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littletxt · 2 years
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okay, i’m back with little beomgyu x cg reader again.
beomgyu and reader got into an argument/fight and reader got so mad that she left the house. this made beomgyu scared till he regresses.
(at this rate, i think i’m angst anon🥺)
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FEM-READER | ANGST
Warnings- mentions of alcohol/intoxication/swears
Wc: 2k+
Taglist: @pinkheadflowers @sweetiehyuka @woonie-muffin @desatando-me @ethie @djdudjdjkw @chariottie @kiki-woo @pastel-princess-please
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This is better…
“You’re already going back on tour next week! How is it so hard for you to comprehend that I just wanted time with you? Was that not important enough to remember?”, you didn’t know when you’d started to raise your voice at him, all you could feel was how hot your ears were burning, spreading, boiling through your cheeks, your whole face as the anger you felt festered from the ground up. In reality, it wasn’t really anger; you were hurt, you felt betrayed. And nothing else could make you feel so small.
“Y/n! Are you kidding me? I already apologized!!”, your boyfriend snapped, throwing his favorite flannel off and onto the back of the couch, the relentless heat not doing anything to help his mood. Beomgyu was mad. And he rarely got MAD. Not to mention he was drunk and he’d dealt with you calling him all night when he was already out, already with the guys, already unable to do anything about what he felt was just a mistake that he’d have to take care of later. It wasn’t as if he purposely planned to hang out with the guys over the plans he’d made with you. It had honestly slipped his mind. Usually understanding himself, it didn’t sit well with him how you couldn’t do the same and he was frankly exhausted.
Drinks with the guys was how he celebrated a successful first tour, finally being home again, though it wouldn’t be for long since the tour was far from over yet, and seeing his friends again after being away for an entire month. Of course, he wanted to do the same with you; his love, his world. He wanted to share his happiness and cling to you for dear life to recharge his energy after being away and working so hard for so long. When Heeseung called him out to meet up, I’m a word, he got excited. Beomgyu had just wanted to share his adventures on tour in America with his closest buddies, relax and have a drink.
So, yeah. It slipped his mind that he’d planned to go out for dinner with you that night. Why you were upset wasn’t a mystery. But the only thing your boyfriend could do more was get down on his knees, beg and kiss your feet after apologizing so many times. There was no way he could go back and undo it, yet you couldn’t let it go, it made him a little frustrated to say the least.
The way he raised his voice at you, even though it was simply a response to you doing the same, was all too much. Tearing up, your car keys scraped loudly against the counter as you grabbed them and turned to leave with the bitter aftertaste of heartbreak.
“Where are you going?? Y/n, don’t do this. Come on!”, Beomgyu’s words slurred as he dizzily trudged toward the door to stop you. Admittedly, he’d drank a little more than he should have. So, how he’d stop you, he didn’t know. But it didn’t matter, he was met with a door slamming shut and a spear through the heart.
“Y/n…”, he turned his back against the door, the white walls that surrounded him spinning far too much to try to run after you. Tangling his fingers through his hair as he pushed his bangs from his sweaty forehead, he felt that awful, familiar stinging as tears flooded his vision. Was he really this pissed? No… he wasn’t. He felt like a disappointment.
How could he have forgotten and put you off this way? You were constantly on his mind when he was away, wishing you’d have gone with him. But when he comes back he goes out and gets drunk instead of making up for lost time with you.
“Good job, dumbass.”, he croaked, hot tears free-falling as he lowered his head, “You really fucked it up this time…”
You’d never took off like this before and he wasn’t sure where you went or if you’d ever come back. But of course, you would. Your things were still there, after all. But what if that was the only reason you’d come back…
“Please, no…”, he sniffled, trying hopelessly to rub the tears away as they came. Using the somehow slippery door handle, he dragged himself to his feet to search for his phone. If he had to apologize a million more times he would, he couldn’t just let you go like this.
How hard could it be to find a phone?? Apparently pretty damn hard since he’d torn through everything in his bag, his jacket, the decorative bowls on the counters and came up empty handed. Finally, at a loss, he stumbled to the bedroom you shared after pacing a groove into the dark wood floors of your apartment for what felt like hours. You were gone. He was all alone.
“Mommy hates me??”, shrinking into a puddle on the floor, Gyu hugged his knees, feeling the tears coming again, this time he feared they’d never stop. They splattered the knees of his worn jeans, a steady stream dripping from his chin as he sobbed out his heart.
The world felt to big, too scary. And his mommy left him all alone cuz he made you mad. Grabbing at himself; his chest, his arms he tried to hold himself tightly to combat the tight aching in his chest, his breath becoming frantic as the air around him thinned. With nothing left to do, he climbed into bed and fitted himself into his small pile of plushies. Caring little about the oven-like heat, he clutched the first one he could get his hands on. As he squeezed it tighter to his chest, doing his best and failing at self soothing, your scent reached him. It smelt of you.
“Mommyy-“, he choked out, sobbing harder, almost wailing into the fluff of the poor stuffed animal he was squeezing the life out of.
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Walking down the isles of the 24 hour convenience store, under the harsh fluorescent lights, you found yourself struggling not to cry. What was all of this fighting for. Yelling at him? Was that really necessary?? He worked himself tirelessly, practicing when he wasn’t performing, constantly socializing and running himself ragged. You could forgive one of the most caring and attentive people you knew for being exhausted, couldn’t you? The poor thing was probably drained completely, your little introverted baby. He probably hadn’t regressed since the last time he had with you. It was something he needed.
Sighing to yourself, you grabbed some icy cold strawberry milk from the refrigerator and a pack of gummy bears before making your way back home. Wishing desperately that you could drive a little faster, you cursed the rainy season and your wind-wipers, the red traffic lights blurring through the smears and thudding splatter as they swished back and forth.
The door hadn’t been locked, to your relief. So, anxiously you turned the handle, only hoping he wasn’t still angry with you. But suddenly you began to wish he had been rather than being greeted with the heart-rendering weeping that filled your ears as you bit your cheek and latched the front door behind you.
No matter how much he cried, mommy still wasn’t there to hold him. Beomgyu had soaked through his plushy completely with snot, sweat and tears, but he couldn’t bring himself to move from the uncomfortable sticky, wetness, where it still smelled of you most. Whenever he regressed he completely lost concept of time. He couldn’t tell if it’d been hours or not even one since his mommy left him.
“Come back…”, his voice was hoarse from wailing and sobbing so loudly, terrified he was left alone forever, the world so scary without his mommy there to hold him.
He didn’t hear you come in or close the door. Nor did he hear your footsteps and the sharp inhale you took upon seeing his trembling figure curled up small amidst all the plushies you’d ever bought him. Though his heart was aching so deeply, his head was still in a floaty space and without you, it was so much more frightening than pleasant.
The yelp he let out when you broke into his headspace, slipping your arms around him as you lay in bed, your body circling his, it caused almost a physical pain. This wasn’t how you wanted things to go, how his first regression in so long should have went. With him feeling abandoned and panic-stricken due to your lack of understanding. Though it was both of your responsibilities, the fight, you couldn’t help but feel remorse.
“Mommy?!”, he practically shrieked, scrambling to face you and make himself small in your arms as close as he could possibly get until the two of you were molded together in a tangle of limbs. Neither of you cared what you’d been mad about anymore, only that you were together, unwilling to be a single centimeter apart until further notice.
“I’m right here, baby. Mommy loves you so so much…”
After some time, the sobs slowed to sniffles and Beomie nudged his face further against your chest wanting to smell the real thing instead of his silly plushy (sorry plushy).
“How are you feeling, baby bear??”, you lighting scratched your fingers against the back of his head, a little secret trick that always worked to soothe your precious puppy.
“Hungy.”, Beomie mumbled into your shirt, refusing to be separated from your body, still feeling a bit as if you’d disappear at any moment. A bit of warmth spread back through your body along with a smile, filling your baby’s tummy was something you could always do.
“You know that means we gotta get up, right, baby bear?”, your soft chuckle drifted into a sigh. Baby bear snuggles were your favorite but a happy tummy was good from preventing grumpy baby bear and you’d do just about anything to calm his anxieties after sending them through the roof.
The cutest little whines and grumbles poured from said baby bear as he squirmed to get impossibly closer, messing his purple hair in the process.
“What are you? My ravenous, feral baby bear??”, you tickled at his side.
“No, ‘m not!!”, he squealed away from your tickles.
“What kind of baby bear are you then??”, you pulled him back to your chest with a playful grin reaching ear to ear.
“Mmmmm… panda bear??”, Beomie giggled, red flooding his cheeks as he kicked his feet, still squirming away, knowing you were probably far from done with the tickle attack.
“With all this purple hair???”, you laughed, nipping at his ear through the wild mop of purple fluff on his head. Gasping, he reached for his favorite plushy and wedged it between you.
“Ryan bear!!”, he gave one of his usual, soft tee-hee’s and looked up expectantly with a sparkle in his red and puffy, boba eyes.
“I think you’re my Beomie bear”, kissing his forehead you brushed at his unruly, grape hair unable to stop yourself from beaming. All you’d been wishing for was to have time with him, to hold him and hear his sweet giggles after missing him so much.
Once you finally managed to drag yourselves out of bed, and through the picky bickering of your little who was still figuring out what he wanted to eat, you sat in front of the television, feeding your happily wiggling baby bear. After his tummy was full, he was back in your lap, cooling air from an oscillating fan blowing over the two of you in waves. Leaning against you, he sat in silence, feeling guilty, emotions creeping back on him.
“Sorry we didn’t go out, mommy…”, nuzzling into the side of your neck, he brought his arms close to his chest, trying to be smaller in your embrace. You cooed at how soft he could be, how sweet and sensitive, you’d never let him be sad. Holding him tightly, you yourself couldn’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be. You could always talk about things another day but you’d never get this moment back.
“That’s okay, baby…this is better.”
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🧸Endnote: Gahhhhh this one really 💔💔💔 my poor Gyuie baby. Why can’t I let you be happy? Hah it’s okay tho 🥺 mommy will make it all better. 🌙🌙🌙 Really my fav anonieee I always thought I hated writing angst but honestly I live for it and can hardly write without a little bit of drama hehe. My first Beomgyu fic since Birthday Baby Bear!! Did I do your request justice 🥲?? Love you love you love you! Have you guys heard Ring???? It’s one of the new songs for TXT’s Japanese gbgb comeback!!
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littletxt · 2 years
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Hello, darling! Can I request Yeonjun caregiver where the reader is having a bad day? Just some fluffy with their daddy, and maybe they helping their daddy too, if he's also having a bad day? Maybe just both comforting each other, I guess, Thank you!
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GENDER-NEUTRAL | FLUFF (slight angst + swearing)
Wc: 1.2k+
Taglist: @pinkheadflowers @sweetiehyuka @woonie-muffin @desatando-me @ethie @djdudjdjkw @chariottie @kiki-woo @pastel-princess-please
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Eat your ice cream
Everything that could have gone wrong seemed to on the most important day of his year. Yeonjun was sent home early from dance practice because he wasn’t “focused”. The dry cleaners switch out his suit with someone else’s and his reservation for the highest-class restaurant in Seoul scheduled him for the wrong day.
“Come on! No! I’m sorry! Don’t put me on hold again!! SHITT!!”, he groaned.
Honestly, your day hadn’t been going any better. Though your reasons didn’t seem as serious as his, you felt like a burden, taking too much space. Trying to make yourself as small as possible, you say in your comfy chair with your knees to your chest as he paced back and forth through your living room. Loosening his tie, with his phone pressed to his ear, he ran his hand through his hair repeatedly, licking at his lips on hold again for the third time. He’d been trying to find another restaurant and the longer he was on the phone, the more livid he became. In fact, you weren’t sure you’d ever seen him so mad. Looking at you once with his brows sewn tight, then twice, he forced himself to relax, realizing how his anger was affecting you. Pressing his lips together firmly, he finally gave up, ending the call and dropping his phone on the couch.
“I’m not mad at you, baby.”, he assured you, running both his hands through his hair once more as he willed himself to let it go.
"All I wanted was to make this perfect for you. Show you exactly how much I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you, kitten...", he half smiled, sauntering to your side. Weeks worth of planning for this extravagant evening. It wasn’t every day you celebrated two years together. Though he knew you didn’t love it, it was how he showed his love. He truly had done his best to learn to show his love in other ways but sometimes an over-the-top gesture was exactly what was needed rather than a casual movie date at home, eating too much ramyeon.
"M' sorry, Daddy...", you whimpered, already close to tears. You didn’t want your Daddy to be mad anymore. Everyone knew how important it had been to him. Yeonjun wasn’t the best at keeping surprises a secret, it wasn’t hard to catch him thinking he was being sneaky. Even though it wasn’t, somehow you felt like the problem.
"Oh, baby... no. Why would you think any of this is your fault? C’mere.", he held his arms open for you but you only shrank further into yourself, tears drip-dropping from your face onto your knees. Luckily, two years was a long time. Long enough for Yeonjun to learn all of your fears and insecurities and exactly how to cure them.
“None of that.”, he ‘tsked’, leaning over to scoop you from the chair and into his arms. Whining, you squirmed, only being squeezed tighter.
