both of their parts—but Virgil was willing to try, and Janus couldn't have been happier.

A/n: Okay I liked this, I think it was pretty sweet

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