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Chapter One: First Day at Playcare! (6,600 words.)

♡ Fandoms: BTS, Stray Kids!

REQUESTS OPEN :) 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!

Notes: Welcome! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

This is a very fluffy, very relaxed series that hopefully you can immerse yourself in!

There will be some angst but mostly fluff!

In this universe, Littlespace is permanent. If you don't know much about Littlespace, please research the topic elsewhere, since this story doesn't reflect how Littlespace functions in real life! Thank you!

The car's tyres grind against the tarmac as Jungkook pulls into the Little Sunshine Playcare's car park, a single storey building coming into view. It's made of caramel colored wood and black metal, a big welcome sign at the front that has a smiling cartoon sun attached to it. Arts and crafts are stuck to insides of the windows, so many colorful handprints reaching out to you as if giving you high-fives.

You tuck your chin into the soft collar of your pink sweater, peering at them nervously through your lashes.

As Jungkook chooses a parking space and turns off the engine, Taehyung twists around in his seat.

A kind smile graces his face. "Are you ready for your first day, sweetness?"

"Umm-..."

You glance back outside.

There's a man holding the hand of a colourfully dressed woman walking up to the front safety gate. He pulls the little knob and guides her through to the door, stopping to poke some buttons on a square thingy on the wall before heading inside.

"I dunno, Papa," You mumble as they leave your sight.

What if they don't wanna play with you? What if your teachers are meanies, and not nice like your Daddy and Papa?

"You don't know?" He sing-songs, pouting and reaching out to pinch your knee playfully. "Are you a little bit scared?"

Hang on.

You didn't say that!

Jungkook turns just in time to see you gasp, giggling to himself.

"I'm not scared!" You protest. "I'm not scared of anything, Papa!"

"Aww. I know."

Jungkook is sceptical. "No? Not even Lord Tirek?"

You think back to last night, when the big, scary monster appeared on the screen and you just had to hide in your Papa's arms.

You admit, "Maybe I'm scared of some things."

Taehyung smacks your Daddy on the shoulder, eyes wide behind his black glasses. "Luckily there's no Lord Tirek here then, right?"

"Right, Jagi," He agrees guiltily.

"Come on. It's time to get out now, sweetness."

You hug your teddy bear to your chest as they both exit the car.

Taehyung appears at your window, pulling your door open and leaning over you. He takes the big, red car seat buckle laying on your belly in his hands and clicks the two halves apart. The straps fall over your shoulders as he slots his hands under your armpits.

"Let's not forget your present," He reminds you, lifting you out of the seat and onto the ground.

As Jungkook rounds the car, he catches you chewing on your teddy's ear.

"Ah-ah," He chides, his tattooed hand coming up to pull it from your lips. "That's yucky. Be nice to Mr Bear, okay?"

"Sorry, Mr Bear."

"And?"

"Sorry, Daddy."

"Thank you."

"Here it is." Taehyung pulls out the bakery carry-box, slamming the door closed and carefully passing it to you. "Gentle hands."

"Good job." Jungkook praises. "It's not too heavy?"

"S'fine, Daddy."

Walking through the car park together, Taehyung strokes his hand through your hair, fixing the few fly-aways that have slipped from your piggy tails he very lovingly styled you in this morning. Your Papa is great at doing hair. Oh, and at picking outfits.

He's wearing a beige knitted vest over a plain white shirt, baggy pants, big shoes, and a beret.

The hairdresser's he works at lets him wear whatever he wants!

Jungkook, though; He has to wear a suit every day.

"Wooooow. Is that right?" Your taller parent exclaims. "You must be very strong?"

"Yes, I am, Daddy." You agree, plodding along.

For some reason, as he opens the gate and lets you through, both of them break out in chuckles above you. You don't know what's so funny about saying that! When you carried that heavy bag of rice at the shops yesterday, Daddy only had to help a little.

The door makes a clicking sound as the code is punched in, Jungkook pushing it open gentlemanly.

As you step into the foyer, you're suddenly hit with the feeling of being lost in a new place. You got lost in the supermarket once and it was so scary. Even scarier than Lord Tirek. You were about to be lost forever and ever until your Daddy finally found you.

You don't want to be alone again. No, no, no! A sad moan leaving your throat, you drop the bakery box onto the floor and wrap your arms around Jungkook's waist, smooshing your face into his breast through the black fabric. You're never letting go!

"Oh!" Taehyung exclaims, picking the small box back up. "Whoopsies."

"Whoopsies," Jungkook croons.

"Good morning," The lady at the desk greets, before her eyes widen. "Would you like some help?"

"We've got it." Your Papa assures her. "We're here to sign in Jeon-Kim Haen, please."

"Of course. Just a moment."

"I'm scared," You muffle.

"It's okay, baby." Jungkook soothes, rubbing your back. "Remember what you said before?"

I'm not scared of anything!

"I lieeeed." You complain. "I'm sc- scared of Lord Tirek and the air frier and scorpions and getting lost!"

Taehyung plucks a tissue from the reception desk box, bending to mop the yellow frosting off the floor.

Jungkook tsks sadly. "Maybe. But you're still very brave, Haen-ie."

"I'm b'ave?"

"Of course you are. Can you say, 'I'm Daddy and Papa's strong, brave girl'?"

"I'm- I'm Daddy and Papa's strong, b'ave girl."

"Good morning!" A new voice comes lilting into the room. You squeeze Jungkook even tighter, turning your head ever so slightly to get a look at the newcomer. A man as tall as your Daddy is approaching the three of you, dressed in an orange hoodie and looking like he swallowed the sun and all the stars for breakfast, the light trying to escape through his face. "Did we have a little accident?"

"We did," Tae laughs, throwing the used tissue and squished cupcake into a nearby bin.

"Don't worry. No harm done!"

His black hair is tousled neatly over his forehead, a rainbow lanyard laying against his chest.

"She's nervous about her first day." Jungkook explains, stroking your cheek. "Had a bit of a scare coming in."

The man smiles, his eyes turning into crescent moons. "You must be Haen-ie. I'm Hoseok-seonsangnim. It's nice to meet you!"

"Hello, Hoseok-seonsangnim." You murmur politely. "Are the cupcakes okay?"

Taehyung chuckles. "They're for her classmates."

"Wow, that's very nice of you." Hoseok gasps, looking through the little plastic windows. "Ooooh, yummy. They look perfect."

You let him know, "You can have one, too."

The three of them burst into soft laughter.

"Awww. Thank you, Haen-ie. You're a very kind girl. How about we go share them with everyone? Would you like to do that?"

You pause, thinking about it for a moment. "Okay."

"Awesome! Good idea." He praises, even though the idea was his, taking the box. "You'll have so much fun today!"

"You hear that? Come say goodbye to Papa-bear, sweetness."

You let go of your Daddy to fall into Taehyung's embrace, trying not to feel too scared as he wraps you up safely in his arms, rocking you gently from side to side and growling like a big, happy bear. When he pulls back, he kisses your forehead and passes you off to Jungkook, who gives you a quicker, lighter hug and reminds you not to chew on Mr Bear because he likes his ears to be clean.

"I won't, Daddy." You promise, earning another kiss to the forehead.

"Good girl. Daddy and Papa will come and pick you up later, okay?"

"Okay."

One last kiss. "We love you."

"Love you," Tae smiles.

"Love you, Daddy, Papa."

Hoseok offers his hand to you. "Come on, Haen-ie. Let's go share these yummy cupcakes, huh?"

Taking his hand in yours, you bravely let him guide you away.

"What flavor are the cupcakes, Haen-ie?"

"They're chocolate," You tell him, remembering what Papa asked the baker-lady for this morning.

"Oooh. I loooove chocolate." Your teacher gushes, giving your hand a bit of a squeeze as you walk side by side down the bright corridor. Splodgy paintings and crayon drawings hang from little wooden pegs along the wall, all the cats and dogs and dragons and two headed shark-giraffe hybrids all grinning down at you with silly faces and glittery decorations. "Is chocolate your favorite, too?"

"Uh-huh." You sheepishly nod. "I like it- I like it even betterer than vanilla, but Papa likes strawberry."

"He likes strawberry, does he? What about Daddy?"

"Daddy likes chocolate, too. He goes to the gym a lot, but he says it's healthy so we can eat lots!"

He laughs at that. "Well, I don't know about 'healthy', but it sure is delicious. Oh, look! Here's our classroom!"

You come to a stop in front of a door with a sticker on it that says, 'A2.'

Glancing back down the corridor, you notice the foyer is suddenly very empty. No Daddy, no Papa. Hoseok distracted you. You face forward again, taking a deep breath and telling yourself, I'm Daddy and Papa's brave girl, as he knocks on the door.

It opens. A man with long, wavy hair smiles sweetly at the both of you, moving to let you inside.

"Good morning!" He greets, closing the door behind you. "This must be our new friend, Haen-ie."

The classroom is bustling, filled with squealing laughter as Baby Shark plays loudly from somewhere.

"We're doing some dancing right now. It helps shake out all those early-morning jitters." He explains. "My name is Hyunjin-ie. It's so exciting to meet you! I'm one of the EAs in this room, so I'll be helping you get settled in today! Does that sound good?"

"What's an EA, Hyunjin-ie?"

"It means, 'Educational Assistant'. That means my job is to be your best friend and help you with your work!"

When you giggle, Hoseok adds, "We've got some delicious chocolate cupcakes here for everyone, too."

"Ohh! Cupcakes? I knew today was going to be a great day."

"Excuse me, friends!" Hoseok calls out over the song, getting everyone's attention. "I know we're all having fun dancing, but we have a new classmate here joining us today and she's very kindly brought us some delicious cupcakes to eat together!"

Exclamations break out across the room. "Cupcakes!!"

As the kids come running over, Hoseok sets the box down on the nearest activity table. "Everyone, say thank you to Haen-ie!"

"Thank you, Haen-ie!"

"Thank you, Haen-ie!"

"I love you, Haen-ie!"