“Well, I’ve caught you now. I’m definitely never letting you go.”, he giggled at your ‘hmph’ once you finally gave up, shimmying your head around to look up at him, blowing hair from your face.
“Better?”, he simpered, lips curling up, satisfied as he moves the hair from your face. Nodding, you let yourself be pampered.
“Not mad anymorwe?”, you asked, tilting your head as he released you to take off his suit jacket.
“No, baby. Not mad.”, he sighed, half-smiling as he draped the purple jacket over the couch, “Come on, kitten. Let’s go get changed into something more comfortable.”
Satisfied you followed him to switch into something a bit lighter, discarding your dressy clothes happy to let him pick out a new outfit for you, always.
“Wanna go get some ice cream instead, baby?? Daddy’s craving mint choco”, he grinned, playing with your hair and turning you toward the door now that you were both changed.
“But-“, you pouted.
“I know. No mint choco for you. Not even a little bite? Teensy? Tiny?? Like my little kitten??”, standing behind you, holding you against his chest, he waddled you to the door chuckling against your ear and pressing lots of kisses as he spoke.
“Only if Daddy wears a trash bag to work tomorrow!!”, you looked over your shoulder flashing a playful smile.
“Hey! You know Daddy would look damn good in a garbage bag but I’ll let you win this round, brat.”, he laughed, leaning to kiss you, watching in nearly slow motion as you evaded him.
“GASP! DID YOU JUST REFUSE A KISS FROM DADDY!?”, he looked utterly offended. But you giggled, sitting on your victory.
“Daddy said a swear two times today…”, you whispered, chewing your lip excitedly, reaching for the door handle, “Daddy has to do dishes for a week!!”
Turning the door handle you ran out the door before he could grab his keys. Those were the rules and you had him beat. Grumbling to himself, he couldn’t help but smile, watching you peek out from behind the corner down the hall from your apartment as he locked the door. Extravagant evening or not, there’s no way a night with you, the night of your second anniversary could be bad.
“Seatbelt!”, he announced, leaning over to buckle you up and check that it was secure, placing one last kiss on your nose before fastening his own and starting the car.
It didn’t take long for you to recognize that weren’t going toward your usual ice cream stop.
“Where we goin’, Daddy??”, you pipe up curiously, playing with your mini plushy he always left in the car for you to fidget with. Turning on the radio, he skipped through his playlist a bit until he got to your song, smiling to himself as he tapped his hands on the steering wheel.
“You’ll see, baby. Just hold tight.”
Before you know it you’re driving out of town, the scenic becoming more rural and you doze off a little until you hit the ocean. The blue sparkling prettily back at you as you lay your head on the window. When you finally stop, you’re at a small-town ice cream parlor. Curiously, you toddled along with him, trusting his plans.
After ordering your favorite ice cream, he giggled happily to himself seeing that his mint choco was on the menu. He knew it was a coin toss coming this far out for ice cream.
“Let’s go, little one.”, abandoning the car, he takes your hand and walks you down the beach with your ice cream, making use of the last few warm nights of the season. Leaning against the thick wooden fencing half down the sandy scape, he ruffled your hair messily with his spoon in his mouth.
“Daddy’s super cool, huh? I didn’t plan any of this.”, snickering, he waved his spoon at you before digging for another scoop with a superficial frown, “But I’m still pretty sad.”
“Why?!!”, you gasp, turning to him with pouty eyes. How could Daddy be sad??
“Cuz I still haven’t gotten a thank you kiss from my kitten.”, teasing, he poked his tongue out from behind his teeth at you. All that was achieved was a grumpy baby kitty, at least until he kissed your cheek with a giggle.
“Eat your ice cream, before I make you eat mine.”, he grinned.
“Ew-“, you started.
“Yes, I know. Mint chocoooo!.”, he wailed dramatically, laughing at your disgusted face.
“Eat your ice cream.”, he smiled, throwing his arm over your shoulder as he watched the sunset. Not such a bad way to spend an anniversary.
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🧸End note: it’s not birthday themed but this is my post for Yeonjun day! If you like mint choco- no you don’t 🤭 yes I know this feels a little uninspired 😅 but I panicked and rushed a little. Happy Yeonjun Day!
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littletxt · 2 years
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So I got an idea for a request.
I have really bad night terrors and wanted to request caregiver Taehyun comforting you after you woke up from one being small?
~princess 🐰
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Taglist: @pinkheadflowers @sweetiehyuka @woonie-muffin @desatando-me @ethie @djdudjdjkw @chariottie @kiki-woo
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Night Light
There’d been no particular reason for them to start back up. It could have been the most suffocating, heavy and humid summer heat. Or, maybe it was the stress of moving away from the security of the place you and Taehyun had called home for so long, along with a new job, new people you weren’t comfortable around and new names you’d have to learn. But more than likely it was the lack of time you’d had to regress, to be vulnerable and safe with your Daddy. It’d been weeks as you packed up your whole life to start over somewhere new. No particular reason for them to come back, but far too many.
Jumping out of his sleep, muscles tense and ready as his eyes searched foggily searched in the sea of black that was your bedroom, only lit by a single yellow, heart-shaped nightlight. Reaching out to find the switch to the bedside lamp at your first sound of distress, Taehyun was prepared to take on the world for you. Whether that meant putting years of boxing experience into practice with a swift bonk to someone’s face or taking the weight of your anxieties head on, he’d do anything for you. With no danger in sight, he relaxed for only a moment until another cry left your lips, poured then pressed thin, and you trembled and fidgeted in your sleep. A thin sheet of cold sweat covered your anguish-twisted features as your hands tightly gripped the sweat-damp fabric of the thin sheets you'd traded out from your usual comforter to cope with the hot summer nights.
Pushing down that deep ache in his heart he turned to you, stroking your reddened cheek and wiping the sweat from your brow.
“Princess….hey. Wake up, baby.”, he gave a gentle squeeze to your clammy, trembling hand before pulling you easily into his arms, rocking you softly against his chest until you woke. Breaking from the deeply rooted claws of your night terror, your breathing became frantic as you grasped, delirious, to anything and everything around you.
“Hey, hey! Daddy’s here… I’ve got you. I’m right her. Open your eyes, pumpkin.”, Taehyun spoke clearly, loosening the tight grip of his arms to allow you to look at him, watery, wide eyes rapidly shifting over the features of his face. The pure terror on your face, he couldn’t imagine, no matter how many times over the years you’d told him, how truly awful it’s hold must be. You’d think he’d have gotten used to it by now, the nightmares being more common on muggy evenings like this one. Though he never could, it did help that he knew exactly what to do to help you through it.
Taking deep breaths until you followed along, he squeezed you tight again, grounding you, bringing you back to him. When your ragged breaths calmed to short hiccups he loosened his hug and stroked your hair in repetitive, slow motions.
“Same one?”, his voice was soft and unfeigned, strained with emotion. No matter how badly he wanted to take your pain, he couldn’t. But that would never stop him from trying. A weak nod was all you could manage as you rolled over into his chest and cried. Not a little, but endlessly tears fell as you tried to hold back your sobs.
“Baby, hey. Sit up.”
Letting him pull you up to look at him, you sniffled with your puffy red cheeks and nose, grumbling a bit, knowing full well what was coming.
“You can cry, Princess. I know it’s scary. It’s so so scary and Daddy wishes he could be there to protect you each and every time. It’s not real, but it really feels like it is, huh?”, Taehyun leaned forward, kiss your forehead, continuing to stroke your hair as you nodded. You’d never needed to say much with him, he knew you better than you knew yourself.
“Daddy will always be here when you wake up. And Princess knows that Daddy would never ever let anything hurt you don’t you, baby?”, he giggled at the way you fought off a smile, finally relaxing for a moment. But only a moment, a distraught expression returning, your brows wrinkling, eyes watering once again.
“‘m sorry…”, your head fell, tears dripping one by one, each a blotted stain on his yellow shorts. Fully sitting up in bed with you he raised your head, holding your chin steady between his fingers. Those big brown eyes demanding your attention, but his soft, loving expression was ever more attentive.
“No, Baby. Never apologize to me for this. You have nothing to be sorry for. This is Daddy's job. and Daddy loves his jobs.”, he kissed your cheek, caring very little about the salt taste of your tears. Each line made you shy away, a blush creeping up on your cheeks., “I don’t want days off or holidays. I wanna spend every second taking care of you, Princess. That’s my job. I love you, pumpkin."
His voice grew softer, more tender as he spoke, caressing your heart in the safety of his love. Rubbing his nose against your cheek, now dry, he pulled you into his arms again for a brief minute. Imagining the sweltering heat was hardest on you, he knew his body heat certainly wouldn’t help. His natural, smiley expression greeted you, calm and tender-hearted.
“Now, let’s go cool you off with a shower, Princess.”
With another dutiful nod, a sniffle and an intertwining of his slender fingers between your own, you let yourself slip into that comfortable vulnerability, safe with your Daddy.
“Good girl.”
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🧸End note: I know it took my forever, but here it is. honestly I was so afraid of how this would come out because I wanted it to be perfect for you 🫶 I love youuuu 🥺💛💛 I hope this was okay for my first fic in a while.💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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hii can u write one where little!kai keeps having accidents and mommy!reader has to put him in diapers/pull ups and he’s become very fussy/upset over it? bonus if little!beomgyu (or another member) teases him for it and they get disciplined for it
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GENDER-NEUTRAL | Diapers/Accidents
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They’re Pull-Ups!
Hueningkai had always had a problem. Wherever he went, whoever he met; being told he was pure, innocent, childlike even was never uncommon. And though some thought it would, it hadn’t stopped once he became an adult. Like most people in the industry, he was forced grow up much faster than he should have. The stress didn’t seem to be as much as people made it sound. It was easy. Shut down, cry in the bathroom. It was fine.
No matter how fast they pressed on his inner child, part of him still held on. It manifested in bits after their debut. Finally, he was allowed a little freedom, space to breathe. The small collection of plushies he kept, the only bit of his innocence they allowed to be left behind, it grew astronomically. And though part of him had died, still he was called pure, cute, innocent. Childlike.
And so he embraced it. It was part of his brand, who he was as an idol. But after long, the cutesy childlike act didn’t feel like an act anymore. The perfect escape. He learned he could get away with acting as childish and as immature as he wanted sometimes, being babied by his Hyungs as long as he did his best. Self-soothing turned heavenly escape. Sometimes it would come on stronger than others, feeling hazy and spaced out, those times were the best if he was just with his Hyungs. They’d tease sometimes but all the time they’d give love to their baby Hueka.
It wasn’t until after he met you he learned what it was. Everything made sense once you’d expanded his vocabulary with Age Dreaming and Age Regression. You helped him tap into it further, he didn’t always remember those first few times he unlocked babyspace but when he became more conscious again he felt like he was floating. Thankfully he was less at risk of fully regressing since he learned to control his age dreaming so much, becoming his neutral, his normal, but that didn’t always mean he was responsible or immune to the teetering. That carefreeness became a problem when he leaned older, becoming cocky and forming a habit of ignoring his bladder until it was too late. Accidents from not making it to the potty in time, even bed wetting, everything was getting out of hand. Why would today be any different?
The urge came again when he was playing one of his favorite video games with little Beomie who was fully regressed. The others felt confident stepping away if they needed to because Kai could only regress with the help of someone else and preferred his age dreaming anyways. If they needed help, Kai would call.
It began as a little tickle, shooting from his tummy to his groin. But he was so close to winning, he decided to shake it off, slamming his thumbs down on the buttons. He played ruthlessness against baby Beomie who was none the wiser, having fun regardless. It was the only time he could beat his gaming-god-Hyung. Two rounds later and it had already been an hour.
The squirming increased greatly by now. Muttering to himself about that extra sippy cup of apple juice he’d had, Hyuka took his Molang and squished it between his thighs, hoping the pressure would help. But it only got worse. To the point that baby Gyuie noticed his younger counterpart, losing the game with his controller clenched tightly in his hand as he rocked back and forth, unknowingly assuring his impending doom.
“Hyuka…”, Beomie noticed the signs, the accidents had become a big talk around the dorm, even his Appa had talked about him diapers as a precaution. Growing alarmed, Beomie called out, “APPA!!!”
“Nonononono”, whining Hyuka shook his head rapidly, not wanting to get in trouble.
Yeonjun stepped into the living room unsuspectingly wondering what was going on, though his baby bear being loud was nothing new. Once he spotted Kai’s current state, his eyes bulged out of his head before an exasperated sigh slipped his lips. It had gotten to that point.
“Hyuka…Y/n, you’d better come here.”, peeking over his shoulder, you weren’t far behind carrying a laundry basket containing freshly dried sheets from this very issue. Dropping the basket right on Yeonjun’s feet, unleashing an overdramatic yowl from his throat while you scampered to Hyuka’s side.
“Ningie, baby. Take a deep breath and stand up slowly okay??”, holding out your hands you spoke to him cautiously, trying to get him to settle his movements.
“Can’t!”, shaking his head even more violently, his eyes filled like puddles, rain threatening to flood them over.
“Firstly, stop moving. You’re pushing on your tummy and it’s gonna make you go.”
Immediately he froze, legs still twitching as he panted, trying to control his bladder.
Nodding your praise, you pulled his plushy slowly from him, placing it on the couch so you could offer your hands again.
