#caregiver hyunjin

[anxious-dumpling]

Chapter Two: Father's Day! (3,000 words.)

♡ Fandoms: BTS, Stray Kids!

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RULES IN END NOTES!

♡ Characters:

Little!Reader

CG Jungkook

CG Taehyung

Playcare Owner Hoseok

EA Felix

EA Hyunjin

Little Jimin, IN, Seungmin

Everyone else is Teachers!

♡ Genre: SFW Littlespace, Fluff, Non Idol AU!

After moving from the rural city of Geochang to the bustling city of Seoul, your parents Jungkook and Taehyung decide to start you in a new Playcare Centre. Life is about to be so much different!

Time to be brave!

Like a kitty cat stalking her unsuspecting prey, you crawl up onto the bed.

"Papa," You whisper, leaning in close to his angelic face as he snores lightly, his dirty blonde hair splayed messily across his pillow. You bump the end of your nose into the tiny mole on his cheekbone. As he begins to stir, you turn to tap Jungkook's arm. "Daddy."

Both men slowly blink away their sleep, smiling weakly when they realize who's sitting between them.

Taehyung grabs his glasses from the nightstand, sliding them on and pulling you in for a warm hug.

"Good morning, early bird," He rasps, kissing your hair.

"Happy Father's Day," You cheer as calmly as you can, not wanting to startle them. "Wait... Or is it, 'Merry'?"

He laughs. "Whichever you want."

"Happy-Merry Father's Day, Papa," You decide, moving to give Jungkook a hug. "Happy-Merry Father's Day, Daddy."

"Thank you, baby," He snarls, squeezing you so tight to his bare chest you think you might snap like a bread stick!

You joke, "Owww!"

"You're the cutest." His tattooed hands fall to your waist as you pull away, heart fluttering as he fondly gazes up at you. "Aren't you?"

"Uh huh. You know what else I am, Papa and Daddy?"

Tae guesses, "Oh. You're... Jeon-Kim Haen?"

"You're hungry?" Jungkook adds.

"You're sleepy?"

"My favorite girl?"

"Funny?"

You can't help but giggle at their silliness, scrunching your nose at them.

"Sweet?"

"Creative?"

"Thoughtful?"

"Smart?"

"No," You shake your head. When they send you suspicious looks, you admit, "Okay, fine. I'm all'ose things. But I'm also... a chef!"

At the same time, they croon, "Ooh. A chef?"

You give a confident nod, putting on your best acting skills and sniffing the air. "Mmmm. What's that smell, you guys?"

They catch on quickly.

Taehyung grins boxily, "Did you make breakfast for us, sweetheart?"

Jungkook throws off the covers. "Well, we have go find out."

"Yeah!" You agree, climbing off the bed. "We have to go find out! Come on!"

Before Jungkook even has the chance to pull on a shirt, you grab his hand and drag him out of the room, Taehyung loyally following along behind you. The early morning sunshine breaks over you as you turn the corner, entering the sunny kitchen area together.

They both gasp softly at the sight that greets them.

Of course you cooked breakfast!

"Haen-ie," Taehyung's grin widens.

"Sit, sit, sit!" You push him forward, pleased to see him and Jungkook taking seats at the table. "I'll get water for you!"

As you run over to the fridge, the two men share a loving glance over the plates of food in front of them. You've spoiled each of them with a pile of hot, crispy eggs and fried rice leftovers, garnished with a pink marshmallow and a very, very large side of ketchup. 

"I can't believe this, baby." Jungkook giggles cutely, as you return with a jug of cold water.

Taehyung is almost doubled over. "The marshmallow. Aww."

"Water for Daddy," You announce, pouring some into his glass. It slips a little, spilling a puddle onto the table, but Jungkook's hands shoot out and help you keep the jug steady. You do the same for Taehyung's glass with some more help from him. "And water for Papa!"

"Thank youuu," He cooes, taking a sip and very seriously considering the taste, as if it's a fine wine. "Mmmm. Very good."

Jungkook asks, "Chef Haen-nim, where did you get this delicious water?"

"It's straight from the Han River," You proudly tell him, taking a seat. "Masitkke deuseyo, Papa and Daddy."

"Masitkke deuseyo."

"Masitkke deuseyo," Taehyung bows, picking up his chopsticks and trying the rice, groaning as he chews. "Mm. Amazing."

Technically, it was him who cooked it for dinner last night, but it's been sprinkled with your love now! Even tastier!

"It looks like you-." Jungkook laughs, turning over his burnt egg. "Baby, did you cook this in the air frier?"

"Yep!" You chirp, watching as he stuffs it in his mouth, politely ignoring the blackened edge. "It was so easy!"

Your Papa and Daddy always tell you not to use the stove or the oven without their help, even if you put on the protective mittens, so you had to find another way to cook breakfast. It was scary hearing the sizzling oil and the loud, robot-like beep of the air fryer, but you love your Papa and Daddy so much that you forced yourself to be brave. You showed that stupid fryer who's boss - Jeon-Kim Haen!

"You're so talented, sweetness," Taehyung praises you. "Would you like to try Papa's marshmallow?"

He holds it to your lips, popping it into your mouth.

"S'ank you!"

"What about you, Jagi?" He looks at his husband. "You should eat your marshmallow, too. Don't waste it."

"Ah. So right," The man agrees, pinching it between his fingers.

"No, no, no," He stops him. "With the rice and eggs."

You giggle, trying not to spit gooey, pink dribble all over your chin as Jungkook gawks. "Wh-?! Punk, you fed yours to Haen already!"

"She loves marshmallows."

"Yah," He complains, twitching his head to the side and readying himself for the bite he's about to take. "How convenient."

"Haen-ie, Papa's smart, isn't he?"

You nod. "Papa is very smart."

"Smarter than Daddy, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Jungkook scoffs, smiling in the dim sunlight at the both of you before taking a bite of everything on his plate.

You wait with bated breath as he tests it out, surprisingly unfazed by the mixture of burnt egg, stale rice, and the sugary gummy.

"Aigo," He mutters, coughing a laugh, swallowing it down like a thick tar. "Why is it good?"

The three of you burst into giggles.

"What?! You're weird, Daddy."

He places his chopsticks down and cradles your face, pressing a wet, sweet-smelling kiss to your cheek. "Best breakfast ever, baby."

Taehyung subtly adds, "But Papa is going to have to cook us some real food after this..."

"Hyunjin-ie!" You squeal as soon as you enter the classroom. "Good morning!"

"Good morning, Haen-ie," The EA smiles gracefully, kneeling down to give you a brief, friendly hug. Leaning away, he holds both your hands, looking up at you with a gentle gaze and his long hair pulled back into a stylish bun. "How are you today?"

"You should ask me what I had for breakfast," You giggle, squeezing his fingers.

"Oh? What did you have for breakfast?"

"I had eggs, rice, and," You pause, cracking yourself up by whispering loudly, "Marshmallows!"

Hyunjin gasps like you've just slapped him, dramatic as ever. "Marshmallows?!"

"Yeah! Pink ones!"

"Why, why, why?"

"I made breakfast for my Papa and Daddy be- because it's Father's Day," You explain, beaming.

"Is that right? I can see why your Papa calls you 'sweetness', Haen-ie."

"It's because I'm sweet!"

"Yes, it is." Standing up, the man leads you over to the cubby shelves. "Sweet as a marshmallow!"

Putting away your backpack and greeting the other teachers, you head over to the toy area, where your friends Jeongin, Seungmin, and Jimin are grooving out to this morning's song, 'Wiggle, Spin!'. The three of them break out in excitement when they spot you. 

"Haen-ie!" Jeongin exclaims, the alien antennas on his headband wobbling around. "Look! We're dancing!"

"I like dancing!"

"No, we're wiggling and spinning," Seungmin corrects the boy, spinning in a circle when the song tells him to. "See?"

As the rest of you follow suit and do a spin, Jimin claims, "This is dancing!"

"You gotta wear a headband, too," Jeongin grabs a matching one from the basket nearby, sliding it on your head. "There you go!"

"Thanks, Jeongin!"

"You're welcome, Hae- Oh!"

The song is suddenly telling you to wiggle your hips next, so you make sure to follow the command. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!

Once the move is over, Jeongin finishes his sentence. "You're welcome, Haen-ie."

"Who's Haen-ie?"

He tilts his head, copper colored hair falling over his eye. "What? It's you!"

"Nuh-uh. My name is Beep-Boop now!" You wag your antennas side to side. "'Cuz I'm an alien! See?"

"Ohhhh." He grins, his eyes squished closed. "You're welcome, Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," Jimin chirps.

Seungmin copies him. "Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," You agree with the alien. "Beepy-Beepy-Boop!"

"Beeeeep!"

"Hey, friends," Yeongbok's voice comes. You look up at him, met with the lovely EA's bright smile. You feel your whole body preen like a flower under a ray of sunlight, his antennas bouncing all over the place as he approaches you. "Can I dance with you?"

Without even thinking, all four of you waste no time shouting at him, "Beep-Boop!" 

He blanches a little. "Is that a yes?"

You grab his hand. "Yes!"

"Aw. Thank you, kind alien. Did you guys know it's Father's Day today?"

"Oh! Yeah! I gave my Dad a big hug this morning," Seungmin announces.

Yeongbok's crooked smile widens. "That's amazing, Seungmin-ie."

"I hugged my Dad, too!"

You tell him, "I made my Papa and Daddy breakfast."

"Oh, Yeongbok," Jimin's mouth forms a pink 'O', like he's just remembered something. "Haen-ie has two Dads, you know!"

As everyone does another spin, Yeongbok agrees, "Yeah, she does. Isn't that great?"

"She's so lucky."

You stick a finger up, wanting to set something straight. "But Jimin, two Dads means there's- there's twice the Dad-farts!"

"Haen-," Yeongbok tries his best not to burst into laughter like the boys do. "Haen-ie, we don't talk about that sort of thing."

"And you can never decide who you want a piggyback from."

"She said, 'fart'!"

"And also, you can't use their shoes for playing dress-up, 'cuz they only have ugly loafers and grandpa sandals."

"Haen-ie, I hope that's not in your presentation today," Yeongbok chides very lightly.

"What? Shoes, or farts?"

He gives you a cheeky look. "Aigo. I'm going to tell Hyunjin that you're a little trickster."

"Hyunjin loves me," You argue, squealing when the EA grabs at your tummy, digging into you with tickling fingers. "Hey! He loves me!"

"Trickster," He taunts, "You're a little trickster!"

Pushing at his shoulders, you laugh, "That- That tickles, Ye-Yeongbok-ie! Ah!"

"Get off Beep-Boop!"

As Hoseok switches off the dancing song, your alien friends all jump your attacker, dog-piling him until he trips, landing on his butt on the foam padding of the floor. Headbands go flying, legs kicking wildly as Yeongbok growls in defeat like a wounded animal.

"Okay, friends," Your teacher interrupts the chaos, smiling knowingly at you as you stand there innocently.

"I'm sorry," Yeongbok laughs in his deep voice, "I'm sorry!"

"Dance time is over. Let's head over to our desks and get ready to give our presentations!"

You thrust your hands out at the pile of your friends, shouting, "Lazer beam!"

They all flop onto their sides, slowly rising and heading over to the learning area to recover from your dangerous alien powers.

You remember on your first day at Playcare, Hyunjin explained that dancing before class helps everybody get rid of their morning jitters, but you don't think that's entirely true. You did lots of dancing this morning, and as you watch Ahyun finish her presentation and return to her table, receiving a high-five from Hoseok, you can confirm that there is definitely at least one or two jitters in your belly.