A shy smile makes its way onto your face, realizing that nobody here is mean like you thought they would be.

Your classmates jump up and down like pieces of popcorn as Hoseok hands a small cupcake to you first, then sharing the rest of them to the gathered crowd, reminding them all to be patient and thanking them for their nice manners.

Peeling back your cupcake's paper liner, you take a big, big bite.

Mmm. Chocolate with sweet, yellow frosting and a tiny, bear-shaped cookie sticking out of it.

"Thank you, Heun-ie!" A boy exclaims, his chin smeared with frosting. "Dis is soooo yummy!"

You smile, "My Papa buyed them."

"I love your Papa."

"I love my Papa, too."

"Nice manners, Jimin-ie." Hoseok praises him, handing the last of the cupcakes to EA Hyunjin and two other men who must be teachers. "Haen-ie, you've already met Hyunjin, but this here is EA Yeongbok-ie and Teacher Yoongi-seonsangnim."

The first man, Yeongbok; he has blonde hair, the color of vanilla cookies, and a wonky, toothy smile sweeter than every cookie in the world. He gives you an enthusiastic wave, his voice deeper than even your Papa's. "Hi! Nice to meet you!"

The second man, Yoongi, looks a bit like a sleepy, smiley cat. "Hello, Haen-ie."

"Hello," You wave back.

"We can meet the rest of your teachers later, but Yeongbok here is our second EA, and Yoongi is our very talented music teacher."

The man snorts. "I play recorders, Hoseok."

"All the same."

"Do you like music, Haen-ie?" Yeongbok asks as he pulls out a wooden seat for you, sitting in the one next to it.

"Okay, everyone! Sit down to eat, please!"

As everyone gets settled, you sit down next to Yeongbok and Hyunjin while Yoongi walks off with his cupcake.

"I like to sing with my Daddy and Papa," You tell the friendly EAs, your two new best friends.

"You guys just moved here from Geochang, didn't you?"

"Yeah," The mention of your old home sends a pang through your heart. It was a lot different than here. The streets were lined with wild grass and old, proud houses, always a breathtaking view of the mountains sitting on the horizon. "We got here two days ago."

"Well, we're very happy to have you here." Hyunjin smiles like a pretty prince. "What do you like about Seoul so far?"

Oh, um... You've never thought about that up until now.

"I like Han River," You guess, popping the biscuit in your mouth. "And we're going to Teseum Teddy Bear museum this weekend."

"Uwaaah," Yeongbok exclaims, "That sounds exciting?"

You nod, chewing, the wet crumbs falling from your lips and into your lap. "Bea'ws are my fav'ite animal."

"Oooh, careful," He warns, taking the handkerchief out of his pants' pocket and using it to clean you up.

"Oh! Sorryyyy."

"Don't worry." He brushes the crumbs off your sweater, and then your bear's fat, brown nose. "Look. It's as if nothing ever happened!"

"Daddy doesn't like it when I get my things dirty," You babble, giving the teddy a kiss as an apology, "Or chew on Mr Bear's ears."

"Aaah," Hyunjin hums understandingly, "So you're going to be one of the messy ones."

"You're going to love art class."

"I love art class!" A nearby boy butts in. "I made a painting for my Mommy yesterday!"

"Yes, and you used yourself as the canvas, didn't you?" He jokes, pinning him with an cool, sassy look.

The boy does nothing but giggle, his teeth covered in bits of chocolate cake, before running off to join his friends again.

"That's Jeongin-ie."

As you bite and swallow the last chunk of your cupcake, Yeongbok stands from the small seat, leaving his own cupcake on the table and offering his hand to you. "All done? Let's go put your bag away in the cubby before class starts, okay?"

"Okay, Yeongbok-ie." You agree, grabbing his pale hand and following him.

He takes you over to the wall besides the classroom door, where the cubby shelves are all stuffed with the other Little's backpacks, books, spare clothes, and water bottles. Coloured strips of paper are velcroed above each one, their names printed on them.

'Jimin', 'Jeongin', 'Maru', 'Nathan', and even your name! You point it out to Yeongbok, who chuckles in that delicate, tinkling way of his that makes it sound like he's a magical xylophone. He takes off your purple backpack and places it in the cubby below your tag.

Returning to the sitting area together, you spot Hyunjin and Yoongi helping tidy the aftermath.

"This one was yours," Yoongi nods toward an empty liner, wiping down the table with a cloth. "Go put it in the trash, please."

Hyunjin adds, "You too, Jeongin."

"Okayyyy." The boy sing-songs. "Fine."

Scooping up your trash and dumping it in the nearby bin, everybody works hard to clean up before settling down in their assigned seats at the activity tables strewn across the room. You're unsure where to go, awkwardly hugging Mr Bear, but sweet EA Yeongbok is there to help you again, taking your hand and guiding you to a table near the toy boxes. Jeongin and Jimin are sitting there, too.

"Ooh, Haen-ie. Look." The man points at the back of the chair. "What's that?"

You follow his finger.

Wow! It's another tag with your name on it!

"My name!" You exclaim proudly as you sit down. "This is my chair, Yeongbok-ie!"

"You're right. It is your chair," The man praises this genius discovery, as he drags another chair over and sits next to you.

Hyunjin and Yoongi are both sitting at other tables, joking with the kids around them.

"Hi! I'm Jimin!" The boy in front of you cheers.

"I'm Jeongin!"

"These are your table-mates, Haen-ie. Say hello?"

"Hello," You greet, using Mr Bear's fluffy arm to wave to them. "It's my first day today!"

"Why is it your first day?"

"We moved here." You explain, "And my old playcentre is too far away to visit, now."

"Awwww," Jimin pouts.

"That's so sad!"

"It is a little bit sad," Yeongbok validates, his tone comforting, "But she's going to make lots of new friends here, isn't she?"

Jeongin nods so fast you think his head might fall off. "I'll be your friend, Haen-ie!"

"Me, too! Do you like dinosaurs?"

Glancing at the T-Rex printed on his blue sweater, you shrug. "Um... A little."

"Oh." He deflates, perking right back up again afterwards. "It's okay! I'll still be your friend!"

"Yeah! He's friends with me, and I like sharks, but he doesn't like sharks, and we're still friends."

"Okay, guys," Yeongbok interrupts, placing a finger over his lips, "Sh, sh, sh. Let's listen to Hoseok-seonsangnim, okay?"

"Okay."

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

"It's time for our first class of the day, friends." You turn your attention to the front of the classroom, peering over Jimin's shoulder as Hoseok drags the wheelie whiteboard into view, uncapping an orange marker and smiling brightly at his class. "Now, Yoongi-seonsangnim and I were nice enough to let you guys have some cupcakes before class this morning, weren't we?"

"Yeah!" You all reply at once.

"Yeah! Fun, right? So do you think you'll all be able to put your learning caps on, now?"

As he mimes putting on a big hat, you all copy him.

Even Yoongi, Hyunjin, and Yeongbok, too!

"Perfect!" He lowers his hands. "Does anyone know what we're going to be learning today?"

The whole class starts giggling hysterically as he glances at the laminated chart on the wall, which very obviously reads, Monday, 1. Music, 2. Arts and Crafts, 3. Snack Break, 4. Math, 5. Nap Time, 6. Lunch Break, 7. Reading, in bubble letters.

Everyone shouts out, "Music!"

"It's Music!"

"Music, Hoseok!"

"It's what?" Your teacher squints, cupping his ear. "We're learning what?"

You join in the chaos, shouting, "Music!!"

"Aaaaah. Music! Why didn't you say that the first time?"

Silly Hoseok-seonsangnim. You guys did say that!

"Let's start with our word of the day first, and then we get out the instruments." Turning and writing, Word of the Day, at the top of the whiteboard, he faces forward and looks directly at you. "How about you choose today's word, Haen-ie?"

Oh! You?! 

"There's no wrong answers," Yeongbok encourages you when he notices your apprehension. "What about Bear?"

You give a quick nod. "You say, please?"

He happily reports back to your teacher, "The word of the day is Bear!"

"Oooh. Good choice. Let's all use the letters at our tables and have a go spelling Bear!" 

"Oh! I know, I know!" Jimin exclaims, wiggling impatiently as your EA reaches into the middle of the table and pulls out a velcro board and a cup of felt letters from the basket of supplies, splaying them out. "Let me do it! I know!"

He grabs the pile of letters, pulling out a flimsy G character and sticking it to the board.

"Good job, Jimin-ie." Yeongbok slides the letters in front of you. "Haen-ie's turn, now. We have to work as a team!"

Humming thoughtfully, you sound out the word Bear in your head. There's a Guh, and then an Ohhhhh. Must be O.

You stick the O character below the G.

When it's Jeongin's turn, he sticks down an M character, completing the simple Hangul symbol.

"Is everybody ready? Show us your boards!"

Chatter fills the room again as Yeongbok holds up the board for you.

Hoseok glances from table to table, nodding, "Correct! Yep, correct! Well done! Yeongbok's table, correct!"

Your EA gives you a high-five.

Yay!

"Hyunjin's table," He sucks in a breath at the last group, "I'm afraid that's not quite right."

Everyone at the table groans in defeat and starts throwing accusations around.

"I told you it was just one M!"

"Hyunjinnnnn!"

"You didn't listen!"

Yoongi's laughing behind his hand, shoulders shaking.

The kids keep heckling him as he grumpily throws down the letter in his hand.

Yeongbok laughs, "Maybe you need to move to the baby's room, Hyung? What do you guys think?"

"Baby's room!" The girl next to Hyunjin chants. "Baby's room!"

Hyunjin sticks his tongue out at her.

"Okay. Okay," Hoseok chuckles, taking back control of the room as Yoongi stands up. "Time for music, now."

When Namjoon checks his watch, he announces, "Snack break, everyone!"

Jumping up from your seat and pulling your bucket hat on, you can't wait to eat!