Hovering nearby like the good uncle he was, Yeonjun was a millisecond from launching Hyuka over his shoulder and carrying him to the bathroom himself. Not far himself, Beomie watched in amusement. It was Kai-ya’s fault, of course.
Whimpering as your stern eye demanded his attention, he let you pull him to his feet. Stumbling like a baby dawn, Hyuka could hardly take a step, squeezing his tights together tightly in fear of wetting his favorite shorts.
“Oh for f***’s sake.”, Yeonjun stomped over, but just as he began to squat ready to throw the 4-year-old [trapped in a 6'0 tall man’s body] over his shoulder. Hyuka made an awful noise. Some Frankenstein of a gasp and a yelp ripped through his throat as he burst, flooding his shorts in an instant, leaking down his legs onto the carpeted floor.
“Eww!! Hyuka no!!”, Beomie crawled away hurriedly and you could only sigh, your eyes falling shut.
Tears finally pooling down his cheeks, Kai looked at you apologetically, fearing your anger more than the perpetual embarrassment he would feel later on.
“I’ll get Taehyun. I’m not cleaning this up alone again.”, huffing, Yeonjun retreated down the hall to fetch his band mate.
“Sorry, sorry.”, forcing himself to be big, he used the back of his hands to wipe his tears, his wet legs trembling now that they’d gone cold. Beomie had one thing right. These accidents were at least a little bit on Hyuka and if he was going to have accidents and not go potty like a baby, he would be treated as such.
“Come.”
Stepping from from the icky, soggy, wet spots on the carpet, he followed you to the bathroom, eyes glued to the floor, rubbing his hands together ashamedly.
Helping him peel his clothes off you got him in the bath, you stepped away to start the laundry as well as grab him some new clothes and a little something extra for your little baby Ningning.
Once he was clean and sulky as he let you dry him off, he glanced to the pile of clothes on the bathroom counter. Spotting one of his favorite green onesies he absolutely twinkled, wiggling his toes until he saw what lay atop it. He knew that pattern. You’d bought them as a precaution for his age sliding but he couldn’t stand them. Hyuka wasn’t that much of a baby! He was a big boy and he didn’t need diapies anymore!!
But before he could whine or fuss further, you shut him down. There was no way you could let him go diaperless around the dorm while he age dreamed if these accidents were going to keep happening.
“I’m not changing my mind, Hyuka.”, you spoke sternly, picking it up from the counter, you’d been so soft on him and it hadn’t seemed to be working. Throwing himself on the floor with a wail he kicked himself away from you until his back hit the back of the tub. An act you’d never witnessed from your little one. Mischievous and occasionally whiny sure, but bratty was never a word you’d used to describe him.
“Kai Kamal-“, you whispered, nearly snapping then. Taking a deep breath you spoke slowly, “You keep having accidents, baby… you know we gotta do this. At least until you can stay dry.”
“Noooo!! I can do it by myself!”, he cried. Everyone would know he was in these stupid diapers, it was bad enough that he couldn’t hold it in front of his Hyungs, but the diapers again? Watching you kneel to caress his cheek, he relaxed a bit, feeling your sincerity.
“I just gotta stay dry??”, he asked, letting you wipe his tears.
“If you can go on the potty and stay dry in your diapies until you go back to work on Monday, no more diapies. I promise.”, you held out your pinky. Gratified, he locked his with yours he leaned into your hug, accepting his fate.
Finally allowing you to dress him, pull-up diaper and all, he was allowed back in the living room where Taehyun had just finished power cleaning that spot on the floor.
“No one here until it dries. Thank god the manager made us buy this.”, Taehyun grunted as he lifted up the carpet cleaner and carried it to a closet.
All seemed well until Beomie noticed the way that Kai sheepishly waddled much more than normal, the puffiness of his bottom and the little crinkling noises. Nearly keeling over into a fit of laughter, he reached to poke at Hyuka’s bottom.
"Hyuka is just a dumb baby!! Even I can go to the potty!!"
"Gyuie, baby.", your voice drops, a warning tone in each syllable of your words.
"But he has to wear diapers!!", he defended.
"They're pull ups..", pouting Hyuka, hugged himself tightly and drifted to the edge of the room, wanting to disappear into himself. It was just as he thought.
Placing yourself in front of Beomie who was seated comfortably on the couch, you kneeled to his level, waiting for him to hold eye contact with you.
“You saw how upset Ningie was when he had an accident, didn’t you?”, you questioned. Nodding, his brows twitched once then twice as he thought about the words you were saying.
“Do we like it when your bubby is sad??”, spoke calmly, letting your question sink in. Empathy was a a very important skill for babies to have. And though Beomgyu was very empathetic, sometimes when he regressed, that playful part of him seemed to ignore that all together.
Shaking his head, his hair fluffed around as he pressed his lips together in a frown. He never wanted bubby Ningie to be sad.
“Then why are we saying mean words?? You’ve had accidents, haven’t you, Gyuie.”
Looking away, he couldn’t seem to meet your eyes, knowing he must be feeling just as embarrassed as Hyuka was.
“I don’t think that Gyuie would be very happy in Diapers, would you?”, you raised.
“Nuh!”, he exclaimed, sitting up straight in his seat.
“Well, I think your Appa would also agree that Beomie should also spend the night in a diapie just to make it fair. That way you can understand what our Ningie is going through.”, you ruffled his hair, it messing down over his eyes as he pouted, peaking through to look for his Appa. Yeonjun had appeared from the hallway and stood with his arm around Hyuka, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
“Come on, little man.”
The decision to put Beomie in diapers seemed to backfire on Yeonjun. Starting off nice with him refusing to put pants on, insisting he show off the pink shiny material along with the cutest teddy bear pattern he’d ever seen. Now Gyuie didn’t always like ‘girly’ things, but it was pink! His favorite! And it had little bears just like him! And the crinkle noise, Beomie finally found a new way to irritate his Appa and he was having the time of his life, forgetting about his game and wreaking havoc on the dorm and all of his Hyungs instead. So, Hyuka was short a gaming buddy, settling instead for some after cuddles and his favorite movie.
"Are you still dry baby??", you asked two hours later from your spot cuddled up against his back, after he’d finished another sippy of apple juice. Nodding against you he nuzzled your arm and squeezed his molangie to his chest. After dinner, though, you decided it was time for a potty break. Despite the instant denies from your little one saying he really didn’t need to go, and as embarrassing as it was, he went along with you anyways. After sitting for a few minutes he mumbled something, picking at his nails.
“What, baby?”, you set your phone down and leaned against the wall across from him.
“Sorry…”
“I know, sweetheart. You just gotta start going potty when you need to go, baby.”, you offered a reassuring smile, appreciating that he really was sitting here with you try to get control of his bladder again. Smiling he nodded, and finally went on the potty.
“Hey! Look at that! Good boy!”, you grabbed up his flustered face and pressed a kiss to his head before poking your head out the bathroom door.
“Hyuka went on the potty!!”, you yelled down the hall. After the week everyone had had with their accident prone HueningKai, it was a miracle.
Cheers and shouts of ‘good job Hueningie!’ came from both directions, but Kai only pouted and blushed, frustrated.
“Why’d you tell we everyone?!”, he whined again, your whiny baby. Why would you?
“Because I’m proud.”, and you knew, this little family of yours, they were all proud of him too.
“I hear you finally went, Hueningie?”, Soobin poked his head in the door. It was nothing he hadn’t seen before.
“Hyung!!!”, Hyuka moved to try to cover whatever he could but he didn’t know whether to cover his face or his body so he just curled up on himself and tried to get his pull-up on not-so-gracefully.
“The wolf finally emerges from the den after all the chaos?? You missed dinner.”, you chuckled, standing and helping Hyuka wash his hands like he liked you to.
“It’s been a long week! I was catching up on sleep. I’m sorry my Hueningie. Do you forgive Hyung?”, Soobin pouted, definitely getting defensive. But Kai was glad to be minus one extra pair of eyes for another incident. Once you dried his hands, he pouted right back at his Hyung.
“Awww. Come here my GumNing.”, Soobin held out his arms lowering himself and hugging his gum tighter than he might like.
“Hyungggg!!”, Hyuka groaned, squirming around.
“I like your diaper.”, Soobin giggled lowly letting him escape.
“They’re not diapies! They’re pull-ups!”
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🧸End note: sorry for the wait! this turned out long 💀 It’s nice to finally be getting to these requests after so long (months 🥲) hello to my new followers and thank you for staying with me to my old. This is my first time writing little!txt in diapers and going further in depth with accidents. I’d love to get some feedback on this. 💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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okay don’t overwork yourself with this request its just a drabble idea hehe, so write little reader being with taehyun in the dressing rooms getting ready for his performance with Lee mujin and him being nervous and though y/n is drifting between both headspaces they can see he’s nervous, so they hold his hands and reassure him that it’ll all go well and just fluff. basically small fluffy drabble of little reader taking care of their daddy ! - 🍰
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Nervous Daddy
Though Yeonjun had walked him through it repeatedly, having experience from his AOTM work with Studio Choom, Taeyhun still broke out in a cold sweat. Clenching and rubbing his hands together, trying to keep them in his lap, he continuously giggled nervously and wiggled around in his chair as the makeup artists dabbed the smallest amounts of BB cream over his smooth skin, getting him ready for his solo appearance on Lee Mujin Service. It was his first time doing anything without his Hyungs present and he was just thankful they allowed you to tag along. How he performed could mean a lot of things for his group, and while usually confident, he was nervous. All the reassurance he'd received from his members was now shrinking in the background.
Even though it was ridiculously cute, you pouted at the distraught state your Daddy was clearly trying to hide, you first handed him his coffee, giving his hands something to hold on to. Shaking his head no, he gave you an appreciative smile for trying as you set the drink back on the table nearby. Daddy looked especially pretty all dressed up this way and it was hard to maintain a clear head, you felt small and your mind was fuzzy. But you couldn't very well nuzzle up to him right there while they recorded the behind, you still wanted to help. So, wordlessly as he talked into the camera, you took ahold of his shakey hand with both of your own, squeezing a little 'i love you' squeeze. The action seemed so small to you but that little squeeze helped ground him so much. His baby was right there and you'd be right there behind the cameras if he needed somewhere to look, he had his anchor. 
When the cameras were finally put away and you had a moment to speak you gave him another little squeeze, having nearly slipped entirely over the way you could hold one of his hands in both of your tiny ones.  
"Daddy is the best singer... you'll do so good.", you whispered to him, looking at him with big eyes, completely sure of yourself. A little caught off guard by you being small right then he immediately went into Daddy mode and you could see in his expression he was worried and wanted to care for you.
"Don't worry about Daddy, baby..."
Huffing, displeased with that statement you brought his hand to your mouth and bit it just hard enough to make him yelp in surprise. Though it shouldn't be a surprise by now with how often you're found nibbling on the people around you whether it was in displeasure, a form of affection or just a baby with an oral fixation.
"What was that for?", he chuckled, his shaking had stopped a bit, your new distraction method working. 
"Daddy will do gweat.", you nommed on his hand once more, "Can we get strawby ice cweam after??"
The promise of one of his favorite sweet treats, which would be well deserved after all this anxiety, sounded lovely. But not more than your big puppy eyes, such a cute and welcome expression as you pouted and waited for an answer.
"Are you gonna watch Daddy??", he cooed, your hands still tangled with each other, a comforting feeling as it had always been his favorite form of skinship. 
Nodding proudly, you nibbled on his hand once more.
"Okay! Yes, we can get ice cream as long as you stop trying to eat Daddy when he has to show his hands on camera.", he laughed and pulled you into his arms for a quick hug after noticing the staff wave him down, respectfully giving thee two of you privacy, but it was still time to go.
"Are you ready??", he stood, hand still in yours.
"Daddy's gonna wock it!", your giggling exclamation finally seemed to give him back his usual confidence as he stood proud with that shining, slightly-cocky grin and pulled you along gently with him to where they'd be shooting.
"Don't I always?"
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🧸End note: I was feeling awful for going so long without writing so I looked through my requests again and this seemed to be an easy enough one to start with. I wonder if people actually read my end notes. currently listening to Heaven's Cloud by SVT. 💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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Little!Yeonjun and CG!Reader in which the reader gets sick and little yeonjun attempts to nurse the reader back to health and reader finds it so dang adorable that they end up trying to pretend its working when it actually isn't doing a darn thing
OK I KNOW THESE PHOTOS DONT MATCH BUT IDC HE IS LITERALLY PRECIOUS
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Bandaids and Kisses
When you came down with an unexpected fever, right in the middle of the workweek, Yeonjun called off work immediately insisting he stay by your side. Terribly worried, he wouldn't be convinced otherwise, reminding you that you hadn't been sick in ages. Stubborn as ever, he'd be there to care for you. 
It was already late in the evening so sleep was the obvious answer. You hoped the fever would break by morning so your boyfriend could get to his important schedule. But when morning did come, you're woken by shuffling and sniffles. 
"Mommy??", a little voice, slightly hoarse from crying called for you. When your eyes started to open he nearly pounced on you, laying on your chest. Face flushed, breath unsteady and sweat-slicked skin, your hair sticking to your forehead. Just the sight of you was enough to make him hysterical, unsure what he should do.