When the applause dies down, your teacher speaks.

"Okay. Next on our list is," Hoseok scrolls down the iPad screen. "Ah. Haen-ie!"

He clicks around, causing a photo of you, Taehyung, and Jungkook to appear on the whiteboard, replacing Ahyun's family.

Everyone gives you a soft round of applause as you freeze up, unsure.

Jeongin and Jimin cheer, "Yay, Haen-ie!"

"Yay, Haen-ie!"

"You got this," Yeongbok pets your shoulder, the tiny freckles on his nose scrunching as he smiles.

"I got this," You whisper to yourself, standing from your seat.

Yeongbok and Hyunjin both send you a thumbs up, Hoseok gesturing for you to begin whenever you're ready.

You got this!

You shouldn't be nervous! These are your friends!

With one last glance over your shoulder at Taehyung and Jungkook on the board, you muster up the courage to face the class and begin politely, "Happy Father's Day, ev- everyone. This is my Papa and Daddy... Papa's the blonde one, and Daddy's the tall one."

You sound a bit like a robot, reciting the speech you wrote with Hoseok's help a few days ago.

"My Papa's a hairdresser and I love him because he makes my hair pretty every day. He's good at cutting hair and making it different colors, but he also likes doing pottery and taking photos with his big camera. My Daddy, he's an accountant... I don't know what that is, but he's very good at it, too. He likes to work out and he has lots of tattoos, and I love him because he ties my shoelaces for me."

You spot Hyunjin pouting harder than ever from the back of the class, looking like you've stolen his candy.

Yeongbok simply looks like a kicked puppy.

"Oh, and he does this thing called deadlifting," You giggle, remembering. "But he uses me instead of actual weights. It's really funny."

Small smiles break out across their faces.

"There's lots of reasons I love them, but Hoseok-seonsangnim said I only have two or three minutes.... so-, um..."

If you listed all of the reasons you loved your Papa and Daddy, you'd need at least three hours.

At least!

When you're at a loss for what else to say, Hoseok helps you out by prompting, "Why'd you choose this photo, Haen-ie?"

"Oh! I chose it because it's from the- from the day we moved to Seoul, and because Papa said it has his good side in it."

"Ahhh."

You point out, "We're at a cafe 'cuz it was a long drive from Geochang, and they were hungry. Well, that's what Papa said, but they didn't actually eat much. They just buyed this, um, little cake with a love-heart and 'Welcome Home', on it, and we ate it together."

Your teacher sends you a cheerful grin. "That's lovely, Haen-ie. Anything else you want to tell us?"

You share a glance with your table, where Yeongbok is shaking his head at you and the boys are all nodding.

Your ears go pink.

Yes, there is something else!

"Having two Dads means... you get twice the," You tease, watching your EA facepalm into the table. "Dad jokes!"

He raises his head, pleasantly surprised. You had managed to go the whole presentation without mentioning farts.

"Great job, Haen," Hoseok claps, rallying the class to join in. "Great job."

Returning to your desk, you sit down in your chair, welcomed back by Yeongbok petting your shoulder again.

"I did it!" You whisper. "I didn't even cry, or anything!"

"Amazing," He agrees.

"Okay, everyone. Only a few more to go now. Next up is-!"

That night, Taehyung lets you share the rest of the marshmallows while you all watch Jungkook's favorite movie - one with no swearing, punching, or bad guys, of course - Spirited Away. It's lucky that your tough Daddy is just as in love with Ghibli movies as you are!

After Chihiro crosses the river and Sen is freed from the Bathhouse, the credits start rolling.

Wrapped up in a blanket, Tae jokes, "How many times have you guys seen this movie now? Thirty?"

"A thousand."

"A thousand," You both say at the same time, giggling and high-fiving afterward.

After that, your Papa and Daddy decide they want to watch something else.

Your performance!

You step up onto the imaginary stage, which is really just the lounge room rug, and recite your speech all over again just for them. You don't sound so much like a robot, anymore. You sound like Jeon-Kim Haen, telling your parents how much you love them.

You love them because they always hold both your hands when you cross the street, which is very important!

You love them for making sure your clothes are clean, your belly is full, and your heart is happy.

You love the warm bear hugs Taehyung gives you, and you love the bone-crushing hugs Jungkook gives you.

You love Taehyung because when he sings you to sleep, it sounds like deep thunder clouds and smooth rocks.

When Jungkook sings you to sleep, it sounds like you're already dreaming!

And of course, you simply love that they're your parents.

Jimin is right.

You're lucky!

Taehyung and Jungkook don't quite give you the three hours you'd need to list all your reasons. It's almost your bed time and they can tell you're getting sleepier by the minute, but it's definitely enough time to melt their hearts into marshmallow-goo.

"Yah! I'm not cryinggg-uhhhhh!" Jungkook whines when you're done, slapping his husband, "You are!"

Taehyung doesn't even deny it. "I am!"

"Oh, wait."

As Taehyung completes the last button on your pyjama shirt, you run over to your backpack, digging through it.

"I forgot to-... to give this to you. It's still Father's Day, right, Papa?"

"Of course." He cooes. "What kind of Dad would I be if I put you to bed after midnight?"

Ohh. Found it!

"Here."

"What's this?" He smiles, holding out his hands.

You place a smooth, colorful stone in his palms.

"It's for you and Daddy."

You Rock, The paint on the front side says, and on the bottom side, Happy Father's Day. From Haen.

"Namjoon-seonsangnim said it's a joke in English," You explain, rubbing your eyes. "He thinks he's really funny, you know."

Your Papa chuckles, kissing your cheek. "Thank you, sweetest. Maybe Daddy will understand it. Let's ask him tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," You yawn. "Tomorrow."

"Let's get you into bed. You're late for your sweet dreams."

The next morning, when you hand the stone to Jungkook at the breakfast table, he just starts giggling to himself.

"Ah, seriously... Your Dad jokes are better than ours, baby."

"Namjoon-seonsangnim is gonna love it when I tell him that."

End Notes:

Of course, this is dedicated to everyone out there who's never gotten the chance to make happy memories on Father's Day <3333

Please share your thoughts and leave some suggestions for future chapters! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

Things I won't write.

- Smut.

- Self-harm.

- Intense angst.

- Anything unrelated to Haen or Littlespace.

Everything else goes!

Current roles.

- Taehyung: Parent Caregiver.

- Jungkook: Parent Caregiver.

- Jin: ???

- Namjoon: Art / English Teacher.

- Hoseok: Homeroom Teacher / Playcare Owner.

- Yoongi: Music Teacher.

- Jimin: Little.

- Bangchan: ???

- Lee Know: ???

- Han: ???

- Changbin: Sports Teacher.

- Hyunjin: EA / Art Teacher.

- Felix: EA.

- Seungmin: Little.

- Jeongin: Little.

I encourage you to be friendly and patient with me! ^◡^

[ohitsjae]

Little!Han Jisung

tags: Age Regression, Little Han Jisung, Caregivers Stray kids, sfw - i.e.: this is non-sexual age regression NOT age play, gen/no romance

mentions of: main caregivers Minho and Chan

summary: a series of unrelated scenarios/imagines based on Jisung in Little space - the age is undisclosed but I picture him around 1-4 years old depending on the scenario

Little Jisung who always has to have a paci or a teether or else he will ruin the neckline and sleeves of his shirt/hoodie by chewing on it. All of his stuffed toys have had the ears chewed to the point where they've normally got one ear bigger than the other because he only chews one side.

Little Jisung who is the kind of kid that cares about the box as much as the toy. I just think his imagination and creativity would translate so well into his littlespace. Like Minchan buying him a railway set and Jisung doesn't play with it for hours because he's made his own train out of the box it came in and having rubber ducks for bath time but he also has different coloured plastic cups to play with as well.

Little Jisung who gets really clingy to the members but it's always so particular. Like one time he gets attached to Seungin another time it was Hyunlix. The members all secretly hope that it's them Jisung will attach to this time because they all adore looking after him and having his full attention. But no matter who he's attached to, it's always Minchan who can settle him when he gets fussy or scared.

Speaking of scared - Little Jisung who gets *startled* easily but settles just as quickly. But loud noises and flashing lights *scare* him and it can take nearly an hour for Minho or Chan to calm him down again. If Minchan are both out of the dorm it's a nightmare for the other members because they just can't settle him the way those two can. Changbin is a close third though so if something happens and the hyungs are out, Changbin gets Jisung thrown at him. He doesn't mind, he loves looking after Sung and holding him while he cries is part of that plus he - secretly, selfishly - loves that he can make the little calm down and smile when everyone else is struggling.

Little Jisung who everyone thought would love music in headspace but instead music 9/10 times pulls him out of his little space because it's so natural for him to analyse any music he's listening to. Either to improve his own abilities or to see if there's something for him to sample. The only time music doesn't pull him up is when he watches ghibli films.

Little Jisung who has mastered those kids cups I keep seeing on tik tok - the ones that have a suction pad on the bottom and stick to the table and only kids manage to pick them up. He shows off with it all the time, offering to be 'helpful' and unstick it from whatever surface his little self stuck it to this time just so he can watch the frustration build in his members' faces because they just spent 20 minutes trying to get it off the dishwasher door, just for Jisung to take all of 10 seconds removing it. (Sometimes when he's little he'll 'accidentally' stick it to something inconvenient like a door or window just so his big self can show off - the members haven't realised this yet but Seungmin suspects).

Little Jisung who goes non/semi-verbal sometimes and just hums and giggles to himself maybe repeating a word or phrase that hes heard one of the others say. One time this happened, Jeongin tripped over the coffee table and swore, the only word Jisung was able to say for the rest of the day was 'shit'. Innie has never lived it down and swears Sung did it on purpose but Jisung is adamant that his little self just liked the sound of the word and so copied him.

All the members have different activities that are *their* activities to do with Jisung when he's in headspace:

Chan: When Jisung is really young, the only person he wants is Chan. I think they do a lot of tummy time, the baby sensory blankets you can get that have different sections with all different textures and colours plus they watch a lot of baby sensory videos. They also sometimes have foam building blocks or do fingerpainting if Jisung's feeling creative - but they have to be careful, because Jisung Will Try and stick his fingers in his mouth regardless of if there's any paint on them or not.

Minho: Dinner time is Minho's time! Jisung always wants to be sat next to Minho or on his lap - depending on his age - and if Minho isn't feeding him he Will Cry. He also likes to watch Minho cook, he's never really old enough to properly help in the kitchen but he likes sitting on the floor/at the kitchen table/on the counter and watching Minho hum and dance his way through making dinner. Sometimes he'll try and reach over to sneak a bite of whatever is being made - although he's not very sneaking because he normally starts humming the mission impossible theme tune. Minho normally leaves a bit 'accidentally' to the side for Sung to 'steal' though and loves watching Jisung happy stim at the great tasting food.

Changbin: Changbin is the master of bath time. He's the only one who can get Jisung in the bath without the little crying or throwing a tantrum. He normally ends up as soaked as Sung but it's worth it to see the little splashing around with the rubber ducks or plastic cups he has. He always gives the best scalp massage and makes bubble-beards for him and Sung!

Hyunjin: stories. Jisung always goes to Hyunjin for stories, naptime or bedtime stories or just when he's tired and bored and wants to listen to something. Hyunjin does all the voice and, if Sung is younger and they're going through a picture book, he does all the different animal noises. Plus, so long as it isn't bedtime and he doesn't have to worry about winding down, he'll tickle or push or bounce Sung around in time with the main character making him all giggly and slightly hyper.