You file out into the play yard with everyone else, finding a spot at one of the picnic tables. Hoseok and Namjoon-seonsangnim wheel out two carts of food, approaching each table and handing out the small bowls. Namjoon; You met him during Arts and Crafts. He's tall and muscly like a sports teacher, but he actually teaches art and English, his face round like a toffee candy, both cheeks dimpled.

"Hello, everyone." He greets, placing a plastic bowl and spoon in front of you. "Did you have fun in art today?"

"Thank you," You remember your manners, licking your lips at the sight of the sliced fruit and yoghurt.

"You're welcome, Haen-ie."

As you stick your spoon in, Seungmin exclaims, "Yeah! I maked a rainbow! It was really pretty."

"'Made'." Hoseok calls out.

The boy corrects himself. "I made a rainbow."

"Yes, I saw. It was pretty."

Gulping down the dollop of yoghurt and crunchy apple pieces, you gaze out at the patch of sunlight nearby. Your class's art creations are drying in the sun, the pieces of paper swaying in the breeze, wrinkled from all the glue and pom poms on them.

"I made a dinosaur with Jimin," You garble as Namjoon walks away with the cart, your mouth full.

The boy nods. "It was a brontosaurus. Brontosauruses are the ones with the-!"

"The long necks," The girl across from him rolls her eyes. "We know."

Your dinosaur's neck was five pompoms long!

He gasps. "You like dinosaurs, too, Ahyun?!"

"No. You just talk about them all the time." She glances up from her bowl. "Haen, you have glue on your elbow."

You do? Shrugging a shoulder, you peer down at the side of your arm and scratch the dried flake off.

"And paint on your shoulder."

Oh, she's right. There's a pink splat on your sweater. You hope your Daddy won't be too upset.

"And on your hand."

... Oh.

"She got really messy," The girl beside her giggles. "She's like my baby brother, and he's only one!"

"I think she's messier," She jokes, making your cheeks go hot.

"Are you one, Haen-ie?"

"No. I'm nineteen," You mumble uncomfortably, hiding your paint-covered hand under the table. "And four on the inside."

"You should go sit somewhere else," Ahyun chirps. "I don't want you to get me dirty!"

"She won't," Jimin frowns.

"Yes, she will!"

Whatever. You don't want to sit with Ahyun, either. You pick up your bowl and stand from the wooden bench, storming over to the playground and ducking under one of the platforms. You hide away in a dark corner to finish eating your snack in peace.

Tears start burning at the edges of your eyes when you catch a second glimpse at your ruined sweater.

"Haen-ie? Sweetie?"

Sniffling, you watch Hyunjin as he searches the playground, coming to a sudden stop when he sees you. He looks like he's about to explain that you're not allowed to eat in the playground, but something in his expression changes and he crouches down.

"Haen-ie, sweetie, what are you doing all the way over here?" He asks. "What's the matter?"

Glancing behind him, you catch the other teachers watching the two of you, before they go back to what they were doing.

Hyunjin crawls in and sits beside you, long hair framing his face as he tilts his head at you.

"Haen-ie?"

You pout, "I don't wanna sit at the tables."

"No?"

You shake your head, poking sadly at your yoghurt.

"You don't want to sit with your friends? Jimin and Jeongin?" He tries, only to be met with silence. "Me and Yeongbok-ie?"

You admit, "I don't wanna sit with Ahyun."

He pauses. "Did Ahyun say something a little bit mean?"

You nod. "Her friend said I'm like her baby brother because I'm messy. And then Ahyun said I'm even messier than him because I got paint and glue on my clothes in art class, and then she said I can't sit with them, so I came over here to hide."

Sympathy washes over his face. He muses, "That wasn't very nice of her, was it?"

"No, it wasn't," You agree.

"Did it make you sad?"

"Uh-huh." It did make you sad. "I didn't get messy on purpose, Hyunjin-ie. It was an a'sident."

"Awww, Hyunjin-ie knows it was an accident, sweetie. And you know what?"

"What?"

"Art class is all about getting messy, little friend. Wouldn't it be boring if the paint only got on the paper?"

"My Daddy doesn't like it when I get dirty. He likes it when things are perfect and nice and clean."

Your Papa calls him a 'Perfectionist'.

"You're already perfect and nice," He argues. "And Yeongbok and I are going to make sure you're clean, too."

"You are?"

"Yeah. Yeongbok is new, too, you know. He's only been here a week. And he says I should be in the baby's room. Pssh. After art class ended, I had to teach him where to find the extra wet wipes, but you went outside to eat before we could clean you up!"

Ohhh. You remember now! After class ended, Yeongbok told you to wait, but you forgot and ran outside!

"I was too excited to eat!"

"Yes, you were." He chuckles, taking your hand. "Come on. Let's go get clean!"

"Okay!"

He helps you crawl back out from the playground, leaving your bowl at the table and stepping inside the empty classroom.

It's much quieter in here. The aircon hums above you, tables all clean and glossy. You see Yeongbok standing behind the partition of the exposed bathroom area, peeling open a package of wet wipes and digging through your purple backpack.

Both of you approaching him, Yeongbok gasps dramatically with a big, sunny smile. "Haen-ie!"

Hyunjin squeezes your hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't wait for you, Yeongbok-ie," You apologize sweetly. "I got distracted and forgot to wait for you!"

"Aw. That's okay." He says, pulling out a spare shirt with a big strawberry on it. "Let's get you into some clean clothes."

The two nice men work together to remove your paint-covered sweater and stuff it back into your backpack, wiping down your fingers and palms with the wet wipes afterwards. Yeongbok quickly dresses you in the green shirt and adjusts your bucket hat.

"There we go," He celebrates, zipping your backpack up. "That was nice and easy, wasn't it!"

"Thank you, Yeongbok-ie and Hyunjin-ie!"

"See? Nothing bad about getting messy." The older EA holds his hand out to you. "Come on. Let's go finish eating, little friend."

Uh oh.

"Do I have to?"

Yeongbok makes a confused face. "I thought you were excited to eat?"

"I am, but," You twist your shoe into the floor. "Ahyun was mean to me."

He frowns. "Oh, no."

"Hyunjin-ie will make sure Hoseok-seonsangnim tells Ahyun's parents she was being mean to one of our friends," Hyunjin promises. "And you can sit with me, if you like, or we can ask Jimin and Jeongin if they want to move tables with you?"

You wanna sit with all of them!

"Let's all sit together!"

"Okay, sweet friend." He praises as you take his hand. "Let's go. Your yoghurt is waiting for you!"

You giggle. "I'm coming, yoghurt!"

Hyunjin guides you back into the play yard, approaching the picnic table.

"Excuse me, guys," The man politely interrupts, pointing to a nearby empty table. "I'm going to take my friend Haen-ie over to the kind-friends table over there, and we want to know who else is going to join us."

"Ooooh," Ahyun's friend exclaims. "I do!"

Not wanting to be left out, Ahyun agrees and raises her hand. "Me too, Hyunjin!"

"Sorry, Jenna and Ahyun. This table is only for kind friends. You weren't being a very kind friend to Haen-ie today, were you?"

She gawks. "Wh-?!"

"Maybe when you're feeling a little bit kinder," He suggests, "You can come and join us later."

As she scoffs angrily, Jimin raises his hand. "Can I come, Haen-ie?"

"What about me?" Jeongin adds. "I wanna sit with you!"

"Me, too!" Seungmin agrees. "I'm a kind friend!"

You go pink under all the attention. "Okay!"

"Yay!"

"Let's go!"

"Kind-friends table!"

The four of you grab your bowls and go sit at the other, better table together. Hyunjin offers his lap to you since you might still be a little sad. Even though you're feeling better now, you still climb up onto his thigh, while the three boys sit around you.

"There you go," Hyunjin cooes, bouncing you up and down a little. "Ooooh. Apple? What else did you get?"

"I got banana," Seungmin answers, pointing at his friend's bowl. "Jimin got some, too!"

Jeongin pouts, "I got grapes."

"He hates grapes," The boy beside him explains helpfully.

You ask, "Do you like apple?"

When he nods, you hold your bowl over his, using your spoon to flick the apple into it.

"Thanks, Haen-ie!" He gasps, before giving you his grapes. "You can have mine!"

"Thanks, Jeongin-ie."

"Woooow," Hyunjin exclaims, "Nice sharing, you guys."

"My Papa says it makes our friends sad when we don't share," You tell him. "And I don't like it when people are sad, Hyunjin-ie."

The man suddenly clutches his heart through his baggy shirt, wincing like he's in pain. "Dawww."

You giggle at his outburst. "What, Hyunjin-ie?"

He makes a Grrrrrr sound as he mimes grabbing your cheeks. "You're adorable, that's what!"

You push his hands away. "Silly Hyunjin!"

Yeongbok comes into view as you all laugh together, setting his bowl on the table. "Hey! Don't have all the fun without me!"

"How are you guys going over here?"

As Hoseok approaches your table, you pout your lips around the pencil in your mouth.

Not good. Math is hard!

He takes notice just like all good teachers do. "Needing some help there, Haen-ie?"

You mumble, "Yes, p'ease."

Yeongbok gently pulls your hand away. "We don't chew on pencils, little friend. There you go."

As he goes back to helping Jeongin, Hoseok takes a seat next to you. "Tell Hoseok-seonsangnim what you need help with."

"Yeongbok-ie is busy with Jeongin and there's-! There's too many steps!"

"Ahhh, I see. Don't worry. Let's break them down together, shall we? Can you read the question to me?"

You look down at your paper, making sure to ignore the cartoon gardener at the bottom because he's annoying you. "Taeyun buys some-... some flower seeds. He plants five seeds in normal soil, and five seeds in special mulch. The seeds in the... in the special mulch grow double the flowers than the seeds in the regular soil grow. How many flowers will he have when they're done growing?"

See?! That's super hard.

Taehyun should ask somebody else about his flowers, because you have no idea.

"That was great reading," Hoseok praises you, before grabbing a blank piece of paper and some crayons from the supply box. "I've got an idea. You know what helps me when I can't figure out a question? Drawing it out!"

Your eyes widen. "There's questions you can't figure out?"