"Mommy wouldn't wake up. Mommy feels really hot nd Junnie was scawed."
Refraining from cursing, you did your best to scoot up in bed so you were leaning against the headboard. Yeonjun must have been really stressed to be regressing like this, at a terrible time. But what could you do? Figuring he'd be about four right now, you tried to coo and calm him but the tickle in your throat drew you into a fit of coughs. A small gasp left his lips as they quivered and he retreated to the end of the bed, afraid he was hurting you from his spot on your chest. He didn't like seeing his mommy like this.
"Can you bring the thermometer to Mommy, Junnie??"
Anxiously, he hopped off the bed and waddled up to the nightstand on the opposite side from you to fetch it. Before you could reach out to take it, he had already decided, "Junnie wanna do it!"
"Ah okay, baby.", you sighed and mustered up a smile, "See that green button??"
Climbing back onto the bed and settling at your side, he nodded, running little fingers over the button.
"Push it."
Letting out a small giggle as the screen lit up, his dark, kitten orbs shifted back to you, waiting for his mommy to tell him what to do next.
"is the screen lit up?", your neck craned forward a bit to catch a glimpse of the green-tinted screen.
"Uh-huh", he blinked those big kitten eyes, eager to be of help, to be a big boy for his sick mommy. Wishing you could fully appreciate his love and dedication even in this little headspace of his, you wanted nothing more than to kiss his cheeks and reassure him. But you needed to make sure you weren't hospital-bound.
"Okay, now hold it to Mommy's forehead and push it again."
Thankfully, though your temperature was high, no hospital trip was required. Things might be a little easier if you could get to the bathroom since you wouldn't be sending your little one to dig around in the medicine cabinet, but you were proud he was doing his best for you. Your smart little one waddled off without explanation, returning with an ice pack from the freezer.
"You're such a good boy, Junnie. Can you bring Mommy's phone??", you sighed and shivered a bit as you placed the icy coldness against your near-steaming forehead. Speedily, he placed your phone into your hand and waited, sat on the floor, sitting on his feet, earnest to be of assistance to you.
Neither of you were in any place to cook right then, your cold still going strong, and him, a wide-eyed little baby, it wasn't safe for him to be in the kitchen on his own. "Take-out it is". Ordering a soup for you and fried chicken for the baby, you let him crawl in bed with you and wait for it to arrive. Hearing a muffled knock at the door, you shifted in bed, trying to get up only to receive another fit of coughing.
"No!!", his hands went to your arm, tugging you to lie  back down, "Junnie will get it, Mommy!"
"Are you sure?? You won't spill it??", but he was already climbing out of bed.
"Nn... 'm not a little kid!!", he pouted and hoped you'd say the same. He could see that you needed him, he wanted you to need him, he could be a big boy for you.
"Of course not. Okay, baby. Just be careful with it!", you called out after your little one who had taken off before you could finish your sentence. Coughing into your elbow, you let yourself groan at the pain of your throat, now sore and raw. 
The crinkle of the bag could be heard all the way from your front door and down the hall; he was most definitely running back to you.
"Not too fast, Junnie, baby.", you called out to him but he was already panting in the doorway, arms full. Quite antsy, he shifted on his feet, tummy grumbling from the smell of what he knew could only be his favorite chicken.
"Come on.", you chuckled, voice still scratchy, "let's eat!"
Somehow you managed to convince him you could feed yourself, watching over him between spoonfuls of soup as he bit into his chicken, cheeks still full from the last bite.
Not wanting to show him how absolutely exhausted you were, you let him bring his doctor's kit out after the two of your had finished your meal. Rummaging through the little white bag, your little Junnie was too precious, barely containing his excitement. A chance to use the new toys that you'd bought him just a few weeks prior.
"Okay, Patient Mommy! Doctor Junnie will now take care of you!", he set out his purple stethoscope, thermometer, blood-pressure pump, and a toy injection on the bed next to you, carefully mulling over which he should use first. Finally settling on the stethoscope he placed it over his ears and shuffled up to you, lightly pressing the end over the left side of your chest until he heard the familiar thump-thumping that often lulled him to sleep.
"Do you hear Mommy's heart??", you raised your hand to run it through his hair, gently scratching at his scalp, the tiniest of bread-smiles twitching over his pouty lips as he leaned into your hand. 
"Wahh!!", he just about shouted as he stumbled out of bed, across the room, and into the bathroom, reappearing with a little box in hand. Reaching into the box as he bounced on his knees, back onto the bed with you, he pulled out a small handful of colorful Band-Aids. Picking out only the best ones for mommy, you didn't even question it when he started placing them over your face and arms, a little peck placed over each one.
"One"
"Two", one here and one there.
"Six"
"Mommy, what comes after ten??", Junnie tilted his head and pondered for a moment, but quickly remembered, nodding to himself. Now it was your turn to smile, your smart boy. Once he decided he was finished and sat back and grinned at his handiwork.
"Now Mommy has to get better!! You even told me so! Band-Aids and kisses fix all booboos."
"Mommy can't wait to be sick again so my baby can take care of me.", you pulled the smiley boy down, into your arms for a much-deserved snuggle, the weight of him comforting whether you were sick or not.
"NO!", he looked up at you and shook his head, squeezing his arms around your waist, "Mommy never get sick again!!"
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🧸End note: I’d love to hear some feed back on this!! Through all these requests I’m honestly really missing my Hyuka since I haven’t got any of his to work on 🥺💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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This is gonna sound like such a stupid convoluted request but caregiver!Soobin who just found out his partner (can be fem or gender neutral) age regresses as a coping mechanism. Soobin tries to ask if he can be the little's daddy only for his partner (not regressing at the time) to respond "i actually really don't like the term daddy, can I call you something else?" So the next time they have alone time the partner regresses and just shouts "BINNIE CAN I BUY THIS LEGO SET??? PLEEEEEEASE????" and it sorta just makes soobin melt
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Binnie!
Anxiously you scratched pink marks onto your wrist, sitting down on your pale yellow sofa as you waited for your boyfriend of three months, Soobin, who happened to be in the kitchen making popcorn for your movie. You had called him over for a date night, something that was quite regular for the two of you but tonight was going to be less so than usual, at least for you.
For, the past two weeks you had repeatedly talked yourself out of this conversation, wanting to avoid the inevitable. But it was an important conversation. It was a major part of your life, of you, and you couldn't continue to put it off. The future of your relationship could be decided in a matter of minutes with this anything-but-simple conversation and that fact alone was eating at you. Which happened to be the reason for this subconscious nervous habit of yours, making your skin raw.
"Soobin isn't like that", you whispered to yourself, drawing your knees to your chest. Soobin wouldn't leave you. Soobin wouldn't hurt you. You kept reciting these phrases in your head, to calm your nerves until you heard his heavy footsteps approaching.
"Did you say something?", he asked as he walked into the living room, tossing a popped kernel past his bunny lips while taking his seat next to you, the bowl of popcorn seated in his lap.
"Actually, I wanna talk to you about something."
At hearing this, he placed the television remote on the arm of the couch, and turned to face you, giving you his full attention, whilst your movie remained paused.
"Of course. What is it?", he leaned forward, setting the big blue bowl on your coffee table.
"Uhm well it's kinda hard to explain...", you started but soon trailed off. Everything came down to this moment right now. How Soobin took your confession would determine your fate. Taking a deep breath, you spoke again, "I want you to know that this is really difficult for me to- to tell someone."
His posture straightened, immediately feeling the weight of your words.
"When I get stressed or depressed or whatever else kind of -essed you can think of, the best way I know how to deal with it is called age regression."
You scan his face for any reaction but he's just listening intently, no sign of anger or disgust yet- no indication that he's supportive either, merely blinking as rushed babbling passed through your lips. The lack of response made your already loudly beating heart thump harder against your rib cage and there was no doubt in your mind that he could hear it too.
"I, uhm. I tend to act an age younger than I actually am. And I mean some littles…ugh- I want to tell you this so that if it happens... the ones who get really deep into it... like me.", you rambled, stumbling over your words and sentences, unsure if Soobin could even make out what you were saying at that point but his expression finally changed. You weren't certain what it changed to though, almost like he was deep in thought, your heart rate spiking once again. If you had said "Uhm" once more, you might've hit yourself right then.
Random words and information spill out your mouth like a fast-flowing river. For a conversation you were dreading to have, you couldn't stop talking. Words just kept coming. Somehow you managed to avoid telling him about caregivers, which you mentally pat yourself on your back for as you were afraid you'd overwhelm him and push him away.
"... and I'm telling you because I feel like I can trust you.", you finished. Letting out a little huff. He looked away for a moment as if he was processing all the information you'd just given him. You swallowed dryly, a slight ache creeping into your throat from the action.
"Do you understand?"
He finally noticed the distress you were feeling and took your hands in his, "Yeah... I think I do. You can be yourself around me, angel..."
Once he spotted the red mark on your wrist, which you had completely forgotten until now, you knew you were in for a talking to.
"I'll get the first aid kit", he pouted sadly. You two had talked about this too many times.
"There's hardly anything. I really didn't mean to.",that was the whole truth. Sincerely, you were working on it; this unconscious unhealthy habit.
"I know, angel."
Over the next couple of days, Soobin did his own research, finding out about caregivers and their role in a little's life. At first he wasn't sure about the difference between what he was for you now and what he would be if he became your caregiver. But reading on how intimate and important the bond between an age regressor and their caregiver was, his heart ached. You hadn't mentioned this to him. Did you even want him to care for you? A lot of pessimistic thoughts passed through his mind before he reminded himself of just how anxious you had been, telling him about such a vulnerable thing. If you'd have him, he'd love to.
Finally, he worked up the courage to talk to you about it the next time you were alone. This time no popcorn, just you and him, walking home from the corner store each with a banana milk in hand.
"About what we talked about... you know.. that night", he kicked at a pebble as he lowered his miniature straw from his mouth.
You were well aware of what he was referring to, so you nodded and replied with a small "Yeah?"
"I think I'd really like to give being your Daddy a shot...", his pace slowed as he listened for your response. Neither of you knew how anxious the other was.
"I... actually really don't like the term daddy, can I call you something else?", you picked at the skin around your nails. Pick, pick, picky. Were you being too picky? You really had to stop doing that, you thought as you stared down at your finger that was still picking away at your skin.
"Gosh, I'm sorry.. yeah, you can call me whatever you'd like." Soobin stopped walking and looked at you with soft smile, using his free hand to halt your anxious bad habits.
Relief. Incredible relief. You crashed yourself into his arms, nearly making him spill his milk and squeezed him until he chuckled and squeezed back. He could sense every bit of that relief and it spread over him until it was his own, just happy that you had come to rely on him this way.
"Thank you, so much Soobin."
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Later in the week, you took a store trip together. As you headed to check out Soobin's cell started ringing and he turned around to take it. It seemed at least semi important, maybe work, since he had stopped the cart suddenly, right by the toy section. You had been a little quiet today, teetering between headspaces when you saw something that made you slip so fast, you didn't know what hit you.
Settling the urgent matters in his conversation, Soobin glanced around trying to find where you had disappeared to.
"BINNIE CAN I BUY THIS LEGO SET??? PLEEEEEEASE????"
Mid-sentence, Soobin stopped speaking into his phone and turned his attention to you. His heart a melty-puddle in his chest, throbbing at your sweet little voice as you stood on your tippy toes reaching for the large box.
"Whatever you want, angel!", he grinned a terribly-in-love bunny grin, completely forgetting about his phone call. There were more important things to attend to, like reaching over your head to take hold of the toy set you'd been eagerly eyeing.
Things went a lot smoother after that. You, his little angel and he, your bunny Binnie. Regressing with him was easy and safe. Though, maybe he spoiled you a little too much, but you weren't complaining. It was as close to perfect as anything could get in the wreck of a world; happy.
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🧸End note: Whew I about gave myself a heart attack. I almost deleted this, being half asleep T^T. I sincerely don’t know why this took me so long because it made me smile so much!! I’m totally cool writing other names for caregivers if requested!! I just kinda default to what I’m comfortable with/what I lot of people use. I hope to hear back from you, anonie!! GENDER-NEUTRAL Caregiver Soobin T^T I love him <//3 my fav cg to write for sure. This hit pretty close to home, maybe I added a few too many details on some aspects? I just wrote and this is what I came up with. Missing him 💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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hi babie! it’s been a while and i’m back with a quick request💖
little taehyun misbehaving while having dinner with cg reader outside. reader is having a bad day already and wanted to wind down with her little only for little taehyun to create a ruckus in public.
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three squeezes means ‘ily’
Coming home from an exhausting day's work, your boss to thank, you found your boyfriend, Taehyun, climbing onto the kitchen counter. Bewildered, you couldn't imagine why he would do such a thing. But he would. Especially to get to his favorite cookies that you kept on a high shelf where even you couldn't reach them on your own. He was already regressed.
It was a rule that little Tyunnie knew well. Right now he was breaking two of them; no cookies before dinner and more importantly, if he was feeling small when he was on his own, he was supposed to call you no matter what.
"Kang Taehyun.", you stood in the kitchen, commanding his attention. Nearly falling off the counter, he froze and snapped his head in your direction. Without a word, he corrected his actions, climbing down and slowly making his way across the tiled floor until he was looking down at your feet.
