Chapter Ten: Talking.

Leo POV

I and Arya did some shopping together, I let her chose new clothing and got the stuff she likes. She thought about paying for her own stuff but I wouldn't let her, she's my princess now and I get to spoil her.

After she chose everything she wants I sent her to go see ace while I added more stuff. I bought her stuff that would help her slip into her headspace, I didn't know how little she'll go and I doubted she'll regress very far. So I chose some pacifiers, sippy cups, pull-ups, some onesies, and footie pajama for her.

I also got her toys, no little should be toyless, she needs a cuddling buddy other than me. I found an adorable teddy that'll suit her, she might look like a shy little thing but she's my brave kitten.

I finished my shopping and checked out, I need to get her a room. She's scared of sleeping alone but I know littles need their space too. A playroom is in order, I could use Hailey's help with it. She might be a killer, a creative one but she's also very creative when it comes to littles and decorating.

I called Hailey while Arya still busy, she got in swinging her hips. I raised my brow looking at her, she just smiled and kept her show sitting on my desk.

"What's up boss?" she asked

"I got a job for you," I told her

"Who do I need to kill," she asked with a smile, her eyes gleaming.

"Not kill, I need you to decorate a room for me" I correct her.

"Ohh a torture room," she asked still smiling.

"No Hailey. I need help decorating a playroom for Arya" I tell her.

She jumps up and down in glee, she like Arya I know that.

"Don't say anymore I got it. This is gonna be so fun"

Arya been acting shy around me, I noticed that. She wants to whine but will stop herself, she wants to ask for stuff but still shy.

Trust is gained not giving, I know I should show her that she can trust me. It's why I love to talk to her, I love asking her if she wants to tell me something, I want her to talk to me and trust me.

Dinner came by, we had chicken Alfredo, my baby picked the chicken out and only ate the pasta. I wanted to laugh and coo at how adorable she looked concentrating on picking all the chicken out.

"Little girl eat your chicken please," I tell her making her frown.

She seriously didn't want to eat her chicken, finally, I might see the real Ari.

"No Leo I no like chicken," she said, for the first time since I'm seeing the real Ari.

"Yes baby please eat some," I ask her.

"Nuuuuu" she said crossing her arms over her chest.

"Come here," I say picking her up over to my lap, last time this worked.

"Say ahh baby" I say cooing her trying to feed her some chicken.

"Nuuuuuuuuuu" she screamed this time, she never raised her voice.

"Lower your voice" I scold her.

"I nu want chicken," she said pouting.

"Kitten eat now" I say holding the fork to her mouth.

She still shakes her head no, other family were starting to look at us, this is Ari first fit.

"Come on baby let's eat" I coo at her for a second time, I even tried making plane noises.

She still shakes her head not wanting to eat only she added tears and her pout got bigger.

"Don't cry kitten, eat and we can go to bed after" I say kissing her cheek.

"I nu wanna eat I nuuu want" she still cried, only this time she was full-on sobbing.

I held her close and left the food, for now, I don't think this fit is over the food only.

Going up to my room I held her close to my chest letting her sob for a little while. After she was done crying I wiped her eyes clean and kissed her face again.

"What's wrong my baby," I ask still wiping a few lone tears.

"I I...I..." She just cried.

"Hushhh okay, baby hushhh" I held her close again giving her a chance to calm down.

"You good now. Tell me what's up Ari" I ask her again.

"I can't be.....good...I....it's hard...I nuu want you to hate me" she stutters

"Hushh it's okay." I held her close again, she's afraid of me hating her.

"I'll never hate you, baby, even if you act like a brat I'll always love you," I tell her.

"I can be bad and you still love me?" she asked in a serious tone, she was really afraid I'll hate her if she acts like a brat.

"Yes you can be a brat, you'll get punished and corrected. But I'll always always always love you no matter what. Even if I punish or correct you" I assure her.

She breaks into tears again, hugging me close, she only gets clingy when she's sad. Other than that she doesn't let me hug her this close. My poor baby, too afraid to be her.

"Tank yu Leo" she mumbles into my chest letting me hug her.

"You're welcome baby," I say kissing her head.