A laugh escapes him. "Yes, there are. Even teachers need help, sometimes."

"But you're super smart?"

"The only way to get smart is to be wrong a lot of times first." He explains, drawing some dots on the page. "Let's draw what we need to know. First, I'll draw the seeds... Five normal seeds on the left and five special seeds on the right."

When he's finished, he hands you a green crayon.

"Now let's draw the flowers coming out of the seeds."

"Okay. I'll try!"

"That's what I like to hear, friend. You should draw two flowers coming out of each special seed, remember?"

Nodding, you get to work drawing the stems.

After that, you add a yellow ball and colorful petals to each one.

"Let's add some ladybugs!" You suggest, reaching for the red crayon.

"Hang on. We don't need any ladybugs right now." He reminds you. "Maybe you can draw some in art class tomorrow, okay?"

Awwww. "Okay."

"Let's count the flowers instead. Ready?"

"Uh-huh. One, two, three," You concentrate hard and count every flower. "Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen!"

"Fifteen. Well done!" Hoseok exclaims with a big, excited grin, giving you a double high five. "You did it!"

"I did it!"

"Go ahead and write the answer down and we'll have a go at the next one."

"Okay! Thank you, Hoseok-seonsangnim."

"You're very welcome, sunshine."

By the time you've filled out the math booklet, you're in serious need of a nap. Being smart is lots of effort. How does he do it?

Luckily, it's nap time.

You grab Mr Bear and head into the toy area, where the EAs have moved the furniture out of the way and set up sleeping mats on the floor. Your Papa packed your softest, pinkest bedding today. You kneel on the cotton fabric, yawning and laying your head on your pillow as Hyunjin pulls the curtains over the windows. Hundreds of stars light up the walls when Yeongbok switches on the lamp.

"Who needs a little extra help getting to sleep today?" He asks quietly, switching on the speaker next.

The sound of somebody playing the piano graces your ears.

A couple of kids raise their hands, including you. No matter how tired you are, it's still scary falling asleep in a new place.

Hyunjin comes over to you.

"Close your eyes, sweetie," He whispers, settling beside your mat.

With him slowly stroking your hair, you're drifting off into dreamland before you even realize it.

At the end of the day, while you're all sitting on the rug, Hoseok asks, "Who here had a good day today?"

"Me!" You all shout.

"Let's share three things we're grateful for today," He says, gesturing to a student. "Let's start with you, Jihyun."

She tilts her head. "Ummm... Art class, Yeongbok helping me find my pencil when I lost it, and... Oh! Haen's cupcakes!"

"Oooh. They were yummy, weren't they? Jimin?"

He's got his answer right away. "Meeting my new friend Haen-ie!!"

Jeongin's got his, too! "Haen-ie sharing her fruit with me!!"

"Aw, those are great answers. I'm grateful for our new friend, too."

When it's your turn, you shyly stare back at the class. It's difficult to choose only three things! You're grateful for the EAs, who made your first day as easy as possible for you, Yoongi for making you laugh as he taught you how to hold the recorder, Namjoon for opening the glue pot for you when it was stuck, and Hoseok for being such a great teacher, even if he's bad at drawing flowers.

"I'm grateful for my friends and my teachers and the EAs... and nap time, and brontosauruses."

That might've been five things... But Hoseok doesn't mind. "Aww. I'm so glad, friend."

Hyunjin does that thing again where he looks like he's going to die.

Yeongbok chuckles, petting his shoulder in support.

Parents start gathering in the corridor outside the classroom as the rest of the kids share their three things. You keep an eye out for your Daddy and Papa, your legs squirming and your heart racing like it's trying to break out of you and go find them.

The last time you glance through the window, they're both there!

When they spot you, their faces light up like they always do when they spot you in school assemblies and sport events.

They wave to you.

"Daddy, Papa," You cheer under your breath, trying to keep your hand in your lap. "Daddy, Papa are here."

"Okay, my friends." Hoseok eventually concludes. "I'll see you all tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!!"

"Bye, Hoseok!!"

"It's home time!!"

As soon as he opens the door, you jump up and run over to the big group of parents, straight into your Papa's open arms.

"There you are!" Taehyung gasps happily, holding you tight. "There's our sweet girl!"

"Papa!!"

"Did you have a good day?" He asks you, kissing your hair and letting you hug Jungkook next. "You didn't miss us too much?"

"I missed you so much," You muffle into Jungkook's button shirt. "But I had a good day at the same time!"

"We missed you, too," Your Daddy chuckles.

As Hyunjin approaches the three of you, handing your backpack and artwork to Jungkook, you pull away slightly.

"Here are Haen's things," He smiles.

He thanks the man. "Wow. Is this a dinosaur, baby?"

"I made it with my new friend, Jimin! He said I could keep it because he has a lot of dinosaur drawings at his home already."

"It's so cute."

Taehyung adds, "I love it."

"She had a good day," The EA smiles. Yeongbok and Hoseok are talking to some other parents behind him, handing more backpacks and artworks out. As Jungkook gives your dinosaur craft to his husband and unzips your bag, making sure everything is in there, Hyunjin explains, "We did have a little hiccup this morning, though. You'll find her sweater in there. It just has some paint on it."

Guilt squeezes you as you watch Jungkook turn the fabric over in his hand. "Sorry, Daddy."

"It's okay, Haen-ie." He shakes his head, zipping it up. "Daddy just wanted you to have fun today, okay? We can wash it out."

"I also got crumbs on Mr Bear," You admit.

He laughs at your sudden burst of honesty, slinging your bag over his shoulder. "We can wash him, too."

"He'll love it," Tae agrees. "It'll be like a spa day."

Some people might think your Daddy is the stricter parent, but he actually breaks more of his own rules than you do, and it's him who's always spoiling you with new toys, treats, and clothes! He's a big softie!

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Haen-ie!" Hyunjin says. "High-five!"

"Buh-bye, Hyunjin-ie!"

After you smack hands, Taehyung and Jungkook thank him again and they each take one of your hands, leading you out of the Playcentre. They listen intently as you babble about every detail of your day all the way to the car, where Tae lifts you in.

"Did everyone enjoy the cupcakes?" He asks, helping you thread your arms through the straps.

"Oh! Yeah! They were really yummy, Papa."

"No dessert tonight, then, I guess." He pouts, clicking the buckle together, before grinning cheekily at you. "Just kidding."

You stick your tongue out at him.

"Hey," Your Daddy chuckles, watching you in the rear-view mirror. "Save that little tongue for your ice cream tonight."

"We're having ice cream?!"

Tae closes your door and settles into the passenger seat as the car starts. "Didn't we tell you? Brave girls get ice cream, baby bear."

"Yay! Thank you!"

Cupcakes, new friends, a good nap, and ice cream?

You wish every day could be your first day at Playcare!

When you get a whole bowl's worth of chocolate ice cream all over your pyjamas that night, Jungkook just fondly smiles at you and sneaks you a second scoop while Tae isn't looking. He taught you that chocolate is healthy when you want it to be, after all!

Notes:

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! ^◡^

[babybearcookie]

Movie Night

this was requested

this is an age regression drabble; if you don't like that, don't read it. age regression is a sfw coping mechanism, so i reserve the right to block anyone i think would sexualise it word count: 1,8k !!! this work contains spoilers for the movie Ron's Gone Wrong !!!

“WHAT?!” Jungkook shouted in disbelief, making poor, sensitive Yoongi cover his ears and whimper a bit in surprise over the loud sound coming from the other. Yoongi and Jungkook had gotten into a rhythm of hanging out on the weekend, sometimes regressing together if they had a lot of stress coming on. The two were best friends; they met at the tattoo studio where Yoongi worked as a piercer and manager of the place. He'd seen Jungkook come in multiple times, his friend Taehyung, one of the tattoo artists in the studio, having promised the boy tattoos at a lower rate, and since it looked like the younger was going for having his entire body covered at some point, he gladly took his friend up on that offer. Yoongi’s first real interaction with the boy was when he was coming in for an eyebrow piercing. They got to talking and the talking just never stopped. Even if they didn’t have a lot of things in common, they held a lot of similar values and a huge love for music, though Yoongi showed love for it by making it and Jungkook, by moving his body to it. The more they started hanging out together, the more protective Yoongi felt towards Jungkook, regarding him almost as a little brother, which is why Jungkook found it so funny that when they both regressed together for the first time; Yoongi was the younger in age. 

Jungkook loved being a big sibling to Yoongi when they both were regressed and even when it was only Yoongi who had slipped, he loved guiding the ‘younger’ to new and exciting things, like games, food and especially movies, which is why he was astounded that he hadn’t shown his best friend his all-time favourite movie yet. He immediately went to work on building a pillow fort, which he usually did when he and Yoongi wanted to watch some movies, as the smaller was very prone to sensory overload and therefore couldn’t focus much on a movie if he wasn’t comfortable. It was no sweat for Jungkook; he always loved spoiling his little sibling and wanted to show that he would do whatever Yoongi needed to be comfortable. 

Having made a pillow fort many, many times before, Jungkook was quick to get one set up, having half a mind to keep watch on Yoongi. It wasn’t that Yoongi was that younger than him, Jungkook being around 8 and Yoongi being about 4, but he couldn’t help but feel nervous if the other wasn’t in his field of vision, being the one responsible for him. But Yoongi stayed put where Jungkook had left him, enamoured by how Jungkook was ensuring everything was up to standard for Yoongi. Back in his mind, the adult version of him found it amusing that his best friend was going through all that trouble to not have an overstimulating environment for the movie night just after yelling in his face, overstimulating him. That was of course not something regressed Jungkook had thought about, and not something Yoongi was hung up about, having slipped into somewhat of a trance, watching Jungkook roam around, getting all the necessary things. It helped with regulating the stimulus.