"m sorry. I got hungry nd wanned cookies...", he frowned, afraid to look up to see the disappointment he was sure you had, plastered clearly on your face. But you were too tired to be disappointed. Throwing off why he may have suddenly regressed, you decided to get him dressed and take him out since he was feeling so hungry. Collecting his coat, you held it out for him, waiting for him to put his arms in.
"Can we eat nd watch teebee??", he asked, shying away from his coat a bit. He hugged his hands to his chest in an anxious manner.
"Yeah, baby. We're gonna go eat. Arms in.", you shook his coat, getting a little impatient. All you wanted was to go out for a nice evening with your baby kitty and forget about work. Reluctantly, he let you get him ready and followed you out.
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"Didn' wanna.."
"What was that, baby??", you hadn't heard his grouching, his head turned away from you as you drove.
"Missed you..", he mumbled a little louder, walking his fingers slowly over the interior of the car as he looked out the window, buildings blurring by.
"I missed you too, sweetie.", you reached for his hand and he let you interlock your fingers with his. Maybe if you hadn't been so lost in your head, you'd have notice how quiet he was being. Much quieter than usual when you'd come home from work. He continued his rather silent behavior even when it was time to order, refusing to pick anything from the adult or children's menu. You thought maybe he was being stubborn since he'd failed to get his cookies earlier, he wouldn't even color on the menu. Ordering for him and putting a rush on some strawberry milk you asked him about his day but he merely shrugged and played with his straw. The off-putting behavior continued into your meal when he poked at the table loudly with his fork.
"Tyunnie, I thought you said you were hungry??", you reached over, placing your hand on the fork to halt his actions that had already starting drawing attention.
"I wann go home..", he grumbled and threw the fork onto the floor. 
"Taehyun. What. are. you. doing?", you whispered sharply and waved down a waiter to get him a replacement.
"Noo...", he whined and kicked his feet under the table. People were really starting to stare.
"Taeh-"
"I wanna go home!!", he whined louder. If everyone in the restaurant hadn't noticed him before, they definitely did then. Composure faltering, you nearly raised your voice, but instead you took a deep breath.
"Mommy doesn't have the energy. If you want to go home, you'll finish your food and be a good boy."
"I-", Taehyun's voice broke and he lowered his face, trying to break himself of his headspace, "Y/n, can we please just go..?"
Lifting his sleeve he quickly wiped away any tears that slipped from his eyes and stood, putting his jacket on and pulling cash from his wallet to pay for dinner. Walking out the doors of the restaurant and heading to the car, he didn't wait for you to follow him.
"Taehyun!", you called after him, rushing to put your jacket on as you crossed the parking lot, "Please, wait!"
Worry clawed at your heart. You'd never seen him do this. 
Did you do this to him?
Leaning against the side of the car he waited for you to unlock it, since you had the keys, and slammed his door shut once he was inside. Sitting in the drivers seat, you closed your car door and faced him.
"Are you going to talk to me? What happened?", you were mentally and emotionally exhausted, but you could add confused and frustrated to that list as you sat in silence, waiting for an answer that didn't seem to come. Looking out the window at nothing in particular, he didn't even blink. You had to watch closely just to make sure he was still breathing, he sat so still.
"Taehyun. All I wanted after a hard day at work was to go out with my baby and relax and have a nice dinner. You caused a scene and ruined any chance of that and you won't even tell me why?"
"Did you ask what I wanted?", his fists were clenched, pressing red crescents into the palm of his hand.
"What?"
"Did you ask me what I wanted to do? I wanted you. I wanted to have a simple meal at home with just you and me and whatever stupid movie we'd put on. I'm tired too. I work too. I just wanted..."
Wanted or needed? What he needed had been affection and  a nap. Unable to think of words, you only felt shame. Both of you had this communication problem you could never seem to solve. 
"I'm sorry.", both of you apologized at the same time and another awkward silence filled the car. Neither of you were very good at admitting your faults, so the apology warmed the hearth of each of your hearts.
"Let's go home.", you sighed, setting your hand in the center as you turned the ignition, a sort of peace offering. Letting his hand fall into yours, he webbed them together and squeezed tightly three times. 'I. Love. You.'. 
Taehyun headed to the bathroom upon arriving home while you took of your jacket and ordered pizza, figuring neither of you were in the mood to cook. Sitting on the sofa, you took the remote and scrolled through movies looking for a particular animal documentary you'd promised to watch with your little Tyunnie on your next day off. He deserved it. 
When Taehyun came from the bathroom, he'd changed into comfier clothes and put on his favorite socks. Opening your arms, you tilted your head in question, hoping he needed the comfort of regression as much as you needed him. Without a word, he slipped, happy to retreat into the safety of his Mommy's arms. 
"Mommy that one's a Tamarin!", he whispered excitedly, pointing out the tiny, red-colored monkey that had appeared on the television.
"Oh, really? My little boy is so smart!"
The both of you had a lot to work on, especially communication. But you weren't worried. His hand finding yours it squeezed again; 'I. Love. You.'
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🧸End note: communication is important!! The title is longer than usual, but so are TXT’s titles!! 💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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Requests open?? HECK YES. Little!Beomgyu with platonic CG!Yeonjun!! There aren't nearly enough platonic caregiver fics of ANYTHING and platonic caregivers are honestly awesome. I'd love little!Beomgyu trying to figure out a video game and getting frustrated so Yeonjun comes to help him. -♐️ anon
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Tteokbokki?
"Hyungie! Hyungie! Hyungiiieeeeee!!!", Beomgyu called, bouncing in his place on the carpeted floor where he was seated, cross legged in front of the large television screen. It was proving a bit difficult to understand and play his favorite game while little, but he couldn't give up yet!
"What?! What?! What?!", Yeonjun popped another seasoned potato chip into his mouth from his spot on the couch without looking up from his phone. He'd stayed behind with his little Gyuie, while the others went out for some fun so he could spend the day together with his favorite little brother after a long week of promotions. But this also proved to be a challenge since they didn't always have a lot in common while Beomgyu was regressed. So there they sat, Beomie playing his game and Yeonjun alone on the couch, watching over him.
"Wanna play with Heeseungie but I don' 'memer how...", the red haired boy pouted, hair flopping a bit when he tilted his head, his pink controller falling to his lap in defeat.
"C'mere bub.", Yeonjun smiled setting his unfinished chips on the table to the left of him. The problem was so simple yet so difficult to his sweet Gyuie's four-year-old brain to figure out. Yeonjun often found little Beomie's innocence and naivety refreshing at times like this. Yeonjun crossed his legs so Beomie could take a seat in his lap, assisting him with the controls so he'd know exactly what to do next time.
"Thankie", Beomie crawled back onto the floor once his friend had been added to his team.
"No hug for Bubbie?", it was Yeonjun's turn to sport a fitting pout. Giggling, Beomie stuck out his tongue before he continued playing his game.
"You're lucky I love you, brat.", Yeonjun crumpled up his now empty bag of chips and tossed it at the boy's head with a chuckle.
Beomgyu could be the epitome of the word 'stress' and the name 'brat' was VERY fitting in Yeonjun's opinion. But he loved his favorite little brother anyways and would care for him until the world crashed and burned even if he lead him to die of a premature heart attack. (Not over exaggerating). When Beomgyu first started regressing, opening up to the members, Yeonjun found himself naturally taking the role of caring for his best friend. While it seemed like a heavy responsibility, he wouldn't change a thing.
Not too long later, Beomie was pouting and throwing a fit. The worst part about his favorite game were the amount of hackers and cheaters and the little one just couldn't comprehend the unfairness.
"Oh, says you, you little cheater.", Yeonjun snorted, absorbed into his phone again. An obnoxious, insulted gasp left the red haired boy's mouth as he whipped his head around toward the big brother he'd surely be disowning.
"Oh? So you're telling me I'm lying?", Yeonjun gave a crooked grin, happy to poke fun at the brat who always did the same to him.
"I never cheat like that!!", Beomie insisted, trying not to giggle and break character, "not as bad as Hyuka...", he mumbled.
"Was that a confession???", Yeonjun smirked, eyebrows flying up. Beomie fidgeted in his spot, ready to take off the instant Yeonjun stood from the couch.
"That's ten minutes of tickling for you!", Yeonjun jumped from his seat but not fast enough to catch his little one who bolted out of the room and down the hall.
"Don break your back, old man!!", Beomie cackled like the gremlin he was, locking himself into Yeonjun's room. Huffing for air when he reached the door, Yeonjun fiddled with the handle.
"So you won't be mad if I order tteokbokki... and eat all of it for myself, right?", Yeonjun listened to the giggles behind the door suppressing his own laughter, “Cause Bubbie can do that easily, ya know-“. Sliding his back down the door as Beomie had done, he found himself a little frustrated by the brat that had locked him out of his own room. Though not long after, the lock quickly clicked and Yeonjun was falling back on his bedroom floor with an “Oof”, the door opening behind him and a fluff of red hair peeking out.
"Tteokbokki??"
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🧸Endnote: I love platonic caregivers I guess I just like my ships and love stories too much >< I'll try to write platonic relationships more. Ahhh my brain wasn't 100% sure where I was going with this but here we are! Also 🥺🥺🥺💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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Can you make a Soobin CG X Fem Little Reader.
*based off of his live yesterday*
Soobin is doing a vlive and she comes into his studio while he's doing arts and crafts and wants to do them with him in that moment while he's live. MOAs loving her and find her adorable 🥺
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VLIVE
At the sound of the door to the studio room creaking, Soobin turned, eyebrows raising in surprise at the sight of you standing in the doorway, your little bundled right fist held closely to your mouth in a way that resembled a child.
"Oh! Hi, angel!", with you being so shy, he hadn't expected you to come to him while he was in the middle of a live, especially alone; you were always accompanied by himself or another member when navigating the walls of the maze like building.
"She saw you with the glitter and immediately insisted I bring her down here.", Taehyun chuckled, appearing in the doorway, answering Soobin’s previous thoughts. Then, he walked over to stand next to the older member, so the audience could see him.
"Hi, MOA!!!", he waved both his hands, smiling widely, and looked over the comments. Everyone spammed with greetings, excited to see him, and asked if you were there as well since they couldn't quite see you yet.
"Yep. She's here. Come sit down and say hi to them, angel!", Timidly shuffling over to your daddy, Soobin took your hand and pulled you into his lap. Taehyun excused himself with a last-minute finger heart so the two of you could share the time on Vlive without him interrupting any further. Looking down at your feet, shyly, you said a simple "hello" and turned to hide your face on his shoulder, soaking in his comforting scent.
"You guys remember my little baby from my last live, don't you??", with a hearty laugh, he referred to his live from only a week before, where he played both of your favorite songs as he finally introduced you to MOA. The comments had quickly filled with praises and heart emojis, asking all sorts of questions like how long the two of you had been together and why you dressed the way you did, carrying around a teddy. Soobin was more than happy to explain the dynamic of your relationship, including how much he loved being your caregiver. Both of you had been a bit anxious when Soobin had received permission to show you off to the public, but things were going better than either of you could have hoped.
 "I think my Angel came to do some face painting with us. Isn't that right??", Soobin grinned, pressing a kiss to your cheek. That display of affection sent the chat into a frenzy, all cooing at your little giggles. Turning a bit, you held up both hands to block your mouth and whispered something into his ear. The comments picked up again, obviously curious as to what you could be saying. 
"Angel's feeling a little shy today. But she said she wants to put heart gems on Daddy's face. Right, baby??", he chuckled, picking out the sticker sheet and placing it in your hands. Kicking your feet contently, you peeled them off, one-by-one placing them over his cheeks as he talked to his fans about recent group activities and denying comeback spoilers. Another giggle left your lips because you knew quite a few spoilers yourself.
"Soobin looks like an art project. Add glitter.", he winced at the comment, regretting choosing to read this one. He knew you'd jump at the chance to use glitter, his silly baby. 
"You guys really want to see me suffer.", he teased, pouting at you. Picking up a blue-colored, tiny container of makeup glitter, he showed it off to the camera, a pleading look on his face then to you.
"This stuff is kinda thick. Huening was playing with it earlier. Are you sure you wanna submit me to such torture?", he playfully begged, his arms wrapped around your middle, bouncing you a little on his knees. Of course, they agreed, but you would have asked and got your way anyhow. He let you pick your favorite glitter and dab it over his face, sparkles everywhere. 
"Daddy's gonna have a lot of clean up to do after this, huh, Angel.", he sighed but the corners of his lips twitched into a smile, more so once he heard your sweet laughter. How could he not be happy this way? He had his angel and his MOAs. 
Successfully turning his face into a child's art project, Soobin then took his turn, gently painting bright, pink anime-blush marks onto your cheeks. Everyone insisted you were a "kawaii anime girl come to life", making a real blush cover your cheeks. 
"She's so cute. I wanna put her in my pocket and take her home with me.", Soobin read another comment out loud, your face warming even further.
"Ah, I agree with you! I think she's cuter than HueningKai even!! But unfortunately, this little one is alllllllllll-", he hugged you tightly in his lap, drawing out the word and giving you pecks in between, "MINE!!"