Felix: I think, when Jisung is in his older headspace, Felix would bake with him. Little things that aren't too complicated like cupcakes and cookies. Mainly because I can remember doing this as a kid and I absolutely adored it. They'd sit at the kitchen table and Felix would have everything pre-measure so all they have to do is mix the ingredients and put them in cases. When whatever they've made has finished baking, Jisung goes round to each of the members and offers them each a cupcake/cookie/whatever and they've never said no to him because he always looks so proud of 'his' creations and gives them a huge smile when they tell him it's really good.

Seungmin: I think Minnie would play a lot of games with Sung. Whether that's things like snap, memory games or even uno if Jisung is feeling old enough, or games like hide and seek, peek-a-boo and he always joins Sung when he's playing with toy cars/trains/etc. Their favourite is a big farm house that they brought Jisung, it's got loads of animals and fence pieces so you can build your own farm and the two of them always try and get Hyunjin to join them and then make him do all the animal noises.

Jeongin: at one point Jeongin wanted to be a nursery(/kindergarten) teacher so I think he'd really enjoy doing the more educational activities with Sung. When the little is 3-4 years old, Innie likes doing colouring and counting activities, worksheets that have dot-dot or naming shapes/numbers/etc those kind of things. They also play with playdough a lot making different shapes or making the different pets of SKZ. Sung is always really proud of what they do and of course, all his worksheets go on the fridge (Chan nearly has a heart attack at one point when they go live and he thinks they've forgetten to take them down).

---- This was a bit niche aha but if I'm not projecting onto my bias then what's the point!! Hope you enjoyed it!! 🦦

[lilmeowmeow04]

🧁Pretty Flower🧁

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*Pairing* little reader and cg hyunjin

*note* I am not stealing work this is from my other tumblr @lilquokka04 im moving my little space fics here. ♡

"Daddy! Look at what I drew!" You had just finished drawing a picture of a flower that you really wanted to show Hyunjin, so you ran into the bedroom to show him the picture. He was sitting on the bed working on his laptop when you ran in and jumped on the bed. He looked up and smiled at you, putting his laptop down so you could crawl into his lap. "Look at what I did!" You pulled up your drawing and put it in front of his face. Hyunjin laughed and grabbed the paper from your hands, flipping it around so that it was upright. "You drew this princess? Wow, you're even better than I am!" You giggled as your cheeks turned pink. "Nooo daddy is much better than I am, but maybe I can be as good as you someday!"

Hyunjin thought you were absolutely adorable. The way that you got all excited about showing him your drawings and wanting him to compliment what you drew. He especially loved when you would crawl in his lap like this, when you would get all clingy towards him. He liked that you trusted him the way that you did, how comfortable you were around him."I drew it for you! You said you loved this flower right?" Hyunjin melted at how sweet you were, remembering a flower that he had pointed out at a garden the other day. He couldn't help but want to smother you in affection.

He wrapped you up in a hug as he kissed your forehead. "Thank you princess, I'll have a place in my room just for your pretty drawings." You giggled at his words, rubbing your face into his chest before you looked up at his face, pouting. "Can I see your drawings again?" You had always loved seeing Hyunjin's art and had this habit of checking his sketchbook everytime he came back home, wanting to see what he drew while he was away. "Of course baby." You squealed in excitement as you jumped out of his lap and ran to the desk where his sketchbook was. You grabbed it and ran back to the bed, rushing to to sit in Hyunjin's lap again.

You opened it to a drawing that you hadn't seen before and started to study it, running your fingers across it. Hyunjin smiled down at you as he rested his head on top of yours. He watched as you flipped through his new drawings, making little comments about how much you loved them and which one was your new favorite. "How about I fill up a sketchbook just for you, hmm? That way you can look at it anytime you want." You gasped "Really daddy? I would have an entire book with your drawings in it?!" You turned around to press little kisses all over his face as you said I love you over and over again.

[minminyoonjii]

I've read your little reader posts and I'm addicted. I haven't been able to find a single other writer for things like this and your writing is just *chef's kiss*

I loved the nightmare one and I was going to ask about little reader having a nightmare with a different scenario where little reader wakes up from a nightmare and sneaks(or "sneaks") into bed with their cg for better sleep.

Love your work, hope your day/night is amazing. If you don't want to write this for any reason, I won't be offended.

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🌹CW

Wholesome|Hurt/Comfort|Domestic Settings|Fluffy|Soft Reassurance Fic|Tooth Rotting Sweet

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.1K

Scenario

You whined, holding your plush close to your chest. Fear seeped into your mind as you tried to coax yourself back to sleep. Thoughts taunted each time you closed your eyes. "Caregiver Title," you sniffled, rubbing your eyes with your plush. The silence felt eerie and you wanted nothing more than your caregiver with you. "Need you," you whispered, crawling off your bed, clutching your plush. You patted the walls in the hallway, finding your way to your caregiver's room.

Bang Chan

"Daddy," you whispered, hearing snores coming from the bed. You huffed, crawling onto his bed, "Daddy," you repeated, patting Chan's chest. Chan furrowed his eyebrows, "It's still early," he grumbled, trying to roll aside. Your lips wobbled, "Daddy," you sniffled, holding his cheeks. Chan's eyes flew open, "Little one, why are you crying, hm?" he asked, slightly disorientated. Tears dripped down your cheeks, and silent cries escaped your lips. "Daddy got you, little one. Daddy's silly for not waking up properly," he cooed, rocking your body. You sniffled, burying your face into his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Chan sighed in relief the moment sleep caught up to you. "I'll always be right here," he whispered, chuckling softly at his pounding heart.

Lee Minho

Your lips pursed into a pout, crawling onto Minho's bed, "Mama," you said, nosing his neck. Minho gruffed as he was used to his cats sleeping on his face. You whined, nipping his cheek, "Mama," you whined, tears threatening to spill. Minho jolted in his sleep, eyes squinting awake, "What are you doing awake, cupcake?" he asked, stroking your hair. A whine escaped your lips as you relaxed your weight on him. Minho chuckled, kissing your forehead, "Did you have a bad dream?" he asked, shifting to pull the blankets over you. "It scawy, Mama," you sniffled, tears dripping onto Minho's skin. He cooed, tucking you in with him, "Mama's going to have to protect his little cupcake," he said, giving you a tight reassuring squeeze. You giggled, melting in his arms.

Seo Changbin

"Baba, uppies please," you whispered, shaking Changbin's sleeping body. He groaned, accidentally shifting you with him. You squeaked, knocking his headboard with a thud. Sobs wasn't hesitant to escape past your lips. "Baba!" you exclaimed, flinching Changbin awake. "Agi? Agi-ah what's wrong?" he panicked, sitting up to hold you close. You whimpered, bringing his palm to the owie on your head, "Huwts," you cried, holding your plush towards your chest. Changbin felt his heart drop, "Don't worry, hm? Baba's kisses have magic powers," he coaxed, wiping your tears. You hiccuped, looking up at him with sorrow-filled eyes. Changbin cooed, kissing the area you held, "Baba will kiss the pain away, agi-ah" he said, smooching your owie.

Hwang Hyunjin

You whined, crawling into the space next to Hyunjin. "Up, Jinnie," you whispered, poking his cheek but to no avail. You huffed, wiggling under the comforters covering him. Hyunjin instinctively, wrapped his arms around you, tucking you against his chest. A yawn escaped your lips, the fear of your nightmare no longer plaguing your mind. Hyunjin groaned, scrunching his nose, when your hair brushed his lips. You yawned once more, pressing your plush against your cheek as you squirmed to get yourself comfortable. Hyunjin tightened his hold, sleepily rocking your body, "Sleep," he mumbled, kissing your forehead. A final yawn escaped your lips as you shifted, pressing your back against his chest. Hyunjin smiled in his sleep, "Sleep good," he whispered, holding you tight.

Han Jisung

"Appa," you grumbled, climbing onto his bed. Jisung woke up from the motion, "Sweetheart?" he slurred, sleep still coating his mind. You huffed, plopping onto him. Jisung felt the air get knocked out of his lungs, "What was that for, hm?" he chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "Bad dweam," you sulked, pressing your face further into his chest. Jisung cooed, kissing your forehead, "Aww, sweet thing. You just couldn't sleep after that, could you?" he asked, running his fingers through your hair. You shook your head, turning to press your cheek on his shoulder. Jisung hummed, sitting up with you in his lap, "Let's get comfy and sleep, hm? It's quite early, sweetheart," he whispered, pulling the blankets over the both of you.

Lee Felix

You tiptoed into the room, expecting your Mommy to be in deep sleep when you heard the crudes of slurs. "Mommy?" you questioned, walking towards the sound. Felix screamed when you poked his shoulder. You flinched, tripping back on a misplaced carpet. Felix's eyes widened, "My sunshine!" he exclaimed, quickly tugging off his headset to pick you up. Tears spilt down your face as the dull sting from the fall ached your bottom. Felix whimpered, pampering kisses all over your face, "Oh, oh, my precious sunbeam, you gave Mommy a big scare you know that," he said, holding you close. You sniffled, trembling in his arms. "Aww, sunshine. I'm not mad. Mommy's not mad," he said, wiping your tears. Felix sighed, kissing your nose, "Come on, sunshine. You can sleep on Mommy's lap while he plays," he said, getting himself comfortable with you cosy on his lap.

Kim Seungmin

"Dada, help," you whispered, nudging Seungmin's arm. You sulked, raising to smack Seungmin's face with the plush when he stopped your plush. "Are you trying to murder Dada while he's sleeping, munchkin?" he rasped, sitting up. You sniffled, "Dada, hug," you whined, crawling into his lap. He chuckled, rubbing your tummy, "Did you have a nightmare?" he questioned, smelling the traces of baby shampoo. You nodded, nuzzling his shoulder, "T'was scawy," you mumbled, yawning at the warmth. Seungmin nodded, "We should go back to sleep, munchkin," he yawned, kissing your forehead. You yawned back, getting comfortable in his hold. Seungmin chuckled, patting your bottom, "Scoots aside," he said, cuddling you to his chest.

Yang Jeongin

You quietly snuck your way into Jeongin's bed, tucking yourself under his blankets. Jeongin flinched at the movement, "Angel?" he questioned, facing you. "Ninnin," you whined, nuzzling into his back. Jeongin chuckled, setting his phone aside, "You're lucky I'm still awake," he said, wrapping his arms around you. "What's keeping you awake, my sweet little angel?" he asked, booping your nose. You sniffled, hiding your face behind your plush, "Nightmawe," you slurred. Jeongin frowned, kissing the top of your head, "Aww, my precious. You're safe now, Ninnin's got you right here," he chuckled, rubbing your back. You yawned, melting into his touch, eyes getting droopy by the second. Jeongin hummed, "Big squeeze," he whispered, holding you tight.