Jungkook, now very gentle, brought Yoongi over to the finished pillow fort and sat him down in the spot that would be most comfortable. “Okay, Yoonie, this is my faaaavourite movie and I really really think you’ll like it. Do you want some snacks for the movie?” he asked as Yoongi got situated. Yoongi, fumbling with his fingers, looked up a Jungkook, who was still standing, ready to fulfil every request that might be coming from the one sitting. Yoongi mumbled out; “fishies, hyungie?” not feeling particularly verbal that day but still above writing out what he wished to say. Jungkook nodded with a wide smile on his face, sprinting off to get the ‘fishies’ aka the goldfish crackers. He was just happy that Yoongi was in a salty mood instead of something sweet because that would have meant using like 15 minutes on washing and cutting up fruit for the smaller. 

Yoongi got himself situated; ears perked as heard the sound of the goldfish crackers being poured into a bowl. He looked around him, suddenly very aware that his stuffed teddy wasn’t in his line of sight. He whimpered, and as if Jungkook had super hearing, he sprinted into the living room and crouched down in front of Yoongi. “Why is Yoonie baby sad?” he pet his friend’s hair, trying his best to comfort him. “Bear!” Yoongi cried out, getting more distressed the longer he was without his stuffed teddy bear. Jungkook whipped his head around, scanning the room to find the plushie, finally spotting a little tuft of brown fur sticking out from underneath the couch. It seemed, that in his hurry to build the pillow fort, he might have pushed the bear out of the way and under the sofa. He quickly got it, dusted it off and handed it over to Yoongi, who immediately hugged it and nuzzled his face into its soft fur. Jungkook let out a sigh of relief. He could see that Yoongi was close to tears, and if Yoongi had cried, Jungkook would have cried, and he didn’t like crying when he was the bigger kid.

After getting everything set up and making sure Yoongi was feeling comfortable beside him, Jungkook finally put on the movie, jumping a little where he sat in excitement for his favourite movie. He had seen the movie a million times before, almost to the point where he could recite the entire script by heart along the movie, so while watching the movie, he was also watching Yoongi for reactions to the movie, excited to see if his baby brother also found it as good as he did.

Though, when Ron got introduced to the viewers as well as to Barney Yoongi didn’t like it one bit, hiding himself a bit behind Jungkook, away from the TV screen. Jungkook frowned and hesitated, reaching out for the remote to stop the movie, not liking Yoongi’s facial expressions one bit, but let a sigh out of relief when Yoongi lit up at Ron doing the ‘dikky dikky dakka’ dance not long after, and leaned back, bringing his arm around Yoongi to bring him closer into his body, knowing that it wouldn’t be the last time Yoongi would find the movie a bit scary. Actually, he tried his best to comfort Yoongi, but then came the scene with the bullies at the playground and he couldn’t help but get excited, though, he did his best to hide it as Yoongi definitely didn’t like the scene.

When they came to the scene of the B Bot being crushed, Yoongi whimpered and hid his face in Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook held him close and after the scene was over, he pressed pause, deciding to give Yoongi a little breather. He did not like the scene himself when he watched the movie for the first time, and that was even when he was feeling big, so he did his best to comfort Yoongi, holding him tight. “Do you wanna stop watching, Yoonie?” he almost whispered and, it took a beat, but Yoongi shook his head the best he could while being burrowed in Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook smiled and patted Yoongi’s head to let him know that he was heard, well, felt.

“Yoonie, can Jungkookie get up? I won’t be long, I promise.” Yoongi let go but not after holding onto the mentally older for a second. Jungkook made sure Yoongi had his teddy and then hurried off to the kitchen, struggling to get on the counter for a second to get to the top cabinets where older Jungkook and Yoongi had put the best snacks, to not make them as tempting for them when they were regressed, but younger Jungkook thought that it was time to bring some of them out. As he opened the cabinet, he was overwhelmed with the scent of all the goodies tucked away, but he reminded himself of having some self-control and not bringing all of them into the living room. His eyes landed on the Honey Butter Chips. He knew that big Jungkook would want to scold his regressed self for taking them, but he reminded himself that it was for Yoongi, even though, even in his younger headspace, he knew that they were expensive compared to other chips.

When he brought them into the living room, Yoongi caught a glimpse of the bag, eyes widening. He waited very patiently (not at all) for Jungkook to sit down and open the bag and immediately dug into the deliciousness that was the honey butter chips. Jungkook started the movie again, happy to see Yoongi content and munching away on the chips, almost not taking any himself, despite the love he had for the snack. Yoongi gave a few very cute reactions throughout the movie as they continued, such as patting Jungkook and saying “frien’ reqwest!” as he had seen Ron do in the movie, which got a giggle from Jungkook, not that Yoongi saw, as he was moving on, doing the same to his teddy, although patting softer than he had Jungkook. Jungkook couldn’t help but coo at Yoongi when he pouted at the scene where Ron uploaded himself. When they were done with the movie, Yoongi was having a hard time keeping his eyes open, bringing Jungkook to help him up and hold his hand as they walked to Yoongi’s bedroom to get him into bed. Jungkook tried his best to tuck Yoongi in but before he could turn to leave, thinking that Yoongi had fallen asleep, the mentally younger tugged on his shirt sleeve. “What is it, Yoonie?” Jungkook asked. “Dark,” was all that Yoongi muttered to him. Jungkook went over to the corner of the room to plug in the little warm light that Yoongi would use as a night light when he needed it, only to be met with a whine and Yoongi pointing his finger downwards. Jungkook happily took the plug to the light out of the socket as he understood what Yoongi was hinting at, plugging it back in, in the socket beside Yoongi’s bed, pushing the light underneath the bed, mimicking the movie they’d just seen. When he was sure everything was good with the light, he crawled back up, giving Yoongi a big, sloppy kiss on his forehead and took his leave. 

When he got outside the door, he looked around the living room at the mess they had made of it, deciding that he was definitely too small for that, and it was a problem for big Yoongi and Jungkook the next day when they woke up, and then promptly turned to his bedroom to call it a night also.

a/n: sorry for it taking so long for me to finally having this written, and for writing all the other requests collecting dust in my inbox, but i'll try my quickest to get to them. also, if you haven't tried Honey Butter Chips, i REALLY recommend them. they might be a bit expensive but they're so good

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Sicktember Day 6: Dizziness/Vertigo

Fandom: BTS

Sickie: J-Hope/Hoseok (exhaustion)

Caregiver(s): Suga/Yoongi

Word Count: 517

The concert was going well. The crowd’s energy was electric. The lights, the dancing, the vocals, the warm evening breeze; everything was perfect.

But suddenly, everything was too much. 

One moment, J-Hope was having the time of his life on stage with Suga and RM. The minute they stepped off stage, though, Hoseok came crashing back into his body, and he felt off. Woozy. Shaky. Almost as if he were drunk. The world was pitching dangerously from side to side, as if they were on a ship in the middle of a storm. The lights were too bright one second, nearly gone the next. He could hear his own heart beating madly in his ears.

Too much. Too much. 

Hoseok stumbled off to a corner of the backstage, a step into the hallway that led to the dressing rooms. He collapsed against the wall, all but crumbling to the floor. He forced deep breaths in and out, in and out. The world kept tilting. Why is this happening? Even with his eyes closed, he felt so fiercely dizzy. What did I do wrong? Why am I…? Where am I…?

Two hands, sweaty and warm, cupped his equally sweaty face. Yoongi. “What’s wrong?” It wasn’t really a question, but an instruction.

“Dizzy,” Hoseok replied, keeping his focus on breathing in and out, in and out. One of Yoongi’s hands moved to Hoseok’s forehead and the dancer forced a laugh. “We just got off stage… You’re not gonna…”

“You’re right, I can’t feel a fever, but you are significantly more flushed than usual right now,” Yoongi replied, but he did pull both of his hands away. Hoseok blindly reached his own hands towards the older man, more of an opening of his palms than anything, and Yoongi grasped them tight. “You’re also frighteningly pale.” Hoseok nodded once. He wasn’t confident that opening his eyes would do either of them any good. “How long have you…?”

“Just started when we got off stage.”

“Hopefully just exhaustion then.” Hoseok nodded again. “Overstimulation. Maybe dehydration.”

“Probably.” The dancer squeezed Yoongi’s hands, and the older man felt his own chest constrict in sympathy. “Hyung, I feel so weird.”

Yoongi bit his lip. “I’m gonna go get some help, okay?”

Hoseok’s eyes opened in a flash. “Please don’t leave!” Even sitting against the ground, the dizziness was overwhelming, and he careened forward. Thankfully, Yoongi was waiting to catch him. 

“HELP!” Yoongi called towards the backstage area. “SOMEONE HELP, PLEASE!” 

Hoseok’s eyes remained firmly shut as a swarm of movement exploded around him. He felt almost separate from his body, as if the sensations around him were happening to someone else. His body was moved, laid on its back against the cool, hard floor. Hands proded at him, pulled at his clothes, ice pushed against his neck. Namjoon’s voice weaved in and out, Jin’s voice herding Jimin and Jungkook away. 

The only real, true thing that anchored Hoseok to this moment was Yoongi’s hand in his. Yoongi never let go. Not once. And, as long as Hoseok kept asking him to, he never would.

[creamedh0ney]

6: is there any fictional characters you interpret as being age regressers or caregivers?

Haha oh well I'm glad you asked! This will be long. Ahem.

Owl House: Hunter(little!), Willow(cg!), Eda(cg!), Lilith(cg!), Raine(cg!), Darius(cg!)

Ouran High-school School Host Club: Tamaki(flip!), Haruhi(flip!), Mori(cg!)

Haikyu: Kita(cg!), Akaashi(cg!), Atsumu(little!), Oikawa(flip!), Iwa(cg!), Suga(cg!), Daichi(cg!), Ukai(cg!), Kiyoko(cg!), Aone(flip!), Asahi(flip!), Tendou(cg!), Kuroo(cg!)

X-men: Wolverine(cg!), Cyclops(cg!), Rogue(little!), Beast(cg!), Storm(cg!), Jean(cg!), Gambit(cg!)

Wild Kratts: Chris(cg!), Martin(cg!)