The two of you finished your second ever capture-time, cleaned off your faces, and waved goodbye to MOAs so Soobin could get to his next schedule. But really, he wanted to spend a little more time with you.
"Is this gonna be a reoccurring thing, Angel?? Coming to Daddy's lives?", he turned you around in his lap to face him.
"Wanna be with Daddy, always.", you nuzzled into his neck, a bit sleepy. It was getting rather late for a little one like you to be awake.
"Daddy wants to be with his baby always too, Angel. But right now, my little one is gonna go take a nap and wait for Daddy to pick you up to go home. Okay? Can my good girl do that for Daddy?", he spoke softly, rubbing circles on your back in acknowledgment that you were indeed falling asleep.
"Uh-huh", you lifted your head and let him pick you up and take you along to a free room where you could sleep peacefully until his workday was done.
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🧸End note: it’s not a Soobin live without him talking at least twice about Hueningkai <3 also! A twt MOA said that MOAs don’t get jealous when we see txt with girls because we’re all gay?? Bahahha 💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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i’m back! a quick note before the request: i love you so much! 😘 also a little yj cos he’s a baby okay🥺
for the request: little yeonjun x cg reader
prompt: yeonjun and reader watches a horror movie. they went to bed but when reader falls asleep, little yeonjun couldn’t help but get sacred if the monsters will come and get him.
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Hey, my love! I just got your newest request hehe I love all of your ideas. Thank you for giving me my first little!Yeonjun story. He deserves all the love <33 LIGHT ANGST WARNING!!
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Mommy and Monsters
Late in the evening after ordering take-out, you sit on the couch with your boyfriend, Yeonjun, trying to pick out a movie. You hand the remote to him so you can dig into your food, ravenous. Your boyfriend watched a lot of movies and shows, so he definitely had an eye for what's good and what's trash. Poking your chopsticks into your takeout box, you pull your plush, purple throw blanket over your laps as he scrolls through recommended.
"Babe, let's watch this one.", he hits play on a newly released horror film dropping the remote to dig his chopsticks further into his takeout.
"Are you sure?", you poked at your food. He did pretty well with horror movies and scary things. Unless he was little, which, he didn't appear to be at all, but you could never be sure. If he wanted to watch the movie then who were you to stop him?
"Yeah, why not?", he said, unworried, with a mouth full of food.
The first half of the movie was pretty tame, giving you time to finish dinner, takeout boxes abandoned on your low coffee table. Drawing his feet up, onto the couch, he tucked at your waist, pulling you closer. Now you could feel every flinch and tensing of his muscles as the movie geared it into overdrive.
"Are you okay, Jun?", you slightly nudged at his chin with your nose but he didn't seem to notice, eyes rapidly shifting over the tv screen.
"Yeonjun.", you sat up a little, trying to get his attention. You were starting to worry but he was an adult man after all...
"What? Huh? Yeah, I'm good.", laughing it off, he kissed your cheek to ease your worried expression and glued his eyes back to the screen.
After the movie, things seemed to be fine. Cleaning up the living room, the two of you got ready for bed, eventually landing under your covers, ready to call it a night. You'd had a long day and were relieved to finally be getting some sleep. As you drift off you roll over away from him in your sleep. Lying there on his side, he stared out into the deep blackness of your bedroom without even a glimpse of moonlight to be of comfort. In the late hours that pass he tossed and turned, clenching his eyes shut tightly. Finding it hard to sleep, he still grew sleepier, the uneasy feeling of anxiousness prickling over his skin, coldly. Pulling his knees into his body and his feet away from the edge of the bed, he opens his eyes, peering into the darkness. Shapes and shadows trick his eyes, fear creeping up the back of his neck. He hadn't even noticed his breathing getting heavier as he clenched his eyelids closed once more. Frightening thoughts crossed his mind against his will.
That creature... the monster. What if it found him?
No!
What if just thinking about it could lead it right to you?
Desperately he tried to stop thinking but he couldn't get it out of his head. The lines blurred and he found himself feeling helpless and alone. Taking one of his larger plushies, he wrapped his entire body around it, pressing his face into the soft plush.
Quiet whispers and whimpers shook you from your slumber. Immediately you knew your baby was scared.
"go to sleep go to sleep go to sleep"
"Junnie?", you called out as you rolled over. But he didn't hear you over the sound of his own pounding heart. Sitting up, you reached out to him. The moment you grazed his arm Junnie gave an almost voiceless yelp, already on his feet to get away, hugging his plushie to his chest in the dark. He whimpered so fully expected cold, dead hands to latch on to him instead of your warm, gentle ones.
"Mommy..help me...", still his eyes were clamped shut, lashes clumped together as he tried to keep tiny broken sobs from leaving his mouth as well as his erratic breaths, horrified; the monster may have found him.
"Junnie... it's okay. It's mommy...", you spoke in a comforting tone as you leaned over to turn on your bedside lamp.
Sensing the light, he blinked slowly, trying to see your glowing outline through blurry, tear-filled eyes that were red and puffy from crying for who knows how long. Seeing you there with arms wide open for him made him burst into tears and crawl across the bed in his Spiderman footie pajamas, quickly into your arms.
"the m-movie... scary. I'm scared.", he stammered, salty tears still spilling out over his raw cheeks whilst he grabbed anxiously at your clothing as if he couldn't get close enough to you and far enough from whatever terrifying monster he was fearing in his head.
"I know, baby... Let's turn on your night light. Will that help you sleep?", wearily, you rocked him back and forth, rubbing firm circles on his back to calm him. Junnie nodded but contrary to his agreement, he began clinging to you even tighter so you couldn't leave him.
"Okay... take your time, sweetie...you're safe.", you let out a painful sigh, your heart aching for him.
After what seemed like hours, your little Junnie's sobs had finally ceased, replaced with soft snores, the full weight of him in your arms. Pulling him down into bed with you, you decided on two things. Firstly' you'd leave the light on for him, just for tonight. And Secondly;
no more scary movies this close to bedtime.
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littletxt · 2 years
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hewooo could i be 💞 anon? i would like to request a cg yeonjun x little fem reader with the prompts "daddy is so proud of you, little one" and "hear my heartbeat? just focus on that"
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Fear of the dark
"Daddy?!! Daddy!", you felt like you couldn't breathe. Your night light wasn't working and you felt around but you couldn't find your phone. It seemed to be pitch black inside your room so your eyes weren't adjusting at all. It seemed to be a moonless night and unfortunately the streetlights were also out.
You’d struggled with your nyctophobia since you were a child. There had been an unfortunate event that caused a lot of deep trauma, and the only person who knew about it was your boyfriend. You could handle it for the most part until you regressed. And tonight of all night was the night you woke up deep in little space. You needed him.
"Kitten? What's going on?? Hey, baby. You're okay, I've got you.", Yeonjun felt around in the darkness, his arms immediately going around you as he sat up next to you in bed. He cooed and rocked you back and forth, trying to help you calm your breathing. He noticed how dark it was and knew that's what was triggering this panic attack. He blinked a few times, eyes adjusting enough to find his phone and turn on the flashlight, but he got an empty battery icon. He muttered a curse, hoping you didn't hear as he continued rocking you.
"It's t-too dark. Daddy 'm scared.”, you cried into his chest, struggling to calm your fast paced breaths.
The power must have been out for a while before you noticed and woke him since his phone didn't charge. 'Think, Yeonjun, think.', he thought to himself. He knew how hard it would be to calm you since when you regressed, you were terrified of the dark. Your whimpers were breaking his heart.
"You're breathing too hard. Breathe with me. In. Just like that. And out... good girl.", he praised you in a sweet and hushed voice, helping you relax a little. Your heart still anxious as you kept your eyes screwed shut in the dark.
"Come, kitten. Come lay with Daddy. You're gonna be okay.", He pulled you down with him, laying your trembling head on his chest.
A noise came from outside, sounding like someone screeched to a stop at the nearby stop sign. Undoing his work, having you hyperventilating all over again. He didn't know what time it was, but it was late and he had half a mind to go out there and tell them off if it wasn't for you shaking in his arms.
"Shh, honey. Breathe. Listen, do you hear Daddy's heart??", he whispered, drawing your attention. When he felt you nod against his chest, he listened for a few more deeper breaths before he continued.
"That's good, kitten. Just focus on that, listen to Daddy's heartbeat, little one.", he cooed, stroking your hair gently as your crying slowed to sniffles and your breathing slowed again.
"You're doing so well, honey. So good.", he kept his voice soft and relaxed, the soft 'bum-bum' of his heart lulling you back to sleep.
"Kitten?", he whispered. Letting out a breath of relief when you responded only with deep breaths, completely relaxed against his chest.
"Sweet dreams, kitten."
The next morning.
"Good morning, my sweet kitten.", Yeonjun smiled with a soft laugh as your eyes fluttered open, meeting his deep brown ones, glowing golden from the sunlight shining in through the window.
"Mm..morning.", you yawned, still quite a bit sleepy.
"Daddy's so proud of you, little one. You were so brave for me.", he brought the back of his hand to your cheek, stroking it softly. Your heart warmed. He was always there when you needed him.
"Is the power back on??", you mumbled and cleared your throat, trying to wake up a little.
"Yeah, it came on not long after you just fell asleep, kitten. Daddy's perfect babygirl.", he rubbed his nose against yours with a hoarse, morning-voiced giggle.
"Thank you, Junnie...", you pressed your forehead against his. And no more words were spoken for a while. When he checked, you had fallen back asleep.
"My sleepy kitten.", he chuckled softly and kissed your cheek before getting out of bed to make breakfast.
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littletxt · 2 years
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hi baby, could I please request cg yeonjun x little fem reader? please with one of the prompts "use your words sweetheart", or "shh, you're safe. I won't let you go", whichever one speaks to you more. I'm not quite sure about everything yet as you know, but I think I'd like little age to be around 6-8 if that's okay? >¬< love u <333333
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Shibuya Sky
It had been a such long time since Yeonjun had gone on a proper vacation; with his occupation taking up the majority of his time, he rarely got the chance to relax and spent time with you. That's why this particular vacation was so special to him and he was grateful to be spending it with you, in the one place you both dreamed of visiting for as long as the two of you could remember. Shibuya, Japan; fashion central. He dragged you right into the heart of it, excited to explore every crevice, to find all the different shops, latest fashion trends of Japan, and to see all the sights of the big city. You'd end up with a million bags if you didn't stop him but a part of you didn't want too, you had never seen him this excited, and you knew he fully intended to buy anything his little princess desired.
Yeonjun had quite the eye for fashion. But so did you, leading to you both picking out different outfits for each other and disappearing into the dressing rooms before reappearing fully transformed into the dazzling outfits. Showing off your chosen fits for each other, you both put on a performance; walking up at down the boutique's spacious aisles and striking dramatic poses, your own little couple fashion show.
"Ahh! Look at my babygirl. Grr... I wanna make everyone close their eyes so only I can look at my little cutie forever.", he cooed, squishing his hands against your cheeks and leaning down to place a rough yet loving smooch on your forehead before you could even get a good look at the outfit he was modeling for you. Frustrated, you pouted. You knew that he knew what he was doing. It was so easy for him to make you feel small, he was your weakness.
"Aww, my pouty baby. Come on, we're going somewhere you'll like very much.", he gave you a cheesy grin before speaking to the person at the register to ring up the many outfits the two of you had chosen. Exiting the store in your newly purchased matching outfits, the two of you looked like runway models; matching red jackets, yours a deep velvet corduroy whilst he wore a large faux fur coat, underneath that you modeled a tight black and white patterned camisole, black lace neatly sewn across the neckline as your boyfriend had a simple black tee. Your short denim pleated skirt displayed your pretty legs, meanwhile, for your feet, you sported black high heel boots with Yeonjun paired in denim and shiny boots too. To top it all off, you wore a complementary red beret and your signature pink-tinted sunglasses.
From there you left your bags with his personal driver, as he pulled you toward a tall building, Shibuya Sky. You didn't look up. You didn't need to look to know it was much taller than you'd like. But Yeonjun was right there, holding your hand as you entered the glamorous, chic giant and made your way toward an escalator. Your boyfriend could sense your anxiety, though it was unknown why. Chalking it up to a fear of escalators, he thought it over. It was hard to avoid in such a place. So, he squeezed your hand twice, waiting for you to squeeze back, then repeat. Keeping your eyes on him, before you knew it, your trip up the escalator was over.
People blurring past you, Yeonjun eagerly tugged you along, two sets of ringed fingers intertwined, one with multicolored cute designs and the other with silver fashion rings, to a blinding vision of pink and white. A Hello Kitty shop. Hello Kitty merchandise of all sizes and types lined the walls. As your eyes darted around, taking everything in, the first thing they settled on was a Hello Kitty plushy that was nearly as big as you. Toddling over to it with wide eyes, as if pulled by an unseen force, you balled your fists in your red jacket sleeves, holding them tightly to your chest.
"Baby wants the big plushy??", he whispered with a little giggle, knowing very well what was happening. Stressed with Uni, you needed this vacation just as much as he did. But he felt it wouldn't really be a vacation if you were trapped in your thoughts as always. His little one deserved to be carefree and happy. He'd planned the entire day, focused solely on you.