[minminbunny]

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*more full fledged series/oneshots

Bang Chan

-> Assassin/Chief Librarian Fem! Reader

-> Parent/Teacher Fem! Reader

-> Enemies to Lovers AU - Villain/Hero Fem! Reader

-> Owner/Bunny Hybrid Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Enemies to Lovers AU - Vampire Hunter/Vampire Fem! Reader

-> Best Friends to Lovers AU - Big Cock Singer!/Virgin Writer Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Pervert!/Psycho Gender Neutral! Reader

-> ABO AU - Wolf Big Flared Cock Alpha/Bunny Omega Gender Neutral! Reader

Lee Minho

-> Caregiver Soft Dom/Sick Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Yandere Stalker AU - Caregiver/Gender Neutral Little! Reader

-> Enemies to Lovers AU - Biker/Bookworm Gender Neutral! Reader

-> ABO AU - Alpha!/Omega Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Dom!/Sub Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Hybrid AU - Black Panther Hybrid!/Older Undercover Cop Gender Neutral! Reader

Seo Changbin

-> Caregiver Soft Dom/Bunny Hybrid Fem! Reader

-> Sugar Daddy AU - Fem! Reader

-> Reincarnation AU - Obsessed Lover/Naive Fem! Reader

-> Gym Buddy AU - Perverted/Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Savior Complex!/Deraged Gender Neutral! Reader

Hwang Hyunjin

-> Misunderstanding AU - Fem! Reader

-> ABO AU - Alpha/Omega Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Werewolf AU - Alpha/Unpresented Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Demon AU - Demon!/Gender Neutral Human! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Photograph Lurker!/Monster Lover Gender Neutral! Reader

Han Jisung

-> Caregiver Soft Dom/Fem! Reader

-> Arranged Marriage AU - Chairman's Son/Fanfic Author Fem! Reader

-> Cat Hybrid/Owner Fem! Reader

-> Ghost Roommate AU - Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Siren AU - Human Fem! Reader

-> Eldritch AU - Tentacle Monster!/Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Lurker!/Exhibitionist Gender Neutral! Reader

Lee Felix

-> Royalty AU - Crown Prince/Duchess! Reader

-> Academic Rivals AU - Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Mafia AU - Sadist Older/Bratty Fem! Reader

-> Best Friends to Lovers AU - Big Cock!/Unexperienced Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Psychotic!/Love Straved Gender Neutral! Reader

Kim Seungmin

-> ABO AU - Alpha/Omega Fem! Reader

-> Writer AU - Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Enemies to Lover AU - Hero/Villain Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Enemies to Lovers AU - Inspector!/Doctor Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Manipulative!/Stockholm Syndrome Gender Neutral! Reader

Yang Jeongin

-> Childhood Best Friend AU - Fem! Reader

-> Caregiver Soft Dom/Sleeping Fem! Reader

-> Mafia AU - Fem! Reader

-> Future AU - AI Robot!/Suicidal Professor Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Stalker X Stalker AU - Posessive Coworker!/Naive Gender Neutral! Reader

Multi

-> Yandere Vampire AU - Chanlix/Fem! Reader

-> Alien Stage AU [Round 6] - Jilix

-> Doctor AU - Dr! Seungmin/Dr! Jisung/Dr! Changbin/Patient Fem! Reader

-> Sex Shop AU - Sub! Lee Felix/Sub! Han Jisung/Dom Gender Neutral! Reader

-> Corruption AU - Bottom! Dance Racha/Manipulative Male! Reader

[ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal]

Don’t ever tell yourself that you’re not enough, I am certain that you’re truly fine

PART FIVE

Ot8 x reader

Word Count: 812

Just a warning, this is my first fanfic! Does have age regression themes so if you’re not a fan, I ask that you respectfully just don’t read <3 also this will definitely have some angst

!THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!

Days passed and everytime you hung out with them, they seemed more affectionate than usual.

“Is something going on?” You asked suddenly after Seungmin wrapped a fluffy blanket around you the second you sat down on the couch.

The guys look at eachother as if silently communicating then Seungmin chuckles a bit and playfully scoffs. “There is nothing going on,” he says, not being able to make up an excuse otherwise.

You look at Seungmin curiously, not believing him for a second. “All of you have me basically catering to my every need for days now.”

“Oh please, you’re just delusional,” Seungmin tries to play it off, crossing his arms over his chest.

Looking at the guys again, you notice Felix avoiding eye contact. You look at him for a few more seconds before trying to get information from him, knowing he would most likely be the person to tell you the truth. “Lixie? Is there something that y’all aren’t telling me?”

Before Felix can open his mouth, Changbin speaks. “Oh I can’t take it anymore. This is eating me alive!” He says dramatically, before turning to you “We know about your age regression.”

Your face drops in shock with his sudden outburst, hearing Han, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Chris give Changbin a collective “really dude”.

“How…” seems to be the only thing you could say, your eyes looking between each of the guys.

Chris clears his throat before explaining quietly as if he is scared for the outcome of his sentence, “the other night… the night you wanted to leave suddenly… you showed signs of being a little…” He trails off, looking at you genuinely.

“Before you say anything or try to deny it, we think it’s cute.” Hyunjin says quickly, his eyes wide to try and get his point across.

Felix looks at Hyunjin and chuckles, “Hyung, if you keep looking at her like that, you’ll probably freak her out.” He says, trying to lighten the situation, causing a few of the guys to chuckle.

“I-I just… how do you guys know what that is? Or how to look for signs of it?” You ask, curious how they all caught on.

“The old guy knows about it… but don’t ask him how because it’s the most depressing story you’ll ever hear!” Seungmin explains, causing Chris to playfully shove him, saying a quick “it’s not depressing… and im not old!”

You look at Chris, as if observing him. A part of you always seen Chris as some type of caregiver, but now you don’t know if he knows about it in that sense or if he is possibly a little himself. “I want to know the story…” You blurt out, wanting to know the explanation which causes seungmin to playfully groan.

So Chris explains, and your eyes soften as he does. “You were a caregiver to littles online who didn’t have one because you always wanted to be a caregiver?” You ask softly, causing Seungmin to say “See! Depressing!”

“After Hyung told us about how he suspected you as a little, we wanted to learn how to be a caregiver,” Minho speaks up, his eyes looking at you softly. “We wanted you to feel comfortable around us enough so if you ever wanted or needed to regress… you can.”

This explanation makes you tear up. Knowing the guys went out their way to want to learn how to properly be a caregiver… no one has ever done that before. “You wanted to do that… for me?” You ask, your voice just above a whisper.

“We would move mountains for you, Sunbeam, if it meant seeing you carefree and happy.” Felix reassured you, smiling gently.

The petname made you blush, your cheeks now covered a pinkish red. “I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you guys.”

“Okay, back up!” Han says, standing up from the couch. “Why hasn’t anyone informed me of this information?!?! Where was I when all of you had this important discussion of our princess?” He expresses playfully, though he is very serious.

The guys looks at one another, forgetting to tell Han any of this. “In our defense, you were sleeping next to her when we talked about it!” Jeongin informs, raising his hands up defensively.

“Wait, Hannie, you didn’t know? Then why were you so affectiante with me as well?” You ask curiously.

Han’s mouth pratcially drops in shock, “I am always affectionate with you!” He says in a desperate voice. “You’re my whole world, I always treat you like you’re the most delicate thing in the world!”

“Okay, yeah you make a good point.” I say, chuckling a bit.

Changbin stands up and goes to crouch infront of you, looking up at you. “Since the cat is now out the bag… maybe now you can help us know how to properly take care of you.”

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[littleracha]

hii! It’s a little late at night for me but I have an idea! can you do a How would CG OT8 Skz would put their little to sleep? Or wake them up in the morning? (it’s all up to you!)

-☁️

I put these two asks together as I felt like they fit!

CG! SKZ Putting Their Little to Sleep

Chan

Chan wishes he could have spent more time tucking you in tonight. With the new album just on the horizon, he needed to make sure everything was finalized. With a quick kiss to your head and a gentle goodnight,

Chan clicked on your nightlight and left the door ajar.

He wasn't surprised when he heard the pitter-patter of bare feet on the wooden floor of his office. You were used to a much more detailed tuck-in. Chan couldn't help the twist of pain in his heart as he heard your sleepy little voice.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my little cub? It is past your bedtime, sweetheart. Why are you out of bed?" Chan made sure his expression was soft on the blank computer monitor before turning to you.

"Can't sleep. Daddy didn't do it right"

"Daddy didn't tuck you in the right way, baby?"

You simply nodded

"Well that won't do now will it little cubbie"

With that Chan whisked you off to bed. He snuggled up next to you and read your favorite picture book. As you began to fall deeper asleep, his voice became softer. Soon enough you were passed out on his lap. Maybe the album can wait one more night.

Lee Know

Pajamas? Check. Potty run? Check. Scared off evil monsters? Check. Sippy cup? Check. Baby monitor? Check.

Everything seemed to be crossed off Minho's mental bedtime checklist, the last task was to get you to lie down. Most nights it was a rather tough battle but after a long day out on the town, you were ready for sleep.

"Come here little kitty, Noona has the bed all set up" Minho called for you to come out from the bathroom where you were changing.

"Noonie tuck me in" You crawled under the covers Minho was holding up for you.

"Of course little one! Noona always tucks you in" Minho began to make sure you were as snug as a bug.

It wasn't long after he left the room that something felt off. He missed something, he knew it.

"NOONIE!!!!!" He came rushing in at your alarming cries

"What is it, baby? What made you so upset kitty?"

"Too dark Noonie"

THE NIGHTLIGHT! He forgot to turn on your night light. Minho quickly set up your dinosaur color-changing light on your bedside table. He watched you bop it for a bit until you fell back asleep. Add a nightlight to the mental checklist.

Changbin

Bedtime with Binnie was a challenge, but he was always up for good competition. Currently, you were standing at the side of the bed that lead to the window. Binnie was standing at the side next to the door. All you had to do was distract him and make a run for it. Once you were out the bedroom door, the world was yours!

"Give up little bunny, it's bedtime!" Changbin tried to reason with you. He was so silly for thinking that would work.

Slowly you picked up your stuffy pig named Oinks and chucked it at the wall by Binnie's head. Once he looked stunned you made your getaway. But why were you in the air and not out the door?

"Dada's got you, silly little bunny" Changbin held you up like he just won you at the county fair.

"Dada let me go!" You tried to wiggle out of his hold but it was no use.

"Fair is fair baby, bedtime for you."

You tried to argue with him as he tucked you in. Even went as far as whining as he put on some soft background music. The next thing both of you knew, you were out cold. Wresting a Dwaekki is hard work!

Hyunjin

Most nights you were asleep in Hyunjin's arms before he could get you ready for bed. However, some days your caregiver could tell bedtime was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

These nights usually came when you have been having a hard week or haven't had time to be regressed for a while. He knew how much you wanted to stay up and play but at the same time, little ones like you needed sleep. Especially after such a hard week. So what was his solution? To make bedtime fun!

Hyunjin loved setting up themed bedtimes for you, it was another way he could express his artistic side. Your caregiver was known to go all out when setting up these special nights, spending way more money than he probably should. It was always worth it in his eyes.

When he carried you into the bedroom after your little crying fit, he watched all the tears be replaced with joy. Stars were illuminated on the wall from a projector Hyunjin cleverly hide behind some books. Your comforter was switched with a spaceship blanket and planet pillows were all around the room.

"Mama! Space" you pointed out the theme for the night while wiggling from his hold.

"Yes, little one! We are in space! Mama got a very important call from Space Captian Jinniret, he is lost on one of the planets and we need to rescue him" Hyunjin put on his best narrator voice.

You saluted to Mama as he put you in your new space suit pajamas. When he tried to kiss you on your head you pushed him away, you were on a mission! After hours of searching (15 minutes), you found the captain stuck on Neptune in a broken space suit. You retrieved him and brought him back to the spaceship for safety.

Hyunjin tucked you both in stating that the captain must be cold after being lost for so long. You informed Mama you would stay on the ship to keep an eye on him. Hyunjin watched you drift off to sleep, dreaming of your space adventures.

Han

"Little quokka, you can only pick one movie," Han said followed by a chuckle.