Tangled: Rapunzel(flip!), Flynn(flip!)

Edward Scissorhands: Edward(little!), Kim(cg!)

My Little Pony: Twilight(cg!), Fluttershy(flip!), Pinkie(little!), Applejack(cg!)

Thank you for the ask! Clearly I have a problem with headcannoning characters I relate to as different things.

(The highlighted ones are the ones I'm absolutely certain on)

[leafeon-oreo]

Caregiver Haikyuu HC

Kenma

•When kenma found out you were a little, he was nervous but calm. He wanted to make sure your headspace was never sexual and never triggering for you.

•he would let you play with his psp and show you how to play some games.

•kenma would make sure to have his room small for you when you came over. He'd know what made you small and what kind of snacks and toys and stuffies you'd like to use/snuggle with.

•he would help you with big homework and show you what you did wrong.

•when it was time for nap time kenma would lay next to you with a game character lullaby playlist playing in the background while you nap.

•when you woke up, he'd greet you with "HI kitten, was your nap good?"

•kozume would call you, kitten, little one, baby, small baby.

Sugawara

•Sugawara was natural with children, so when he found out you were a little his eyes lit up.

•he would smoother you with kisses and tell you he loves you and he'd be super proud of you.

•when you got hurt he'd have bandages and be like

"Did my baby get a boo boo" as you would sniffle and nod.

•Suga would kiss it to magically pretend the pain went away.

•If you happened to be small while he was working, he'd pat your head and place you in his lap as he told his students a story.

Yaku

Yaku was on of those players who had mom energy. So when you told him you were a little he'd was surprised but didn't yell as he hug you.

He was definitely strict at times and when you joked about his height he'd would glare at you if you were small, but if you were big he'd kick you like he does lev sometimes.

Yaku definitely always had a emergency care bag ready for anything filled with stuffies, pacis, sippys, snacks and sensory items.

Yaku would every once and a while ask kai or kuroo to watch you while he went to do something.

Kai was calm and gentle with you while kuroo was loud and sometimes made you annoyed.

Sometimes during practice, if kuroo had made you cry, you would run up to yaku and whine for him.

"What happend kitty, did kuroo make you annoy again?" He would ask as you would nod as yaku would whip your tears and then go to get onto kuroo for being a meanie.

Coach ukai

This man would definitely keep you from getting into fights with his players or with anyone.

If your a brat that day he'd would talk sternly to you but in a way we're you understand your consequences.

He'd let you use his iPad to watch videos.

He also would let you play volleyball with the neighbor kids with his gramps watching.

When the team found out you were his little one, they were extra protective and sometimes that made coach ukai feel happy under his tough skin.

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Flip Shoyo Hinata headcanons!

Caregiver 🐦‍⬛

•When he finds out you regress, he immediately offered to be your caregiver! He tells you that he regresses too, and that they could have play dates, and talk about regression together!

•He loves age regression, but never had anyone to talk about it with. He will ramble to you about being your caregiver, about the meals he'd make you, the things he'd buy you, ect.

•Once he becomes your caregiver, he's super loving and affectionate. He'll bring you with to volleyball practice sometimes.

•Everybody on the Karasuno team loves you! If he ever needs someone to take care of you, he would trust Suga, Yamaguchi and Kageyama the most.

•He would call you "Sunshine", "Little One", "Sweetheart", and just overall soft and cute nicknames.

•He will spoil you! Though he doesn't have the most money, whenever he can, he'll buy you age regression gear, stuffed animals, snacks, whatever he can!

•He's always holding your hand, staying by your side.

•He's protective of you, and worries a lot when he's not around you. He'll text you frantically to see how you're doing. He'll ask if you've eaten, if you're doing okay, if you miss him, what you've been up to.

•He is a big cuddler. He's super affectionate and clingy towards you because he just loves you so much. (Platonic or romantically.)

Little 🍊

•Super hyper and energetic.

•He loves McDonald's kids meals, I just know that he does.

•His main caregivers are Suga and Kageyama. (Or you)They're both super protective of him, and act like parents.

•He has playdates with Noya all the time when he's little. They go outside looking for bugs, they go to the playground together, they play games together, and love going on adventures together with their caregivers! (I headcanon Noya as a regressor, and Asahi and Tanaka as his caregivers.)

•He's super clingy, and needs to be by someone when regressed. He gets scared to regress on his own, or involuntarily.

•Sometimes before a big match against another team, he'll get really stressed out and sometimes even fully regress. He tries to hold back, but it's not easy for him. Suga then scoops him into his arms and helps him calm down.

•His little age is probably between 2-4, maybe a bit older?

•He also loves playing pretend, and finger painting!

[dotties-haikyuu-agere]

Home

((Ft Cg Iwa, Kunimi, and Kindaichi, little Oikawa and Kageyama, & puppy regressor Kyoutani ))

Tooru couldn’t sit still as Hajime buckled his seatbelt for him. He was bouncing in place, Clarke in his hands as the brute started the car.

“You excited to see Tobio and Kyoutani?”

He nodded vigorously. They were coming home!!! Volleyball season was done and so the two were flying back (Tooru’s ended before theirs and Hajime had recently taken leave for mental health reasons), and the little and the pet regressor stayed regressed for a long time once the season ended to let out all the stress acquired during it.

Tooru was beyond excited to see his brothers, he’d missed them so much and there were so many games he wanted to play with the other regressors.

By the time that they pulled up to the airport, the brunette was literally buzzing with excitement, his carer chuckling as he parked.

“What are our airport rules, buddy?”

“Hold hands, don’t yell, and sit and be patient,” he listed out, causing the shorter to lean over and kiss his forehead.

“Good job. Cmon.”

The airport was always loud. Tobio and Kyoutani always met them in the same spot. Tooru always got a small strawberry milkshake to wait, and this time he was playing Like a Dino on his phone while he sat next to Hajime.

“When’s bubba and Kyoken coming?” he asked for probably the tenth time.

“In ten minutes, bud.”

He sighed heavily. This would be a long wait.

—

Tobio didn’t stay big for very long, once he got off his last plane. It wasn’t even on purpose. Kyoutani held his hand and rolled his own luggage with the other hand, Kageyama faring similarly. He had Julie’s leash in his hand, too, the service dog trotting dutifully beside him.

The blonde led him to where Hajime and Tooru were waiting, and he immediately felt himself start slipping. Hajime asked Tooru to help with the luggage, automatically in walk-and-talk mode. Kyoutani wasn’t in puppy space, but he went non verbal at the sight of their caregiver, like he normally did at the end of every season.

The other simply smiled or hummed at any words that flew out of Tooru’s mouth, Hajime having them all link arms and starting for the exit.

It was mainly a race against the fuzziness overtaking Tobio’s head, to avoid a meltdown in the airport. Yes, Julie would help some, but it was still inconvenient.

They got all the bags into the trunk of the vehicle just before Tobio fully slipped, by which point Julie was settled too and Kyoutani was buckling his seatbelt for him. Hajime handed him a blue pacifier and his squid plushie, Price, which he hugged to his chest. Kyoutani was handed a teether and his well-loved stingray plushie, Kara.

Kyoutani settled, Tooru’s chatter filling up the car ride. Tobio didn’t try to catch it all, as that was a pointless task. He simply floated around in his own brain, eventually falling asleep.

—

Hajime wasn’t stupid enough to not call for backup for the first day having everyone home. Mattsun and Makki normally helped out, but today Kunimi and Sugawara were waiting when he pulled into the driveway. Kunimi unbuckled Tooru, waking the little up gently, and then doing the same for Kyoutani and Tobio. He brought all of them inside, as well as Julie, while Suga helped Hajime unload all of the luggage in the back. Tooru was around 4 or 5 while Tobio was probably 3 at the biggest.

The brute rolled the last of the bags inside, then went to find the little gear for Tobio and Kyoutani’s collar. The mentioned blonde was already barking, having jumped on Tooru who was giggling and patting the other’s head.

“I missed you too, Kyoken,” the brunette assured. Tobio was sitting on the couch, watching, as his pacifier bobbed in his mouth. He was petting Julie and kicking his feet idly. Kyoutani glanced up at the ravenette, whose iPad was being searched for by Kunimi.

Tooru looked up, too, waving at Tobio eagerly.

“Hihi baby!!!”

Tobio stared for a few moments, processing slower than normal with his smaller headspace, before he giggled, letting out some babbles and waving back. He found the collar and a pull-up for Tobio, as well as a rattle and a pacifier clip.

He handed Tobio’s gear to Suga, then turned to Kyoutani, who was currently in a game of tug of war with Tooru.

“Kyoken,” Hajime called, the blonde still growling and pulling the teether that Tooru held. The brute sighed, smiling slightly. He clicked his tongue twice.

“Kyoken, collar,” he tried again, watching the pet regressor perk up and let the teether fall from his mouth. Kyoutani turned to him, and Hajime snapped two times, kneeling and then patting the floor in front of him. “Cmon, collar.”

This was the one thing the puppy ever would cooperate for, normally not the best listener. But the blonde crawled over, sitting back on his heels to let himself be collared. It wasn’t an actual collar, it was a (dully) spiked black choker. After Hajime put it on, he pet the other’s head.

“Good puppy.”

“Kyoken,” Tooru called, the blonde turning at the sound of Tobio babbling.

“Pubby!!”

Tobio was reaching for Kentarou, and it seemed that Kunimi or Suga had let Julie outside. At his little brother calling him so politely, the blonde went over, barking a bit quieter than he did at Tooru or Hajime. The ravenette pet him, before picking up one of the stuffies reserved specifically for fetch, then tossed it.

“Pubby go get!!”

Immediately, the pet regressor was after it. Tooru gasped.

“I wanna throw it next!!!”

Kyoutani narrowly avoided colliding with the wall before he scrambled back to where the two littles were waiting. Tobio pet the blonde again, before Tooru threw the plushie again. Kyoutani chased it, then saw the sliding glass door to the backyard open and darted out. Normally, it would be fine, but Hajime had spotted some sticker weeds out there a few days ago and running around on all fours was probably not the best decision.