Feeling shy, you merely nodded, a faint blush covering your cheeks as you blinked with big baby eyes at him, shifting between his many shiny accessories and his pretty dark eyes that smiled down at you.
"Daddy... wan that.", you looked at the little girl in a passing stroller who sported a Hello Kitty pacifier. Yeonjun looked around, but came up empty handed, resulting in a very pouty baby.
"They must have bought it somewhere else, baby. But Daddy promises he'll hunt to the ends of the earth to get you a Hello Kitty paci, Princess. How does that sound??", he squished your cheeks, pressing kisses to your forehead repeatedly until he heard little giggles of "stop it".
After spending what was definitely too much money on Hello Kitty merchandise, Yeonjun called his driver to pick up the rest of your things so he could take you to the Boba shop across the way that you'd been eyeing, it advertised an especially delicious looking puppy shaped cream bun.
The day had been perfect. You had your Daddy, you had your treats. So happy to be in his arms, you hadn't even realized you were being whisked away somewhere new, or even up a particularly large escalator. Unbeknownst to you, you were already on the ninth floor and rising. It only hit you as you landed on the twelfth floor, a seating area he had planned to sit with you while you enjoyed your treats, but that hardly matter when the endlessly humungous windows overlooking the buildings and the streets below you came into vision. Yeonjun didn't know this, but you could barely stand the height from standing on a chair let alone being over ten stories from the ground.
Before you could get your bearings, your knees tremble and give out, slamming hard on the ground while you grip onto your Daddy's pant leg for dear life. Already drowning in dizziness as things blurred around you, panic sets in. The lights seemed so bright, the walls too close as if you could fall right through the wide and tall windows before you. Deaf to your own heavy breathing, it starts to feel as if you're suffocating, all within a matter of minutes, before Yeonjun could even grasp what was happening. Scooting backward from the windows until you hit a wall, he tried to keep you from hiding within your knees.
Lifting your head with both his hands, he tried to block your vision from looking at anything but him. "Baby, you gotta tell Daddy what's going on.", he tried to swallow his own anxiety as he watched you fall apart before him. Incoherent sobs were all that left your lips.
"Use your words, sweetheart. Deep breath, use your words.", he cooed, taking a deep breath as well so you would follow his lead.
"High. T-too high.", you hiccupped through more sobs, "'m scared.."
Only then did it hit him, "Daddy's so so sorry, baby girl.", he cursed to himself, wishing he had known, unable to imagine what he had put you through today. Just like he had learned from your therapist, he calmed your breathing and coaxed you into his arms before being the bearer of bad news.
"We gotta go back down..."
You lost it all over again, "Daddy, I can't!!".
People were staring now. You were too delirious to care and he only hoped no one would say anything, he didn't have the strength to keep from hitting someone on your behalf right then.
"Hey, hey! Baby girl." He whispered, commanding your attention through your stifled sobs, "I know. You can close your eyes, I'll hold you the entire time. You know I would never, ever let anything bad happen to you. You know that, Princess."
Suddenly he remembered something. Reaching into his pocket to feel around for it, he nearly gasped in relief knowing he'd actually done something right today. He had pocketed one of your pacis earlier in the morning just in case, as he usually did.
"Okay, we're gonna stand up now, and Daddy's gonna huh you alright?", he showed you the baby-pink paci he held in his hand, "it's not Hello Kitty but would you like to suck on your paci for now, sweetheart?"
Nodding, you let him slip it into your mouth, having you stand so he could hug you close, shielding you from peering eyes. "Good girl.."
Rubbing your back, he cooed soft praises and comforting words, knowing he was the only one seeing his precious little one this way. All anyone else would see was a hugging couple, nothing more and definitely nothing less.
Holding you tightly to his chest, Yeonjun finally managed to get you to go back down the escalator with him, "Shhh, you're safe. I won't let you go.", he was thankful he hadn't decided on the side of the building with the larger view.
"Good thing I didn't take you to Tokyo Skytree, heh. Or the top floor for that matter...", he chuckled bitterly to himself.
Deciding that was enough eventfulness for one day, it was straight to the hotel for you to rest until he'd take you for dinner. It was obvious you were exhausted, and he was still working on grounding you in such a fragile state of mind, his little one. Holding you to his chest on the white sheets on the room's king bed, he had you tap out the beat of his heart on his arm. But soon the taps slowed. Tap tap.... tap.. tap.....tap..... Peaking down at you, he saw your pretty long lashes fallen completely shut, your breathing finally deepening, sinking into a much-needed slumber. Letting a small smile form on his lips, he sighed.
"Room service it is."
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🧸End note: (been waiting to post this for a hot minute) as an author I know I shouldn’t write with someone specific in mind when I write these, but you’re my best friend and I absolutely couldn’t help it… I love you, Julia💕
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littletxt · 2 years
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hii um will you write a headcanon on each member as caregivers if their s/o was a little ? <3
Hey there! Not sure if it’ll be any good but let’s get to it! God this made me so soft I had to take a break multiple times🥺😭💕I hope these fit ok
@i9802s helped me with Yeonjun’s part. Thank you for requesting this❣️
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Yeonjun💜
Nicknames for his baby: kitten, baby girl/boy
💜To daddy Junnie, you’re his whole world and while he may be a little cold to the rest of the world he’d do anything for you and practically let you get away with murder just for his little baby to be happy. Which is how you end up dressing him up in a tutu and fairy wings and lots of messy lipstick and blush. Because all it takes to melt his heart is two seconds of puppy eyes and he’s in the palm of your little (sometimes devious) hands.
💜But don’t let him make you believe he hates it, he’s definitely pretending to be a fairy and chasing you around whilst you giggle and try to running away ! Before you get to far he’s grabbing you up into a hug while you scream and giggle. No amount of “stop it, daddy”’s can cease the endless tickles you’ll receive once he catches you🥺 your smile makes him smile and you’ll both have the dopiest grins on your faces during playtime.
💜Is often babying you even when you’re not regressing. Doesn’t matter where. He loves to show off his kitten to his friends. He’ll make sure you’re comfy with them, when he first introduce them to little you. This is a big step because his members are very important to him and he wants to see you all interact and be able to baby his kitten freely in front of them.
💜Being your caregiver feels like his whole life. Everything reminds him of you. When he sees children and their parents, toys at a store or cartoon advertisements, seeing your favorite color(s). He will immediately text you no matter where he is to check up on his kitten. This is how you accumulate more toys, coloring materials and stuffies than you have space for.
💜When you’ve broken rules he’s very lenient and lets you explain first which only sometimes gets you out of punishments like extra chores or if it the rule was important enough possibly a couple swats on your bottom immediately followed by lots of aftercare for the both of you because it would hurt him more than it hurt you. But the dynamic between the two of you is very important to him so it must be done.
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Soobin💙
nicknames for his baby: angel, baby, angel baby (inspired by him singing angel baby because I’m absolutely obsessed with it and he makes me soft)
💙Soobin would be one of the softest daddies in the world. Maybe you’d think you could take advantage of that to do what you want? No way. He’s so sweet and soft with you, you couldn’t even think of being bratty. Always caring pats on the head, holding your hand everywhere you go. Always reminding you to eat and is there to help you care for yourself. He would easily fall deep into daddy space the moment you call for him. Wanting nothing more than to love and care for you.
💙Loves to feed you even when you’re capable of feeding yourself. He also loves to squish your cheeks and so your lips puff out and you look so adorable to him! Lots of squishy faced kisses from daddy 😌💕 this leads to a ritual of the two of you squishing each other’s cheeks to give kisses 😭 <3
💙He makes you feel so tiny all the time, reminding you you’re too little (him being a giant certainly helps) will make a point of reaching for things that are on high shelves for you. Always makes sure he has a sippy cup with your favorite juice ready for you.
💙He likes to bake to bake and will help you mix things up (leave the grownup stuff to daddy) but you’ll likely end up with batter or frosting all over which he’s definitely going to snap a pic of and use as his wallpaper because he finds it so cute. His angel is little they got all messy while helping him bake 💙 But messy baby means bath time!
💙Loves to play with your hair and tie it up in cute little pigtails. Obviously he can’t help himself and it constantly giving you apple hair just to be able to coo at his adorable angel.
💙Number one baby talker:
“Who’s my precious wittle angel?”
“Awe is my wittle angel sweepy? Is it ni-ni time?”
“Does my wittle baby want nummie snackies?”
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Beomgyu💖
nicknames for his baby: darling, jagiya, sunshine, every possible sweet name under the sun
💖He’s your daddy bear and the place you can run whenever you need him. He’s the comfiest safe place. Always whispering comforting words and reassurance to his little, making sure you always feel his love and protection no matter how far you are from him. Another member that strongly falls into daddy space, needing to protect and care for you even in the smallest ways.
💖He’ll never wanna part from you physically. No matter what the two of you are doing he’s got you on his lap. If he can wrap his arms around you, they’re stuck there unmoving, giving you an occasional squeeze and pulling you closer. If he can’t, he’s got a hand on your head, stroking your head and playing gently with your hair. No one can tell which of you is more clingy.
💖If you get a booboo he will kiss it a million times even after you tell him it’s all better. His little one got an ouchy! Of course he would react this way! Kisses are immediately followed by the cutest bandaids with your favorite characters that he keeps on hand for his clumsy baby.
💖Reads you lots of bedtime stories and is always weak and finds it hard to say no when you say “one more story? Pleeeaaase daddy?”
(I can’t stop imagining him giving you kisses on your paci and it’s so cute )
💖Loves having coloring sessions with you and will put all the things you draw on the refrigerator and take at least one in his wallet everywhere he goes <3
💖He will desperately try to carry you everywhere insisting you’re far to little to walk anywhere on your own.
💖Always referring to himself in third person which makes you soft:
“Daddy’s heart would just break if you fell and got a booboo! Daddy would have to give you so so many kisses! Hmm…why doesn’t daddy show just how many.. mwahmwahmwahmwahmwah”
“Daddy loves you so much, sunshine.”
“Does daddy get a kissie??”
“Shhh… daddy’s got you, little one.”
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Taehyun💛
nicknames for his baby: sweetheart, pumpkin
💛Appa or Dada for sure 💕 I’m feeling overprotective vibes for Taehyunnie. Watching over you, making sure you’re safe. He’s soft for you. But at the same time he wouldn’t be afraid to discipline you if you’re breaking rules (he takes those very seriously). Especially in public. Look forward to no cartoons for the evening if he hears a swear come from your mouth. You get one warning. But after any punishment you’d get all of the love and reassurance. He loves his baby! Definitely expect your face to be peppered with kisses while he holds you in his lap and tells you that you’ll always be his good girl/boy.
“That’s my good girl/boy”
💛He knows exactly how attached to his voice you are. He’s always sending you voice messages when you’re apart telling you he loves you and checking up on you to make sure you’re being a good girl/boy. He often sings you to sleep especially his baby is cranky and in need of a nap.
💛He’s also a planner. He plans your little days out for you so you don’t have to stress. Starting from wake up where he helps you take a bubble bath and lovingly watches over you as you play with your bath toys. He pretends your in trouble for splashing him but you’re having fun and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He plans your outfit, helps you cook (babies can’t touch knives or the stove), and picks out movies to watch and lets you choose what stuffies you’ll hold while he watches them with you.
💛He always has an emergency bag on him when the two of your are out containing the following; pacifier, sippy cup, water bottle that will make you feel small but is appropriate in public, a small stuffy, extra clothes in case of an accident, a small set of crayons and a little coloring book and fidget toys.
💛Would be the one to have a “talkies corner” and make sure to go over rules often, making sure you’re happy and to talk about anything the two of you need to talk about.
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HueningKai💚
nicknames for his baby: princess/prince, little one💕
💚I feel like Kai would definitely be very Daddy-like. He doesn’t show his real emotions much on the outside but he’d drop his walls for you. You’re his weakness and his strength. He can relieve his stress being able to care for and baby you. He’s normally treated as the baby so he loves that you’re his little and that you feel safe with him. It makes him feel stronger.
💚 He’s an empath so if you go nonverbal, all he needs is a few noises and one little *grabby hands* and he knows exactly what you need. His daddy space is so pure he literally looks at you like :🥺
💚He’ll definitely wanna hold you all the time and would be the kind of daddy to play with you and be just as excited taking you to get stuffies and taking you to theme parks.
💚 He would also 100% help you name all of your stuffies and remember all of their names and personalities. He’ll even have conversations with them and include them in all of your playtimes and day to day. He loves introducing his stuffies and your stuffies to each other and talking out the dynamics of their friendships!
💚Makes sure you have your favorite little snacks and drinks (can’t promise he isn’t gonna tease you and steal some but he’ll always make sure you have more until your tummy is perfectly happy)
💚Bathtime with daddy Kai is the best! He spoils you with lots of bubbles, bath toys and bath crayons. He likes to often take baths with you so he can hold you, spike up your hair into funny styles and help you draw on the bath walls with your bath crayons.
💚Both of you love Disney movies and playing cute games so lots of time spent watching princess movies and playing animal crossing and other switch games while between his legs, his chest pressed against your back. (This makes me so soft)
P.s. it’s a fact that he gives the best hugs and tummy rubs. Period cramps for afab littles be gone! Will 100% blow bubbles on your tummy though so be ready for that to lead to the tickle monster coming out to play because Kai is definitely a devious and playful daddy as well.