It was predictable at this point. Han would bring you to your bedroom and ask you to pick out a movie to watch while getting ready. He would hope that you would be so immersed in the film that he could finish everything in the background and by the time he was done you would be out like a light. While it worked for the most part, Han never accounted for how hard it was to get you to pick a movie.

"But Oppa! If we watch Finding Nemo then we have to watch finding dory!" He had to admit, you were getting better at reasoning. Han pulled out your pajamas and started to help you change.

"And why is that, Ponyo?"

"Because if we have to find Nemo then it's only fair we find Dory too! Can't not find her" He had to laugh at your adorable conclusion.

"That's very true baby, it would be mean of us to not find Dory." Han tucked you under the blanket and grabbed both movies. "Let's find Nemo first and then we will see if we have the energy to find Dory, deal?"

"Deal!" You gave your caregiver a big nod to seal the agreement.

Han laid your head down on his lap after he got cozy next to you in bed. Before Nemo ever went missing, you were fast asleep.

Felix

Felix has created the perfect plan for bedtime. That plan; do not let you know he is getting you ready for bedtime.

Every night Felix knew he would have to battle you to go to sleep and he never won. Then you would wake up the next morning being cranky over the fact you didn't get enough sleep. You just had so much to do and say, that your little brain doesn't even consider sleep.

"Mommy, then Spiderman met the other spider people!" You toddled behind your caregiver as he put away some dishes.

"Yeah, honey? What else little chick?" Felix lifted you on his hip and carried you to the bathroom.

"Well, then the bad guy gets stronger! And I didn't get scared, ow! Mommy you pulled my hair" You winced as the hairbrush got stuck.

"Mommy is sorry pumpkin" he made sure to be more careful on the next pass-through. "You are so brave for not being scared"

"Mhm then um then…then Spiderman uses his powers to defeat him" Your speech started to get slurred and a big yawn threatened to escape your lips.

"He must be pretty powerful" Felix chuckled as your story started to not make sense.

"Then he um he….miles…spiderman…yeah" Your eyes grew heavy as Felix tucked you into your bed.

"Goodnight my little superhero" Felix kissed your sleepy head as you began to snore.

Seungmin

"Minnie in the building!" You jumped off the couch and ran over to your caregiver as he entered the front door. When he left for work this morning, he could see the glint of regression in your eyes. Seungmin hated that he had to leave you but this had happened before.

Throughout the day he was constantly calling and texting you. He would ask you to send pictures of lunch and dinner to make sure his little one was eating something other than candy. He called you on his lunch break to tuck you in for a nap. Voice notes often contained other reminders and simple little questions to keep you regressed. It was hard but it was the best either of you could do.

The last voice note he sent was reminding you bedtime was in half an hour. That one was recorded 2 hours ago. When you didn't respond he assumed you had already fallen asleep. Much to his surprise, you were very awake.

"Little one is not in the bed!" He said with the same energy as his iconic line. Seungmin whisked you up and cradled you in close. The giggle you let out was electrifying. He wanted so badly to sit down and play but it was already nearing 1 am.

"Minnie, couldn't sleep" Your little sleeve-covered fist rubbed your eye and showed just how tired you were. Seungmin could tell it wasn't that you couldn't sleep, rather you weren't letting yourself.

"Little pup, Minnie is here now. Shhhh my sleepy little thing" he pulled you in close and rocked you back and forth. "Let's get you to bed, firefly."

Seungmin laid you down in bed and tucked your two favorite stuffies in with you. As he stroked your hair and whispered sweet little things to you, he could tell something was wrong.

"What's up, sweetie? What is keeping my little one up?"

"Too loud" you pointed to your head.

"Awh honey, is your brain being too loud right now?" All he got was a weak nod in response. "Maybe we need to fill it with something else instead. Maybe a lullaby?" He melted as your features lit up.

Seungmin got himself situated in bed with you and laid your head on his lap. He sang soft melodic tunes to you until he felt your body become a weight. He stayed until the song was finished.

I.N.

Bedtime was one of Jeongin's favorite times with you. He got to snuggle up with his little one and read together. Every night your caregiver made sure to grab a selection of books to choose from. Some were simple picture books while others were shorter chaptered stories.

If you were his tiny baby, Jeongin would read the words out to you while you babbled away.

"Little Kit, look at you! Reading better than Innie can!"

If you were more of a toddler then your caregiver would read you the stories and ask you to point things out.

"'Then the fox snuck into the rabbit's home looking for a bite to eat'. Can you show Innie where the fox went? Through that big window? I think we have a little detective right here!"

And if you were more in a kid headspace, Jeongin would popcorn read the paragraphs with you.

"Okay kiddo, this next paragraph is a big one so why don't we break it in half? You read the first part and Innie will read the rest."

After he finished a book, or two, something three; it was off to bedtime for you. Once the sentences started to become mushy and your attention faded elsewhere, Jeongin knew sleep was fast approaching.

He always read one final story, one he memorized by heart. It was a story about a smart little one who dreamt about all the big adventures they'll have one day.

[cuddlepilefics]

I’m going down (you’re yelling timber)

Fandom: Stray Kids

Sickie: Hyunjin

Caregivers: Stray Kids

Prompts: Passing out / Exhaustion / “I’ve got you, let’s sit down, I’ve got you.”

@whumperless-whump-event

No one’s POV.:

With the way their schedules had been filled to the very brink lately, Hyunjin was impressed how the group was still going strong. For some reason, the members didn’t seem any more tried than they’d usually be, while he himself felt close to crumbling. His whole body ached and a persistent headache was pulsing behind his temples. Had been for the past week if he was being honest. 3racha worked even more than him, which Hyunjin knew because he repeatedly returned to an empty dorm, yet they seemed not to be too affected by it. At least that way, Hyunjin could shower right away when he came home from his dance practice with Minho and Felix and didn’t need to wait his turn.

That shower turned out quite long because Hyunjin’s tense muscles finally relaxed when the hot water hit his shoulders. He barely found the energy to wash himself down, his arms suddenly feeling like cooked spaghetti, and it was obvious that he’d be out like a light the moment his head hit the pillow. A shudder ran down Hyunjin’s back, the hot water suddenly feeling cold to him, causing goosebumps to prick at his skin. He braced himself against the tiled wall as his ears started to ring. In a daze, he turned off the water and stumbled out of the shower, clumsily wrapping himself in his towel before plopping down on the closed toilet seat.

Holding his swimming head in his hands, Hyunjin took a few panting breaths and felt shaky all over. Maybe he shouldn’t have turned the water temperature up so high because now his circulation was wonky and he didn’t trust himself to stand and get ready for bed. Oh how badly he wanted to be in his bed right now. That would take a while though because Hyunjin only found the strength to get dressed after taking deep breaths for five minutes. He had to sit down again while he brushed his teeth.

A few sips of water might help with the lingering dizziness but the kitchen was in the opposite direction of his bedroom, so Hyunjin was torn. If 3racha had been home, he would’ve asked someone to fetch him a drink but that was out of question now. In the end, he decided to go to bed without a drink. His head pounded and he had to hold back tears as he crawled into bed, unsure how exactly he was going to make it through his schedule the next day.

Lucky for him, their schedule started at the studio the following morning and while his headache hadn’t improved, he wasn’t dizzy anymore. It was also nice to not be alone at the dorm anymore and he shot Jisung a tired smile when he plopped down next to him at the dining table, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. The rapper looked half asleep still, about as exhausted as Hyunjin felt and the dancer was relieved that he wasn’t the only one feeling drained. On the other hand, Jisung had only gotten home after Hyunjin had already gone to bed, yet he was up and running at the same time.

Watching the rapper eat made Hyunjin’s stomach turn and he glanced at his coffee in distaste. He had no appetite at all but if he wanted to take something for his headache, he should have at least a small breakfast. Too exhausted to prepare himself some proper food, Hyunjin grabbed some crackers and a small box of banana milk, slowly nibbling one of the crackers. It felt wrong in his mouth, taking all his willpower to swallow. Figuring it’d be easier to just wash it down with the banana milk, the dancer took a swig and startled when it triggered his gag reflex. Hyunjin covered his mouth in a panic, the drink eventually going down but not without choking him. Watching the older double over coughing, Jisung guessed his friend had aspirated, too sleepy to pay attention to eating, and reached over to pat the other on the back.

When Hyunjin finally managed to catch his breath, he thanked Jisung weakly but excused himself to his room, claiming he’d finish his food while getting ready. In truth, he sat on the edge of his bed, trashcan planted between his knees as he painfully slowly finished his crackers. They left his mouth and throat itchy because he hadn’t dared to drink anymore but that was soon to change. There was no way he’d be able to swallow his painkillers dry, not after the crackers had dried him out like this, so eyeing the banana milk in distaste, he hurriedly popped the pills into his mouth and downed his drink like a shot. Lurching forward with a closed-mouth gag, Hyunjin forced himself to breathe deeply and shuddered. Goosebumps had spread on his arms, while he broke into a sweat. His stomach still churned when he wiped his brow with a trembling hand, dumping the milk carton into the trash. The pills were down, so… mission accomplished.

He'd be lying if he claimed they were helping at all though. There was still that pressure in his head, making it hard to think clearly but at least, his stomach had calmed down. He was lucky that their dance practice was only scheduled for the late afternoon and he’d have a couple of hours to get his bearings. Maybe once he was more awake, he’d be able to stomach something more nutritious that’d give him the energy to keep going. Hyunjin probably shouldn't be happy that his friends were similarly tired but a small part of him way. With all of them lacking energy, it was relatively quiet and sitting with his fellow dancers, Hyunjin eventually dared lean his head on Minho’s shoulder. It still ached and his neck felt too sore to support its weight. To his surprise, the older neither pushed him away or teased him for it, merely continuing to go over his lyrics.

Sitting on Hyunjin’s other side, Felix’ hand snuck up his hyung’s back and gently kneaded the tense muscles in his neck. The melting tension caused him to slump further into Minho, which startled the second oldest but he was quick to adjust his position to properly support his dongsaeng’s side. “Are you okay?”, Minho asked quietly enough only for Hyunjin to hear. The younger nodded slightly, breathing: “Tired. Head hurts.” – “Painkillers?”, Minho offered, reaching up to run his fingers through his dongsaeng’s hair. “Took some”, Hyunjin mumbled but kept his eyes closed, “Not helping much though.” He drifted up soon after that, too out of it to witness the hushed conversation between his fellow dancers.

Felix kept massaging Hyunjin’s neck and shoulders while the older was asleep, hoping to release some of the tension to ease his pain. At some point, Chan had come over to feel the boy’s forehead but couldn’t detect a fever. Giving the leader s sad smile, Minho hummed: “It’s probably exhaustion. He’s been going all out during practice every single time.” Chan sighed, that truly sounded like something Hyunjin would do. “If he wakes up, let me know, please. I’ll have him warm up and record his lines right away, so he and go home and rest after that. You and Felix will be fine teaching us the choreo without him later, right?”, the leader confirmed, earning a relieved nod from Minho. The dancer couldn’t bear watching his dongsaeng destroy himself like that anymore.

As soon as Hyunjin sat up and reached for his water bottle, Minho informed him of what they had worked out with Chan. It should’ve already been red flag that the younger just thanked him and started to warm up despite his voice still being thick with sleep. The Hyunjin they knew would’ve put up a fight, insisting that he was fine to keep working and especially refusing to be sidelined during dance practice. It seemed he was truly more exhausted than he let on. He even swayed slightly when he had to get up from the couch because he was called into the recording booth. Laughing awkwardly, he slurred something about his legs having fallen asleep from sitting so long and shakily entered the recording booth to receive instructions which segment he should start with.