“Kyoken, inside!” Hajime called, going out immediately. The other simply growled, then jolted, withdrawing one of his hands to clutch to his chest immediately. The brunette sighed heavily, having anticipated this. The pet regressor whined and started to tear up.

Tooru, as if he’d sensed the injury, came running.

“Oh! Oh, is Kyoken hurt? Papa, he’s hurt! Papa, can I go get the lion ice pack he likes a lot ‘n his paci?”

“Yeah, that should be good, love. You go take care of that, Kunimi can help.”

The little ran back inside and Hajime rooted through his cargo pockets for his finger puppets. He found the lion ones pretty quickly, and popped them into his pointer and thumb as he walked over to the pet regressor who was curled up now with his hand clutched to his chest. Hajime sighed yet again, then clicked his tongue twice.

“Up, puppy,” he said, and Kyoutani reached out and allowed the brunette to hold him on his hip. “Lemme see.”

The now sniffling regressor presented his hand. There was in fact a sticker in it.

“Aww, it’s okay, Haji’s gonna fix it. Let’s get ya inside, hm?” he asked, then presented the two fingers with the lion puppets on them, moving them as if they were talking to each other as he headed inside.

Kyoutani barked, seemingly distracted for now as Hajime went into the bathroom to grab the tweezers and some antiseptic and then presented the blonde with bandaid choices. He had a wide selection of themed bandaids. Kyoutani chose the bone themed ones, so Hajime picked out a black bandaid with bones on it and then went to the nursery and sat on the floor.

He set the pet regressor down and Tooru came scrambling into the room with Kunimi, who held Tobio on his hip.

“He didn’t want me to put him down, so,” Kunimi sighed. Tooru thrust the ice pack his way, then the pacifier— a green one with a black and white shield —and then went to sit by Kyoutani. Hajime held up the pacifier to the blonde, who took it.

“Kyoken, it’s okay! Papa’s gonna take out the ouchie,” the brunette assured. He seemed to be slipping into his older sibling headspace as he held Kyoutani’s good hand. “squeeze if you get scared or if it hurts. Like this.”

Tooru squeezed the pet regressor’s hand. Tobio simply looked on, pacifier still in his mouth as he fiddled with the drawstrings of Kunimi’s hoodie.

“Alright, I’m gonna take it out,” Hajime announced. Kyoutani squeezed Tooru’s hand lightly.

“But be gentle!” Tooru reminded him nervously. “Kyoken, close your eyes. If you see, it hurts worse.”

Kentarou squeezed his eyes shut and Tooru rubbed his shoulder with his free hand. Hajime took the tweezers and pulled the sticker out. It was over relatively quickly, and Hajime swiped over the injury with a little bit of antiseptic.

“All done! Kyoken, done now!” Tooru chimed.

The blonde hesitantly opened his eyes, looking at his hand and watching Hajime put the bandaid on.

“See? All better,” the brute said, and the puppy regressor relaxed a bit. Tobio hummed, Kunimi bouncing him lightly as he played with the man’s hair.

Hajime sighed. The first day having everyone back home was always the roughest. They’d been here for, what, 30 minutes? Kunimi grimaced when Tobio pulled his hair.

“Ow,” he said, a bit over exaggerated to cue the little in that he shouldn’t do that. It worked, as Kageyama almost instantly stopped.

“Can I play with Tobio?” Tooru questioned, pointing at the little who was probably around 1 at the moment. The ravenette, at hearing his name, looked over. Tooru waved, smiling when the other waved back.

“Yeah, go ahead. He’s gettin’ antsy anyways. Should I call Julie up?” the last question was more directed towards Hajime as he set Tobio down and Tooru grabbed a rubber ball.

“I think he’s good,” the brute replied, watching Tobio hit the ball experimentally before rolling it back over. “We don’t really have her up here unless we have to, because we aren’t exactly puppy proofed up here, but he seems fine for now.”

Kyoutani ran downstairs, and then a few thuds were heard. Hajime grimaced before hearing a good number of excited barks.

His roommates were…a handful. For sure. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

[the-spider-cg]

Could you be my caregiver...?

Aww, course, suga

[soulless-strangers]

3/4 kids agere hc

From my Haikyuu foster care au

🏐💙🖤💜👑🥇🐮🐦🐶

Oikawa- CG

-Everyone’s primary caregiver

-only real nickname is ‘mama’ from Ushijima

-takes the others little gear to camps and comps incase

-cuddle monster, love language is a mix of physical touch and words of affirmation

-so he loves to hold his littles and tell them how much he loves them

-his bedroom in the home has basically been converted into a safe space to regress

Kageyama- little

-non verbal and a baby regressor

-very quiet and often sleepy

-needs to be the one to initiate cuddle time unless it’s their brother (Kyotani)

-has a service German Shepard called Volley, so always has help when they need it

-when awake and a little older, loves to ‘play’ with baby Ushijima and a spare volleyball

-slowly warms up to the idea of napping in Oikawas bedroom with the weighted blankets

Kyoutani- puppy

-little bundle of energy

-bouncy and super playful

-when calm will curl around his sibling (Kages) and have puppy cuddles

-took the second longest to get comfortable with Oikawa

-LOVES baby Ushijima

-Suga is the only one he will play rough with ((apart from Volley))

-chewy toys are a must

Suga- little

-older brother

-really wants to be a caregiver like Oikawa but involuntarily regresses when he tries

-does like to baby his little siblings though

-plays rough with Kyotani, can deal with light puppy nips

-is super over protective of the babies

-especially when they are both non verbal, he and Kyo take it very seriously

-very intense, like all the time. He took the longest to trust Oikawa

Ushijima- little

-selectively nonverbal baby regressor

-even when verbal will only speak if spoken to

-very uncoordinated, often needs help from Oikawa or Suga

-gets giggly when puppy Kyotani starts getting excited

-accidentally started calling Oikawa mama but it just stuck

-when verbal, speech is very slurred

-is surprisingly good at reading Kageyamas body language and can speak up for them if they need

Iwaizumi- flip

-newest to the house and newest to learn about regressing

-technically more of a big brother than a flip but likes to try and help his papa with the babies

-calls oikawa ‘papa’ one by mistake and oikawa just runs with it

-is Semi-verbal, rarely talks but can

-likes to just hold and hug the babies and puppy Kyo

-often gets pulled into Suga’s little antics

[crystalsnow95z]

A quick request write that turned longer than i expected with Jin and J-hope both becoming sick from food poisoning on a trip. This is an annon request :3 Ot7 as caregivers.

Warning: vom!t and scat.(mentioned but no detail)

"Let's break into two groups so we can get seated easier." Namjoon suggests.

"Okay, I want seafood. Who wants to go look with me?" Jin asks the group.

"I'll go." Jungkook offers.

"Me too." J-Hope chimed in as well.

"I had seafood yesterday with Suga-hyung. I want a burger. Who wants to look with me? Namjoonie-hyung?" Taehyung asks.

"I'll go with you. I saw a Friday's. Who wants to go with us?" Namjoon asks.

"Me, me." Jimin says putting an arm around both Namjoon and Taehyung.

"I'll go too." Yoongi is the last to decide, the two groups going their separate ways.

"Mm..these are so good." Jin says happily, slurping down another crab leg.

"Can I try?" J-hope asks, opening his mouth for a bite.

Jin cracks one of the legs open for J-hope, offering it to his hungry baby bird.

J-hope accepts it gratefully. "Mm.. I should've gotten that."

"We can share." Jin puts a few legs on his plate, exchanging them for a bite of his salmon. "Mm.. that's good too!"

"Did you add the lemon to yours?" Jungkook asks, taking a bite of his salmon.

"No. I wanted to try it as is first, is it good?"J-hope opens his mouth for the bite Jungkook offers him.

"You added so much!" J-hope washes it down, Jin and Jungkook laughing at him.

"It's not that bad, but I didn't mean to add that much." Jungkook admits.

"You're too strong. Look what you did to the poor lemon." Jin points to the smashed lemon on Jungkooks plate.

Jungkook giggles, eating the rest of the lemon. "Still tastes fine." He tries his best not to make a face from the sour, but fails. J-hope mimicks his face all three boys laughing.

The three boys enjoy their meal for the moment, but within a few hours, two of the boys regret it.

They had planned a trip to go to the top of a mountain, and halfway through the climb, Jin felt his stomach cramping up, sloshing painfully slowing him down . Taehyung was also walking a little bit behind the group, busy taking photos. Jin's stomach gurgled loudly, catching the younger vocalists' attention.

"Was that your stomach hyung?" Taehyung asks, looking at Jin, eyes widening when he sees Jin crouching down, arms wrapped around his aching belly, crouching next to him. "Are you feeling sick?"

Jin nods, afraid if he speaks, his lunch will escape.

"Stop! Somethings wrong with Jin-hyung." Taehyung calls to the others, rubbing Jin's back. Everyone looks back when they hear the panic in his voice. Jimin and Namjoon run over and Yoongi starts digging in his bag to find the water bottle he packed.

"Jin-hyung what's wrong?" Jimin asks, getting down on the ground.

"I think it's his tummy.." Taehyung answers when Jin doesn't.

Yoongi gives him his waterbottle, Jin taking a few sips. Jin nods, the wave of pain dulling for the moment. "I don't feel well at all.."

(His too?) J-hope rubs his own aching belly. His stomach felt bloated and uncomfortable, but it wasn't enough to complain about. "There must've been something wrong with the crab legs.. let's get him off the path. A group is coming behind us."

"Do you think you can move hyung?" Namjoon asks.

"I can try.." Jin shakily stands, Namjoon holding him steady by his shoulders. When he moved, the pain returned tenfold, his stomach gurgling loudly, his lunch rising up, the acidic tang of sick burning his throat. He manages two steps away from Namjoon before a wet burp escapes, his lunch escaping. He doubled over, nearly falling forward if it wasn't for Jungkook quickly grabbing onto him.