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💌End note: if there’s any scenario with a specific member you’d like me to elaborate on, just send an ask and I’ll get to it as soon as I can!💖
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littletxt · 2 years
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hello! i really love that beomgyu imagine🥺 and yes, you can expect to see me regularly on your ask then haha 😊 ok so another request:
caregiver fem reader with little beomgyu (age 3)
(sorry again if it’s repetitive because i don’t exactly know much about headspace ages so i’ll stick to one)
scenario: beomgyu decides to hang at y/n’s place but y/n has to babysit another little today. seeing how y/n treats the other little so caringly, he can’t help to teeter and feel jealous
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Hey bb!!! I finally finished your request! I’m sorry it took so long but I’m honestly thinking of doing a part two! <333 I did end up adding some other members naturally, I hope that’s okay.
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Jealous Baby
On the morning of your day off, you got a sudden call from a coworker. He needed a favor. And this wasn't just any coworker, this guy bailed you out of multiple situations at work, honestly you could probably call him a good friend. You couldn't refuse his request. He had been selected to go on a nearby business trip for the company and his partner had been teetering and regressing more often these past few days and he couldn't risk leaving them home alone. So of course he asked you.
When you told your boyfriend he brushed it off, acknowledging you bringing your friend's little into your home for a bit. Beomgyu figured it wouldn't affect him much since you promised to take full responsibility for watching the little one. He'd just go on with his daily activities on his day off as well. Though he'd love to spend it with you alone, he knew how important your friendships were to you. He also knew that you would never deny someone in need of help, being the kind-hearted person you were.
The little boy was dropped off and hurried words of thanks and appreciation were exchanged at the door as your coworker, Soobin, rushed to make it to his 10 o'clock train. The little one looked at you with big nervous eyes, shuffling his feet and pulling his long jacket sleeves over his hands. Beomgyu didn't show much interest other than a side glance, he hadn't known it would be a little boy. He subconsciously wondered his little age, but quickly turned his attention back to his phone, scrolling through his Twitter feed.
"Hi, little one, my name is y/n. This is Beomgyu. I'm gonna be watching over you today. I hope we can have lots of fun together. Can you tell me your name, sweetie?", You ruffled his soft brown hair, thinking it was cute to see someone so tall behave so little.
"Ningie...Uhm... K-kai..", he felt unsure what you should call him. He knew his name, of course. But when he was little, Daddy always called him 'Ningie'. Beomgyu still only granted the two of you standing in front of the door another glance, recognizing that soft, caring tone in your voice that he'd only ever heard you use with him. But again, back to his phone.
"Hmm, Ningie. I think that sounds so cute! Just like you! Have you eaten breakfast yes, sweetie?", You helped him remove his jacket and hung it next to the door. He shook his head 'no'. His daddy wanted to get him breakfast but they had woken up late he hadn't found the time within the chaos of getting ready and leaving.
"I'll go make him something, you guys get settled.", Beomgyu stood from the couch to fetch breakfast for little Ningie. The tone of voice you were using was making it hard to concentrate on anything. He needed a distraction.
"Oh thanks, hun. Come on, Ningie. Let's find something fun to do. We can color and we have lots of toys that I'm sure my little wouldn't mind sharing.", you held out your hand for him to take. Which he did, less hesitant after hearing you had a little like him. Was that boy Beomgyu a little? He didn't seem little at all.
Beomgyu made waffles for the little and you somehow managed to help him eat without making any mess. Now you just had to pass the time until his Daddy came to fetch him after his meeting. You decided on using Beomgyu's playdough after watching Ningie's eyes light up, far too shy with you to ask for it himself. Your boyfriend tried not to watch how gentle and endearing you were with the boy that played with his little things. He focused on gaming instead. You hadn't even thought to ask him if using his little items was okay, Beomgyu has always been kind so you didn't think it would be a problem.
And it wasn't, nope, not a problem at all. Why would it be? That's what he told himself as he powered on his game system and grabbed his pink controller from the charger. He could feel the little one's eyes graze over him, then avoid him all together. What was that about?
When lunchtime came around you said you'd whip something up really quick asking your boyfriend to watch over the little for just ten or so minutes. The little one had gotten a little anxious and needed to borrow one of Beomgyu's plushies since his daddy, in his morning hurry, had forgotten to pack his. You figured it was just separation anxiety and not the fact that your boyfriend was growing tenser each passing hour, now even grunting in annoyance every once and a while. At the game right?
You brought out two plates, one for Beomgyu and one for Ningie. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, everyone liked those. You took special care of Ningie's, cutting off the crust and cutting it into four triangles. Beomgyu's you simply cut in half, so he could eat it a bit easier and didn't need to disrupt his gaming much.
Satisfied with your work and Ningie eating happily you went to also fetch some of Beomgyu's strawberry milk for everyone. At this point, he couldn't believe how careless you were being, completely ignoring how he felt. But he didn't say anything, he felt you should be paying attention enough to know this already. He kicked out his feet suddenly in frustration, scaring the already anxious little boy just a bit. All of these things had slipped your mind as you worked hard to accommodate Kai and do this favor well for your coworker. You knew Beomgyu liked his crust cut off and his sandwich cut when he was little, but he wasn't regressed right now so it hadn't crossed your mind.
He chomped on his food, maybe a little too loudly, but he wanted to get it down quickly so he could focus on Fortnite instead of you wiping off Ningie's face since he'd gotten some jelly over his mouth. He tapped his foot on the floor and took both plates to the kitchen for you once the little boy had also finished.
Ningie had taken a liking to the stuffie and Beomgyu's playdough so the two of you resumed play on the beige-colored carpet after lunch. Beomgyu also resumed his previous activities, focusing on trying to win first place in each match in Fortnite. But each match that passed he seemed to make more and more silly mistakes. His knuckles turned white as he firmly gripped the controller. After another 10th place, he practically growled out his frustrations, throwing his head back against the dark-tan couch.
"Gyu, you're scaring him...", you mumbled. You had never seen him like this, so tense and high strung, all over some silly game? He avoided your eyes after muttering some form of apology and starting another match.
The sound of your loving coos of praise and Ningie's giggles swirled in his head as he hunted down the last player left. They found him first getting a couple of shots in before he could build walls around him to heal. He cursed himself, how did he not see them, a giant neon banana running around with a neon green gun?! The shots broke down his wall and shot through his character, ending the match with him in second place.
Beomgyu nearly yelled, growling again as he stood and threw the controller aggressively down at the couch.
"I hate this fucking game.", he stormed off to your bedroom, slamming the door behind him. This startled both you and Ningie. Beomgyu was absolutely never like this. You'd also never seen him lose this many matches in a row, ever. It was cheesy but your boyfriend was anything but an average gamer, especially when it came to shooters. You were puzzled as you comforted the little in front of you, getting him back into a good mood by putting on a Disney movie. By the time it finished his Daddy would be there.
As much as you wanted to check on Beomgyu, he had left his phone on the arm of the couch and you couldn't very well leave a three-year-old alone. He probably needed cool-down time anyways. You heard him trudging around your bedroom, grumbling about something. Soon, you could go to him.
"Bye!! It was so nice to meet you, Ningie!", you closed the door and exhaled slowly. For the past hour, all you had on your mind was the dead silence coming from the hall. Maybe he's taking a nap? That didn't seem likely, though. You knocked on the door to your bedroom but didn't receive a reply so you peeked in to see Beomgyu laying in the center of the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Gyu?", your eyebrows furrowed with concern.
"Not now, y/n.", he spoke in a monotone voice, void of any emotion. You couldn't lie, it hurt. He rarely called you by your name.
"Gyu, sweetie...", you walked to the bed, sitting on the edge, reaching for his hand. But he tore it away quickly.
"Sweetie? Don't call me what you called him.", he quickly sat up scooting back against the headboard to hug his knees to his chest and hide his face in his arms. You were confused for a moment, but it wasn't hard to tell he was jealous. 
"Beomie, baby boy. Mommy loves you. You're my only little one. Do you understand? I'm sorry mommy was so busy today.", you did your best not to frown, your baby must have felt so lonely and neglected. He mumbled something, but you couldn't hear him. His voice was mumbled by his arms. 
"I didn't hear you, baby, look at me.", you took his hand and he lifted his head slowly revealing his eyes filled with tears threatening to spill over.
"You cut off his crust and gave him Mrs. Bubbles!", he let the tears fall and crashed his head back down into his arms. You felt terrible. Of course, it wouldn't be any different, he'd like the same things big or little. How could you not think something like this would happen? 
"Come here, baby boy.", you opened your arms and it didn't take long. He needed you. He was immediately in your arms, the cloth of your shirt fisted in his hands and soon becoming stained by his tears. You rocked him gently, shushing him and rubbing his back,
"y-you're MY mommy!", he sniffled and nestled into your arms completely, allowing himself to feel tiny.
"Always, baby boy. I'll always be Beomie's mommy only."
You spent the rest of the evening cheering up your sensitive little prince. Watching movies, snuggled up on the couch, and promising to buy him plenty of extra strawberry milk to replace the one you had given away carelessly. Eventually, he apologized for behaving the way he did, you both could have handled things better. He needed to apologize to Kai, as you apologized to him. Maybe next time Kai came over, it could be a little playdate and no one had to feel left out.
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🧸End note: I’m totally thinking of doing a part two for this 💕
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heyyy i just thought of this idea… little taehyun x caregiver reader whereby the couple had a fight, and taehyun fell into his headspace.
( i dont see little taehyun much, so here ya go!!~ )
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Thank you ;) <333 I’m opening requests again!!! I can’t wait to receive more from you. The ones you send always end up so good T^T also Taehyun is so tiny Idc he can actually come fight me/j
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Warnings: slight angst (short argument)
Taglist: @kuroppiz @pinkheadflowers
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Costly Comeback
Comeback is exciting for a K-pop group's fans. The promise of new music. New videos. New concert dates. Comeback for K-pop idols? It's one of the most stressful and exhausting times for them. Schedules full, muscles tired, and social lives? Nonexistent.
You thought you had an idea of what you were getting into when you had started dating Kang Taehyun, but you were proven wrong when his group, Tomorrow x Together, started preparing for comeback the first time in your unproblematic relationship. Just before, you had finally moved into the dorm, earning you and Taehyun your own room. But that barely mattered. Every time he came home he had enough energy to shower and go to bed. At least he was around then.
When Tomorrow x Together's comeback finally came, he was traveling and hardly home. You tried to go with him as much as work permitted but you had to be a productive human too. He'd be gone sometimes for more than a week, and busy again when he came back, barely paying you any mind sometimes other than goodnight kisses and the occasional chat. Missing him as much as you did, the stress was getting to you and it made you think things you'd never think under normal circumstances.
"Taehyun, I don't know if I can do this anymore.", you confronted him when he was fresh out of the shower, unexpectedly. He was stunned.
"What are you talking about, y/n?", he shook his head, frustrated, passing you to throw his towel in the dirty laundry hamper.
"Are you serious? It feels like I haven't seen you in months! How can you call this a relationship!", you raised your voice a bit more than you meant to. Freezing in his place for a moment, he shrank a little before standing up straight and turning around to face you.
"You know how busy I am with comeback! This is my career, y/n. I thought you understood that when we met!", he huffed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed, anger more than apparent on the surface. You scoffed but regretted it immediately when you saw tears dropping from his eyes and rolling down his face. He tried to wipe them quickly, but you still saw them. This front he was working so hard to hold was crumbling, you hadn't realized how much this affected him too. You noticed his toes curl a little and he started tapping and playing with his fingers, posture shrinking again.
"don' wanna work...wanna cuddle", he whimpered softly in the smallest of voices, clenching his fists in his lap. He needed you just as badly as you needed him.
"Hey, my baby...", you rushed to him, kneeling on the floor and cupping his cheeks in your hands, using your thumbs to brush away his tears, "Listen, my love, it's okay- completely okay. Mommy shouldn't have yelled at you like that, it was wrong of me. I know you're busy as an idol and I have to respect that. Don't cry, baby, you're okay..."
He nudged against your hand a little letting himself feel comforted between little sniffles. Standing, you sat next to him on the edge of the bed and pulled him into your lap, hugging him tightly. 
"nnn... Mommy.", he cried, balling the material of your shirt in his fists, finally able to let out all the emotions that had been building up. Feeling a little emotional yourself, your eyes watered too; you could hardly remember the last time you held your baby like this.
"Hyunnie, baby, you don't have to be big and tough all the time, let me take care of you... let mommy take care of you", you shushed him, rocking him gently until he had calmed.
"Mommy? Can we watch the whales again?", he sat up from your shoulder, rubbing any leftover tears from his eyes. Chuckling you nodded, helping him stand so you could get him ready for bed before you played one of his favorite movies: Disney's Secrets of the Whales. After a sippy cup is filled with apple juice and the baby is dressed in his comfiest button-up jammies that he let you button this time, the two of you were settled in bed with the tv remote. 
"Come here, baby. You're too far from mommy.", you squeezed him closer to your chest as he sipped on his juice and you hit play on his movie.
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🧸End note: like I said 🤏🤏 lil baby kitty boy T^T💕
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