Hyunjin felt truly lucky that 3racha were so patient and understanding with him because nothing seemed to be going his way. Despite warming up, his voice still came out flat and with his tongue feeling heavy at the bottom of his mouth, he had frequent slip ups in his pronunciation. Everyone was understanding and tried to reassure him but Hyunjin couldn’t stop the tears from blurring his vision, making his voice sound even more choked. The stuffy air inside the recording booth certainly wasn’t helping and with his breath coming faster, it didn’t take long for the dancer to feel lightheaded. He lasted surprisingly long till the dizziness hit with the same intensity as it had the previous night. Sweat beaded on his forehead and it felt like all the air had been used up, no matter how much he breathed, it didn’t seem to be enough.

When his vision darkened, Hyunjin shakily reached for the lyric stand, clammy hand clutching cold metal. His ears rang too badly for him to hear Chan calling out to him over the speakers but goosebumps spread on his skin when a gust of wind hit his arm from Chan pushing through the door of the recording booth. Strong arms wrapped around his middle and Hyunjin let himself slump into the Aussie’s chest. “I’ve got you, let’s sit down, I’ve got you.” That promise seemed to be enough for Hyunjin’s fuzzy mind to let go of the last remnants of consciousness, his knees buckling while Chan guided him to the floor. Changbin was by their side in an instant, elevating his dongsaeng’s leg. Cursing himself for not having picked up on the signs, despite Hyunjin acting so out of character, Minho was up off the couch and with them in no time, the tiny recording booth getting cramped. He swiped the lyrics sheets off the stand, fanning Hyunjin’s pale face while feeling his pulse.

Hyunjin’s head thumped as he slowly came to, making him grimace. “Easy”, Chan shushed when the dancer tried to sit up. Changbin carefully laid the younger’s legs down and slipped out of the booth for one, to give them some space and two, to fetch his dongsaengs some water. Carding Hyunjin’s hair back, Chan hummed: “How’re you feeling?” The dancer drew a deep breath before mumbling: “Like putty. Really sore and dizzy putty though.” – “Not surprised your limbs feel sluggish and heavy”, Minho winced sympathetically, rubbing Hyunjin’s arm, “You’ve been demanding far too much of your body lately. Do you think you can stand if we help you? It’s really stuffy in here and I doubt that’s helping with the dizziness at all.”

Hoisting Hyunjin to his feet, the two eldest supported him to the couch and made him lay down there again. Felix took a seat next to him and comfortingly played with his hair while they tried to figure out their next course of action. Sending Hyunjin back to the dorm by himself was out of the question now but there also was no point of dragging him along to their schedule and make him try to rest on an uncomfortable couch in a dance practice room with music blasting from the speakers. None of them would be able to accompany him though because they’d have to learn a new choreography today and Minho and Felix were needed as their instructors.

“Hyun-e, we don’t have a good feeling sending you home alone. Not with what just happened. It’ll be too loud to rest in the practice room but you could stay here at the studio. The couch is all yours, we’d bring you lunch and collect you after practice”, Chan mused. The mention of food made Hyunjin’s stomach turn but he didn’t dare argue. Scratching the back of his neck, the leader hummed: “The second option would be manager-nim taking you back to the dorm and keeping you company while you eat. After that your not to leave your bed for anything other than using the bathroom. Safety precaution ‘cause we don’t want to come home to you passed out on the floor.” – “Option two, please, but I dunno if I can stomach anything, hyung”, Hyunjin muttered, resting his hand on his middle, “Don’t feel like eating.” – “The two of you can pick up something light, some soup maybe, on the way back”, Chan smiled, “I trust you to try your best and if you can only handle a couple of bites at a time, you’ll just try to snack throughout the rest of the day and have really small servings, okay?” The dancer nodded weakly, thanking Chan. He was glad that he could finally rest up.

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skz members and who would each of them date (eldest/middle/youngest/only child) 🤔

which birth order would SKZ date?

• chan: pls don't call this a cop-out (it isn't 😠) but i could honestly see chan with any of them really. he's just so good with people that as long as you meet his broad characteristics that he's looking for, i don't know if he'd have a preference. maybe a slightttt preference for the oldest or middle child if i HAD to pick (yall were probs expecting me to say the youngest bc of daddy chan's caregiver complex, but SIKE. he lowkey wants u to bend ur will to him only lololol).

• minho: i think he'd like someone who is more dependent on him. but not in a creepy predator way, don't make it weird. youngest or middle child.

• changbin: only child. he'd lean more toward someone who can be independent but also leans on him. basically he wants someone who can be an all-arounder and actually deal with his extremeness... and people who are an "only child" always know how to fight & that would turn him on, but i cant explain it.

• hyunjin: i see hyunjin as liking someone who is more of the "wallflower" type, so i'll go with middle child. he will give you so much undivided attention, you won't even know what to do with it. like you may actually have to fight him off.

• han: oldest child. he likes someone independent & someone who can take care of him. also someone who can spank him if he misbehaves (but u didn't hear it from me)

• felix: he likes someone open and warm. someone who can see all sides of people. also someone who will nerd out with him (bc he can secretly be an insufferable geeky loser boy at times). who better to understand insufferable than a middle child (im so sorry yall i mean this in a good way)???

• seungmin: like chan, i think he could get along with all different placements actually. people who can put up with his shenanigans though are probably the best bet... that's a nice way of saying you gotta be able to not get your feelings hurt (aka have you suffered enough emotional turmoil to become immune?!) oldest or middle child.

• i.n.: youngest or only child. idk i get the vibes that jeongin will kinda wanna feel daddy for once in his life? like at least give the boy a chance & he will try so hard :(

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Little!SKZ putting up Christmas Decorations...(Pt.1)

tags: Age Regression, Little! Hyung Line, Caregivers Stray kids, sfw - i.e.: this is non-sexual age regression NOT age play, gen/no romance

summary: a series of unrelated scenarios/imagines based on SKZ Hyung Line in Little space putting up Christmas Decorations

Chan

I'm imagining his headspace to be around 3-5 years old and it's always a bit blurry between them to the point where Chan can't really tell them what age he is reliably. One time he's asked he'll say four only for him to be asked a few minutes later and it's three and then the next time he's asked he puts up four fingers but says five so now the members don't ask him his age and just try and judge it by his behaviour as best they can.

He'd love putting baubles on the tree! After each one goes on he does a little happy wiggle and when the tree is finished he's all giggly and jumping around.

He just loves Christmas decorations in general, so the dorm always looks a bit like Christmas has thrown up on it with the sheer amount of tinsel, paper chains, and ornaments that have been put up. The other members don't mind because they get to see Chan smile every time he catches sight of a decoration he put up or made.

When the decorations go up, everyone has to have a Christmas hat or wear tinsel/a Christmas headband etc! They also all have allocated stockings and Chan spends ages lining them all up by the window making sure that they look perfect! (window because I doubt they have a fireplace lolol)

Chan singing and dancing along to Christmas songs before crashing on the sofa to watch his favourite Christmas film; The Snowman

Minho

I think his headspace would be around 2-5 years old and he's pretty set once he's slipped. He might slip younger if he gets overwhelmed/overstimulated but it doesn't happen often now that the members have become pros at being his caregivers. If it does happen, I think he'd stay at that younger headspace even once he's calmed down.

I don't think he'd be that interested in the tree although I bet there would be loads of Christmas cat baubles in an attempt to get him to like decorating the tree!

Definitely more interested in tinsel (the only thing he will reliably put on the tree lolol) and wrapping it around everything in the dorm. I just think he'd like the texture and shinyness of it. All the pictures and anything in a frame has tinsel around it, any bannisters or gates have tinsel around them, the bed frames? tinsel. The TV? Tinsel. The members? Tinsel! You get the idea - the entire dorm looks like a tinsel factory!

However, once the tree is decorated (by the others) and lit up Minho loves to sit in front of it and look at all the decorations. All the cat ornaments have names, plus all the members have a skzoo bauble that they hide in the tree for Minho to find and he loves looking at the twinkling lights.

Eventually the members pull him away from staring at the tree with a hot chocolate and settle down to watch his favourite Christmas film; Tom and Jerry: Snowman's Land.

Changbin

I always picture his headspace on a bit of a slider going from 2-6 and he often slides around this range when he's slipped. Starting older then dipping younger when he gets tired or hungry or just because. Then maybe sliding older again as the day ends.

I think he starts the decorating feeling a bit older and so loves putting all the ornaments out first because he knows a lot of them are glass/fragile and so won't be able to do this when he's younger. Each of them has a *very* specific place and he will boss the members around to make sure they go exactly where he wants them!

Loads of their ornaments light up as well - I think little Changbin would love sitting in the living room with only the Christmas decorations as lights! He'd find it really cosy and warm and it would absolutely make him slip younger. (The day before Christmas decorating the members have to go out and buy masses of batteries because they know there will be tears if the lights don't work.)

When he's feeling younger he would help decorate the tree. Although only the bottom half of the tree because he hates standing when he's in his younger headspace. The members all have baubles with their names on and Changbin has to be the one to hang them up! He always puts them in a little cluster because even the SKZ baubles have separation anxiety! I don't know I just think he'd, unintentionally, be very cheesy when he's in a younger headspace, saying that 'SKZ bauble belong with each other just like the members do' and then all the boys start cooing over him and hugging him and at least one of them starts crying!

Finishing the Decorating with chocolate on the sofa watching Changbin's favourite Christmas film; Arthur Christmas.

Hyunjin

I imagine his headspace being one of the oldest headspaces out of SKZ but being a pretty big range, so like 3-8. Once he's slipped though I think it's pretty set and won't change whilst he's in headspace.

Bossy! So very bossy! Especially when it comes to the tree. The baubles must be put on exactly the right branch and he will pout and whine if they're not. The members sign and roll their eyes but they're just teasing because they don't mind dealing with Hyunjin micro-managing the Christmas tree if it means seeing him so happy and carefree!

Little Hyunjin loves making Christmas decorations! Their tree is full of handmade baubles and Christmas drawings that Hyunjin did the last he was in little space. He spends hours (and makes the members spend hours!) making paper chains, cutting out snowflakes and painting new pictures to go on the fridge because 'the old paintings on there aren't festive enough'.

All the members bringing their skzoo to Hyunjin so that he can decorate them with tinsel and Christmas hats! Jiniret getting used as elf on the shelf! The members taking pictures of Jiniret climbing the tree, getting stuck in tinsel, stealing mince pies etc and little Hyunjin absolutely loves it - giggling and hugging Jiniret and telling him off for eating all the chocolate whilst the members resist the urge to squish him due to cuteness aggression.

The day ends with Hyunjin herding them all to the sofa, giving them their skzoo's to cuddle and wrapping them in (Christmas-themed!) blankets so that they can watch his favourite Christmas film; Father Christmas

---- Hope you enjoyed this!! Part two is Here!🦦

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Hi! I wanted to ask a kinda specific weird question 🙈

Between Hyunjin and Chan who it would be more comfortable and attracted to a naive, shy type? I know that maybe based in their astrology type they wouldn't go straight to an innocent type but if they get attracted or attached to someone like this , Who would be more predisposed between this two to go out with someone shy and naive? And maybe find it thrilling?

Thanks if you answer mate ❤️

Lee Know would be the most attracted to 'naive' and 'shy' types with his Scorpio Venus in the 6th House but you specially wanted to know whether it would be Bang Chan or Hyunjin and...

I have to say Bang Chan because I think having a 'naive' or 'shy' partner would trigger his caregiver complex/daddy issues and like Lee Know, I feel he would find the idea of being someone's first or introducing his partner to new 'experiences' would be something he'd find thrilling.

Yeah, Lee Know and Bang Chan are the members with the biggest 'corruption' kink IMO but I would say Lee Know would be the member with THE biggest corruption kink.

Same as Yunho and San are the members of Ateez with the biggest corruption kink IMO for similar reasons above.

Thank you for sending this in!

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Pairing: Prince Hyunjin x Reader (AFAB)

Genre: Historical|Au, Fantasy|Au, Strangers to Lovers, Royalty|Au, Angst, Smut (Eventual), NSFW tags are under the cut.

Synopsis: The kingdom of Volantis is in disarray; the monarch rules with an iron fist. The times of hope, harmony, and kindness were buried with the queen who passed many years ago. The people are praying for a savior, but who will be their light at the end of this dark tunnel?

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Word Count: 2329 [Reading Time: 10 Mins]

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the real lives or personalities of Stray Kids. I do not know them personally. This is purely a work of fiction.

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Warning: This chapter contains, blood, and violence, minor character death, mentions of death. Reader discretion is advised.

Minho couldn’t seem to put his finger on it, but something about that encounter with the body in the road just didn’t sit right with him. Bandits were never ones to just sit by idly and let an opportunity pass them by and what could have been a bigger opportunity than a fancy carriage that was clearly owned by high born citizens? You sat stiffly at his side, fists balled and tugging at the fabric of your trousers. Minho wasn’t alone in his feelings, you’d felt like you were being watched for miles now; being followed. Training for encounters such as this and actually going through with your training were two totally separate things. Minho got your attention and motioned for you to keep a lookout at your surroundings. Your eyes had been combing through the woods as if your life depended on it, because it very well might, especially if your gut feeling was right. 

The ride was tense as you entered under the canopy of trees that lined the entrance to this side of the forest. You felt even more uneasy as your carriage moved deeper into the darkness of it. Though the trees were leaf and fruitless, it didn’t stop their branches from intertwining with one another as if holding hands. This place was devoid of life, no birds chirped, no wind brushed through the trees. No light seemed to shine here either, the thick crowns of the barren tree stands blocked out almost every speck that tried to poke through its undergrowth. You grabbed the hilt of your sword, keeping it sheathed, but ready just in case. The metal felt heavy in your hands, almost too heavy for you to wield. 

You’d been tasked with the burden of carrying your family on your shoulders, even though you were a woman. Societal norms would have dictated that you stay home and take care of your family; be the high born caregiver you were bred to be. At your age, you should have been looking for a husband, if not married already. But you’d taken on the role that your brother was no longer able to fill as the family's protector and the high sense of moral duty that came with it.  Meaning, you’d have to put on your big girl pants and step up to the plate if you wanted your family to survive this.

You knew the consequences of failure. You knew that if the King was to become aware that  anyone was moving the prince from the frozen Isle of Arcta, that there might very well be retribution. You knew that the king had killed countless of his subjects that he thought were trying to usurp the throne, even the ones who were proven not to be guilty of such. King Seojoon’s mind had turned to madness ever since the death of his first wife; she was the only one able to quell his blood thirsty compulsions . 

Not that his second wife had the will to even try. She thought she was set for life after bringing his daughters into the world. All she needed to do to make sure her life was secure, was to have a boy. But she’d failed to produce. Now more than ever, the kingdom needed its prince to be by his father's side. But bringing the prince from where he had been exiled was a risky move; but with the condition the King was in at the moment, there was no other choice. The kingdom would fall and every eye for the throne would take the opportunity to sit on it. 

Your father had been in correspondence with the woman who had been caring for the prince this past eleven years, Venia.  He knew of the young man like he had been there first hand to watch him grow up. You’d been there to listen to every one of her letters, so in a way, it was like you knew him too. You’d met him once, a very long time ago. You were too young to remember much, but something that stayed with you was the sad look of longing in his eyes. How he gazed from his throne to the children who laughed and played at this event. How, even if he didn’t say it, he wished to be carefree like them. 

Even in recent years with his paintings that your family had received as gifts, you could still feel that sense of longing. You hoped that his longing for a sense of normalcy meant that he would fight for the common people and their right to leading a normal life. One free of tyranny and oppression like most of them were suffering under his father's rule. That's what the vast Kingdom of Volantis needed; a figure of hope and a chance for prosperity.

The forest gave off an eerie feeling. It almost felt like it had popped off the pages of a dark fairytale, one that you and Minho were now the unwilling protagonists of. Every hair on your body stood on edge as you traversed through the gloomy woodland. A twig snapped in the distance, forcing you to jerk your head in its direction. Your heart started to quicken in its pace as the fear started to creep onto your body like the winding vines that hugged the trees. You could make out what looked like a figure in the distance, but you surely didn’t want to stay in the woods and find out if your eyes were deceiving you or not. You kept your eyes in the direction of the sound as you reached to touch Minho. “Quickly. I think I see something.”

The horses moved from a casual trot to that of a gallop. You unsheathed your sword, drawing the blade. Chills went up your spine as multiple sources of maniacal laughter echoed through the forest. Your grip on the hilt tightened as you readied yourself for whatever was coming. The hit was sudden to the left side of your coach, so hard it almost tipped the carriage. That's when you saw it, the most terrifying thing you’ve ever seen in your life. You hoped it was a man, but with how it looked, you were afraid it was one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Dressed in all black, the wispy ends of its tattered clothing floated around it like smoke. His horse was as black as night with a long, loose mane. A beautiful Friesian horse. Normally, you would take the time to admire such a beautiful steed, but the horse was almost as terrifying as its master as it plowed its way towards you with determination.

The face of the hoydenish figure is what terrified you the most. It was skin that covered its face, but it wasn’t its own. It looked like it had been peeled off other people and sewn together to fit whomever or whatever was underneath it. Your body shook with trepidation. Fear taking over and activating your fight or flight. Everything in you, telling you to run and don’t look back. It lunged at you, its horse keeping pace with the pair of yours. You dodged, bumping into Minho, alerting him to what was taking place on your side of the drivers box, even though he was dealing with his own problems on the right. Fear was something he normally didn’t feel since he vowed to never be helpless again, but this unforeseen situation and the proximity of the creature filled him with dread. Not to mention the manned carriage that gave chase that he caught a glimpse of in his peripheral.

He pushed forward, making the horses speed up even more. Once again the creature lunged at you, narrowly missing your throat as the pace of your carriage out maneuvered his lone horse. It’s long talon like nails grabbed at your arm, shredding a small section as its fingers dug into your skin and jaggedly tugged down, successfully pulling half your body out of the box and injuring your arm greatly. You pushed and it pulled, throwing the both of you off balance. You fell forward, your face now dangerously close to the speeding spoke. Minho grabbed the back of your trousers, pulling you back before you met your end at the wheels of your own carriage. You’d unwittingly giving the pursuer time to catch up, his horse now moving toe to toe with your own. He reached for the box. Dirt and blood were caked all over his hands as he gripped the seat irons.

Your fight instincts took over, forcing you to swing your sword at it. It didn’t dodge, nor did it make a sound as your blade sliced into its arm. It moved forward, unphased by your attack. You came face to face with the terrifying creature as it pulled itself up, planting a foot on the futchell of your coach. Determined to not let your fear control you, you fought, but the thing stayed unphased, as if your blows felt like the wind against a mountain. It took each blow as if you weren't causing it any harm at all. It grabbed you, once again trying it’s best to drag you from the box by your neck. You struggled, your free hand clawing at its forearm for your life. It lifted you high, your feet dangled, the tips of your shoes were barely touching the footboard. Your dominant hand gripped your blade and swung wildly at the beast of a man. The flourishes of your sword were erratic, like you were trying to chop wood without knowing how.

With one swift movement of your sword, you swung at its neck. The feeling of the blade slicing through its skin made you sick to your stomach. It stopped a little ways in, your blade stuck. Its grip tightened around your neck, nails digging into your flesh once again. You shrieked, the pain felt as if your neck was burning, like his fingers were on fire as they dug into your skin. You needed to get away, you couldn’t breathe and this was the most pain you’d ever been in. With another wild swing at its neck, it landed in the same spot with scary accuracy. It pushed in even further this time, your blade even closer to its spinal cord. You moved to do it again, yanking your sword out of the abrasion.

You felt the warmth of its blood as it spewed from its wound.  It ceased all movements, mumbled words were the only things you’d heard from it that made you believe it was remotely human. “Death.. To.. Volantians…” Its fingers finally loosened enough for you to stumble back into your coach. Its limp body fell from your carriage, just to be trampled by its own horse. You fell back into your seat, your sword clanking to the floor as it plummeted from your hand. The darkness of the forest was starting to lift, the end of the gloomy path was finally coming to an end. But you now had to live with the darkness of having taken someone's life, just to save your own. Just one more thing adding to the burden of carrying your family on your shoulders.

But you knew that this was only the beginning of your fight. You still had pursuers hot on your trail. The carriage that followed didn’t waste a second on its fallen comrade, choosing instead to speed up, catching up to your coach in no time. “Oh, come on!” You were drained, blood was trickling down your arm and neck and you had bruises everywhere. Minho could sense that you were tired, he also knew you were injured, that spot on your neck was still bleeding. He handed you the reins. “You sure?” Though he hadn’t seen this battle, due to the beast being on your side of the drivers box, you still wanted him to be sure before engaging with the rest of the scoundrels that attacked your carriage.

He nodded. His determined eyes said, “I got this, trust me.” He jumped from the drivers box into their carriage, surprising you. He hated exerting too much extra effort unless it was necessary. You guessed it was necessary. Two men climbed from the back to fight, but Minho was more than capable of handling himself. He'd trained alongside you and your sister growing up and with him being only a few years older than you, that made him the perfect sparring partner, even if most of the time he took it easy on you. A sharp pain went through your arm, the puncture wound felt as if it was throbbing. You reached to touch it and it was hot to the touch. But you didn't have time to dwell on that with the emanate danger you were in. 

Minho made quick work of the thugs in the carriage and jumped back into your coach with a handful of tattered womens clothes. Your eyes widened, they looked familiar. But why? Then it dawned on you, “The person from the road? So they were bandits? I didn’t see a tattoo on the guy I fought. Did yours have any?” He nodded, tossing the clothes out. They quickly caught in the wind and flew in the same direction as the bandits coach as it crashed into a formation of rocks near the river bank. Bandits usually had tattoos to signify which group or town they were from. The ones that killed Minho’s mother were a part of Balarabe the Viper’s crew. They could be found closer to Solaris, the kingdom's main castle town. That was where you would be taking the prince. You still had a few more weeks of travel until your journey would be complete, so you knew this probably wouldn't be the last time you'd run into trouble. And more than likely that trouble would be The Viper.

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Hiiiii. This is a request you don’t have to answer but I would like to know your thoughts on. I know you’ve done a few scenarios where ot8’s little gas a nightmare but what about the caregivers aka skz having a nightmare about their little ( ie like their little finding a better cg etc.) and how they would smother their little with affection and love and wouldn’t want to let them go after it.

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Bang Chan

Chan furrowed his eyebrows, tossing and turning in his sleep, "Don't take them," he mumbled, reaching out his hand. "Hah," Chan gasped, his eyes blown open but his mind was disoriented. He pushed himself out of his bed and stumbled his way towards your room. "Please be sleeping," he mumbled, hoping his dream was just a dream. Your soft snores instantly reassured him. Chan exhaled deeply, "Thank god," he whispered, walking towards your sleeping figure. You stirred awake, "Daddy?" you yawned, rubbing your eyes. "Shh, shh. Go back to sleep, little one. Daddy just needed to see you," he whispered, stroking your hair. You shifted aside, "Cuddle?" you asked, making grabby hands towards him. Chan chuckled, laying himself next to you as he pulled you close to his chest. The sound of your heartbeat against his body gave him a big relief. You figured out that something was wrong but it was too late in the night to think, "Daddy safe," you whispered, burrowing your face between his pecs. Chan chuckled, kissing your forehead, "Daddy's always safe when you're here, my sweet little one," he said, wrapping his legs around yours as you both drifted back to sleep.

Lee Minho

Minho groaned, clenching his hands into fists, "Get your hands off them," he grumbled in his sleep when Doongie swatted at his hand. "Ah?" he gasped, rubbing his eyes to see Doongie's dilated eyes. Minho chuckled, scratching under his neck, "You scared me, Doong Doong-ah. I almost decked you," he said, pampering kisses on Doongie's face. Minho pushed off his blanket and walked to your room, "Cupcake? Are you awake?" he whispered, moving closer to your bed. A subtle smile etched his lips at the sight of you snuggling Dori, "Can you come out?" he whispered, seeing Dori squirm. You shifted your position and eventually released Dori from your clutches. Minho chuckled and pulled you onto his lap. You stirred awake, "Hhgh," you whined, nuzzling closer into his chest. Minho buried his face into your hair, "Hah," he sighed, nosing your hair and face. You whined at his ministrations, glaring at him sleepily. Minho smirked, kissing your nose, "Go back to sleep, cupcake. Mama just needed you close," he whispered, rocking your body softly.

Seo Changbin

"Agi, please come back," he whimpered, dread filling his sleeping mind. Changbin jolted awake, his heart pounding in his chest. "Where's my agi? Uri agi," he slurred, wobbling to your room. Changbin swung open your door, flinching you awake. Your lips wobbled, hating the feeling of distortion. Changbin swooped you into his arm, "My agi," whispered, sniffling into your hair. Tears pooled up in your eyes, overwhelmed from being forced awake, "Baba," you hiccuped, gripping his tank top. Changbin bounced you in his arms, "Shh, shh, shh. Baba's here, agi. He's never letting you go even if you try," he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. You sighed in relief, melting yourself within his arms. Changbin sniffled a weak smile, "Just the thought of losing you agi broke me to tears, he whimpered, pampering wet kisses all over your face. He exhaled a shaky sigh, "I'm never letting you out of my sight," he said, swaying with you cosy in his arms.

Hwang Hyunjin

"My head," Hyunjin groaned, sitting up with his eye mask. A brief moment of his nightmare flashed within his mind. "Love!" he exclaimed, ripping off his eye mask and sprinting towards your room. "Lovely?" he whispered, hearing your soft subtle snores. Your face was burrowed into Jiniret. The sight itself made his heart swell. "You're here," he whispered, sitting on the edge of your bed. Hyunjin ran his hand up your calves, "Pretty love. So so precious to me," he whispered, kissing the top of your palm. You whined in your sleep, jutting your lips into a sulky pout. Hyunjin chuckled, lying next to you. He gently took Jiniret from your hold and gently set him aside, "You don't need him for now. Papa's here," he whispered, pulling you closer to his chest. You snuggled against his warmth, a soft smile etched on your lips. Hyunjin leaned forward and kissed your forehead, "No nightmare will ever come between us, love," he whispered, drifting off to sleep.

Han Jisung

"Sweetheart, please. I can do better I promise," he begged, tears streaming down his cheeks as he tossed and turned from his nightmare. A broken sob escaped his lips as he flinched awake, "Sweetheart," he sobbed, getting up from his bed and towards your crib in his room. You blinked at him, sleep coating your eyelids. Jisung carried you up and cradled your body close, "You're okay, sweetheart. Appa just had a bad dream," he whispered after hearing your distressed whimper. Jisung carried you back to his bed, "You're sleeping with Appa tonight," he whispered, placing pillows on your side of the bed just in case you accidentally rolled off. You suckled your pacifier and stared up at him. Jisung cooed, patting your tummy, "Appa woke you up, huh? Look at your pretty eyes," he whispered, stroking your cheek. You nuzzled his palm, a yawn muffled around your pacifier. "You're right, sweetheart. We should go back to sleep," he whispered, shifting you on him. You laid your cheek on his chest, sleep coaxing you deeper and deeper. Jisung kissed your hair, "Sweet dreams," he whispered, sleeping right after.

Lee Felix

"No, no, no," Felix grunted, his hair matted with sweat. He jolted upright, "Hah, hah," he gasped, tossing off his comforter. He looked around, "My sunshine. I need my sunshine," he whimpered, standing up with wobbling knees. Felix sniffled, using the walls as support as he made his way to your room. "Sunshine," he whispered, seeing you sleeping peacefully. You lifted your head, eyes shut closed. Felix chuckled wetly, "It's just me, sunshine. Mommy's here," he whispered, sitting by your face. You nuzzled against his waist, relaxed after knowing who came in. Felix smiled, kissing your ear, "Sunshine, can I ask you something?" he asked, gently rubbing your ear. You nodded, sleep still coating your mind. Felix exhaled shaking, "Am I a good Mommy to you, sunshine? Have I ever made you sad?" he gulped, remembering the words you said in his dream before you left. You shook your head and wiggled yourself onto his lap, "No. You're the best Mommy. My only Mommy," you whispered, placing his hand on your head. Felix smiled, soft tears dripping down his cheeks, "Thank you, sunshine. I love you so so much," he sniffled, stroking your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around his waist, "Love love, Mommy more," you giggled, nuzzling his torso.

Kim Seungmin

"You're mine, munchkin. You think you can just leave?" he grumbled, clenching his jaw in his sleep. Seungmin's eyes blew open, hurt and anger simmered within his chest. "Munchkin," he whispered, getting off his bed and making a beeline towards your room. Seungmin opened your door, and your soft snores sent an odd conflict within his chest. "It's just a dream. They're still here. It's just a damn dream," he grunted, trying not to project his anger towards you. "Dada, don't go," you sniffled in your sleep, tears slowly drenched your pillow. Seungmin felt his heart clench, "Oh, oh no. Dada's here, munchkin," he whispered, brushing your hair back. You melted into his touch, his presence itself made you feel safe. Seungmin smiled, "Little munchkin thought about me too," he cooed, wiping your tears. He chuckled softly and lay next to you, "You can't live without me as much as I can't live without you," he whispered, cuddling you close.

Yang Jeongin

"I'm sorry, angel. I didn't mean to wash Foxi.ny," he mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he stirred awake. The guilt clenched his heart. "I have to see my little," he slurred, getting up from his bed. Jeongin stumbled his way into the hallway. "My poor angel. I shouldn't have washed Foxi.ny," he mumbled, not realizing it was just a very vivid dream. He opened your door and beelined towards your bed. Jeongin cupped your face and sniffled, "Ninnin's sorry, angel," he whimpered, waking you up. "Huh?" you whispered, squinting at him. "I'm sorry for washing Foxi.ny," Jeongin repeated, the sleepy guilt overwhelming his brain. You nuzzled his palm, "Foxi.ny is right here," you said, holding the familiar skzoo. Jeongin tilted his head, "Oh," he whispered, wiping the snot dripping down his nose. You giggled, and wiped his nose with a tissue, "Ninnin, huggies?" you asked, wanting to go back to sleep. Jeongin blinked, "Okay, angel. Yeah. Huggies," he whispered, pulling you onto his chest. You burrowed into his hold, "Night night, Ninnin," you yawned, snuggling close. Jeongin yawned back, "Good night, little angel," he whispered, drifting off.

[lilmeowmeow04]

🫧Things Skz Do To Help You Regress🫧

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*note*this is an age regression fic with caregiver skz members

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💮Chan💮

Has you sit in his lap/carries you a lot

Ties your hair when you eat

Paints your nails

💮Leeknow💮

Gives you agere snacks/meals

Head pats

Rubs your back

💮Changbin💮

Calls you all kinds of adorable names

Gives you piggy back rides

Feeds you

💮Hyunjin💮

Pulls out crayons

Sits you in his lap and braids your hair

Takes you on walks and holds your hand

💮Han💮

Attacks you with kisses and cuddles

Plays games with you

Chases you with a stuffed animal

💮Felix💮

Picks out cute pajamas for you

Plays a cartoon/Disney movie with cuddles

Bakes a cake just so he can put frosting on your nose

💮Seungmin💮

Makes you hot milk

Wraps you up in a blanket

Nose kisses

💮Jeongin💮

Pillow forts

Matching pajamas

Puppet shows

*sorry I haven't posted in so long ㅠㅠ

Requests are always open and I will try to post more cg!skz content cuz it's really comforting to me and hopefully to others too 🩷

[ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal]

Don’t ever tell yourself that you’re not enough, I am certain that you’re truly fine

PART FOUR

Ot8 x reader

Word Count: 434

Just a warning, this is my first fanfic! Does have age regression themes so if you’re not a fan, I ask that you respectfully just don’t read <3 also this will definitely have some angst

!THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!

Summary: Chris introduces age regression to the guys (minus Han because Hannie is sleeping<3)

Chris’ question lingered for a bit, a few confused faces cross the guys. When no one really responded, Chris took a deep breath and decided to explain. “Age regression is when a person's thoughts, emotions, and behaviors revert to a younger age. It mostly is a stress or trauma response.”

Minho grows more concerned, “so what does this have to do with (y/n)?”

“I don’t want to make assumptions…” Chris starts, his eyes falling to your sleeping form. “But her actions… she might be an age regressor.”

The living room grows quiet, all eyes on you who is snuggled against Han who is also sleeping. The only sound that can be heard is the soft sleeping noises you and Han are making.

“Okay, lets say hypothetically she is an age regressor…” Hyunjin breaks the silence, “how do we go about it?”

Chris leans back against the couch, crossing his arms, “Typically a little would have a caregiver.”

“A little?” Seungmin ask curiously, “What is that?”

Chris smiles softly, “a little is what an age regressor is called, well normally. A caregiver is someone who takes care of the little, sort of a parental figure.”

Felix looks at you then Chris, “who do you know about all of this?”

“I’m not a little, but I am in the community.” Chris says shyly, his ears turning a bit red, “I always wanted to be a caregiver, I was a temporary online caregiver for littles without one.”

“Channie hyung, thats just depressing” Changbin says bluntly, looking at Chris concerned.

You stir slightly in your sleep and the guys freeze, not wanting to wake you up.

“Rub her back,” Chris whispers urgently to Minho, knowing that soothing gesture typically calms littles down. Minho does as he was told, softly rubbing your back and your stirring and quiet whimpers stop.

“Woah,” Jeongin says in amazement. “Hyung, you really know your stuff.”

“Going back to my question… How do we go about this?” Hyunjin ask again, his eyes looking directly at Chris. “Do we just ask her ‘are you an age regressor?’ or we just, act like we don’t know?”

Felix’s eyes widen, “hyung we can’t do either of those things. We can’t spook her, we have to find another way.”

“Teach us how to be a caregiver,” Minho straightforwardly tells Chris as he still rubs your back. “If we can’t ask her or acting like we don’t know isn’t an option, if we know how to approach it as a caregiver, maybe she’ll just tell us herself…”

Chris looks at Minho surprised, “you know, thats not a bad idea.”

Part Five

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