"Hyung!" Jungkook's voice is thick with worry. "I got you.. it's okay.."

Embarrassment washes over him as the retches continue, but even when he tried to hold it in, it spewed out of him anyway, splashing onto his shoes.

The six boys block the passerbys from seeing him, Jungkook keeping his arms around his waist to keep him steady. "It's okay, Hyung. Let it all out.. you might feel better after." Jungkook tries to comfort him, feeling Jin's stomach tightening as another burp escapes his oldest Hyung, more sick pouring out of him.

The pain died down a minute later, leaving Jin gasping for air. Jungkook leads him away from the pile, helping him sit down in his lap, holding him close and kissing the top of his head. "My poor hyungie.."He coos sympathetically.

Jin leans against Jungkook, unable to sit up on his own. His head was still spinning, and he felt cold and hot at the same time. "I..I need to lay down.." Jin didn't recognize his own voice, his throat raw and voice hardly coming out louder than a whisper.

"Okay.. just lean back slowly.."Jungkook helps him lay down in his lap. Taehyung takes off his jacket, covering up Jin's arms that glistened with sweat. "He's so pale.." Taehyung frets, running a hand through Jin's sweat soaked hair.

"I know. He's so sick.." Jungkook frowns. "He was fine when we started hiking.."

"We need to get him home.." Namjoon says in a serious tone, using his water bottle to try to clean up the vomit off of Jin's tennis shoes.

"How? This mountain doesn't have a lift.. I don't think he can walk.." J-hope questions, quickly thinking of a solution. "We would need to carry him."

"I'll carry him then." Jungkook offers. "I'm the strongest. "

"I know you're strong, but it's a long walk to the bottom from here.. It's too much for just you." Yoongi states.

"We can take turns then." Taehyung suggests. "I'll carry him when Jungkook gets tired. I've been working out a bit.."

"If we take turns, we can get him down the mountain. Yoongi-hyung, I don't think you should, though." Namjoon worried about his shoulder injury.

"I'll be fine for a little bit." Yoongi rejects the special treatment.

"Alright, I'll trust you, hyung, but the moment you feel any pain, you have to tell us, okay?"

"I'll go first then. That way I'll get the longest rest if everyone gets too tired." Yoongi goes in front of Jin, jungkook gently leading him onto Yoongi's back. Jin groans from the movement, a new wave of pain washing over him. He grips Yoongi's shirt tightly.

"Are you okay Hyung? Do you need me to put you down?" Yoongi asks gently, feeling Jin's stomach churning against his back, hard like stone.

Jin shook his head. "I..I'm okay.." His voice trembled as he spoke. (I don't want to be sick with others around..people are already staring..)

Yoongi watches his feet as he walks trying to keep the journey as smooth as possible.

"Hyung, do you think he can fly tomorrow?" J-hope asks Yoongi.

Yoongi gently tries adjusting Jin to stop him from slipping Jin's groaning softly."I don't know.. we'll have to see how he feels in the morning.. going by how bad off he is now, I don't think so.."

(That's right. Today is our last day..) Jin feels guilt for ruining their last day, only making him feel worse. A small whimper escapes his lips making Jungkook rub his back gently.

"Hyung, it's not your fault. We'll figure this out when we get home. Just try to relax, okay?"

Jin gives the tiniest of nods to show he hears him. (I feel so dizzy...) he pushes Yoongi's shirt sleeve over to press his sweaty forehead against his skin, giving him some relief.

Yoongi managed twenty minutes before it was getting hard for him to catch his breath, his lungs burning. "Namjoon-ah, I need to put him down.." His voice soft, but Namjoon hears him easily.

Namjoon helps him sit. "Are you okay Yoongi-ah?"

"Yeah, I'm okay.. I'm just out of breath, and my legs feel heavy." Yoongi takes a drink from his water.

"Do you need to rest for a bit?" Namjoon asks.

"Just a few minutes.. I'll be okay." Yoongi replies, trying to catch his breath, drying his forehead with the hem of his shirt.

While Namjoon was busy fretting over Yoongi, Jungkook notices all the color drained from Jin's lips.

"Jinnie-hyung.." Jungkook wraps an arm around him right before he leans forward, retching loudly, more sick coming up burning his throat. Jin's sides burned with pain as if he ran for miles, feeling lightheaded. He felt like he would faint if he let his eyes close, silently praying for the wave of pain to pass, the dry heaving lasting for a minute before it finally seized. Jungkook rubs his back, ignoring the tears that threaten to fall. He couldn't remember the last time he saw his oldest hyung in such a weak state. Those minutes felt like hours to the boys.

Jimin hugs Jungkook from behind. "He'll be okay, It'll pass. It just has to run its course." He tries to comfort Jungkook by acting calm, but Jungkook feels his hyung's heart racing.

J-hope let himself fall behind the others, the simple ache intensifying until he too felt the seafood return back up his throat. He tried to be quiet about it, but when he nearly fell forward from his knees buckling, he felt someone's arms wrap around him, helping him safely to the gravel.

"Tete.." He whispered, recognizing the hands around him. He leans back into him, Taehyung helping him safely to the ground.

"I got you Hobie-hyung.." Taehyung answers gentl. "You don't have to hide how you feel.." He uses a hair tie from his wrist to tie Hobi's hair back in a small pony tail. "We can take care of you too."

J-hope goes to reply, but another round of sick stops the words from coming out. Taehyung rubs Hobi's stomach, feeling it tightening under his palm. "Poor Hoba.."

Namjoon hears the sound of J-hope once Jin stops getting to his feet and counting. "Five..where his Tae and Hoba?"

Yoongi gets to his feet, tip toeing to see the forms of Taehyung and J-hope. "There."

"Is that Hope making that sound?" Namjoon looks where Yoongi was pointing.He spots the two sitting in the gravel, Taehyung wrapped around J-hope. "Aiish.." He runs his hands through his hair.

Jimin runs over to J-hope and Taehyung. "Is he throwing up?" He doesn't need them to reply, his nose giving him the answer. "Hobi-hyung.."

"I think he's running a fever too.. I don't think he can walk, he's shaking so badly.. we need to get home as soon as possible. Help me get him on my back." Taehyung says urgently.

"No.. I can walk..just.. just help me to my feet, please...?" J-hope shakily stands, Taehyung wrapping his arm across his shoulder, holding his hand.

"At least let me support you, Hyungie.. I don't want you falling down the mountain." Taehyung doesn't give him a choice in the matter.

"Alright..thanks Tete.." J-hope didn't have the strength to be stubborn, his knees already threatening to fall from underneath him. Jimin quickly wraps J-hope's other arm around his shoulders to keep him on his feet.

The three boys return to the others, Jin now firmly on Jungkook's back. "Hobi-hyung are you sure you don't need to be carried?"

"I'd get sick.." J-hope answers honestly.

"Hobi.. is sick too...?" Jin's voice is a hoarse whisper. (I shared my meal with him.. if it's food poisoning..then..) His thoughts clouded as he started heaving again, but nothing came up.

"He's being taken care of too.. Don't worry.." Yoongi tries to comfort him, but the guilt still weighed heavy.

"Hyung.." Jungkook went to put him down, but Jin shook his head. He wanted to get J-hope home as soon as possible.

"Let's try to get back quickly. If he needs to be put down, he'll tell you." Namjoon looks between J-hope and Jin, his stomach tightening with stress. He knew both members would only think of the other and not themselves.

Yoongi puts a hand on his shoulder. "They'll be okay.. Worrying won't make them get better any quicker.."

Namjoon nods, leading the group back down the mountain. (I need to stay calm...) "Jungkook-Ah, I'll take him next. Don't push yourself.."

Jungkook nods. "I won't." He holds Jin by his legs, trying to move as fast as possible without making him feel worse.

Namjoon keeps his eyes on J-hope. His eyes were closed tightly and his breathing was heavy, his body moving shakily."Hobi do you need to rest?"

J-hope shakes his head. "I just want to get back..." His voice comes out as a weak whimper.(If I rest.. I won't be able to stand back up...)

The journey down the mountain again felt like hours. Jimin was carrying Jin, and Taehyung and Jungkook were helping J-hope. Jin had passed out from exhaustion after five rounds of vomiting, having energy left to be sick anymore. They were almost at the end when J-hope's health turned for the worse.

J-hope's stomach bubbles up, threatening to erupt, his stomach cramps up, a groan from the pain coming from his lips. His legs refused to hold his weight, the only thing keeping him from falling was the mankae holding him steady.(I need a bathroom.. it's not coming up..)

"Hyung do you need us to lead you off the path to get sick...?" Taehyung asks when he notices J-hope sweating more, moving his arm off of him to hold his aching stomach.

J-hope shakes his head. "I..I need to use the bathroom.." His voice comes out as a needy whine.

"Hope-ah, do you think you could hold it..? We're almost off the mountain, but its a fifteen minute drive to the hotel.." Yoongi asks face twisting with worry.

"I can't.." J-hope whispers, but no one heard it over the squeal of his stomach.

"We need to get to the nearest building." Namjoon picks up J-hope bridal style, moving quickly down the mountain after seeing the urgency in J-hope's eyes, misting with fear he wouldn't make it.

"There's a gift shop at the bottom of the mountain. You just need to wait a little longer okay?" Namjoon tells him gently, but gets no reply.

He kept his muscles tight to keep it from escaping, afraid if he lets up for a moment, it would escape. Tears rolled down his cheeks, the pain becoming more than he could handle.

He just barely made it in time, feeling guilty for anyone who would enter the bathroom after him. Jungkook paces outside the bathroom, listening in case J-hope called for help. He had to help get him settled inside the bathroom, his hands shaking too badly to undo his belt on his own.

He could hardly stay sitting up, his body trembling as his body ejects everything it had left in it. His body folded over, his head resting on his knees having no strength to sit up. He feels himself falling forward, falling with a thud.

Yoongi enters the bathroom, ignoring J-hope's shocked expression. He helps J-hope sit back up, scarcely breathing.."I got you now.." He says softly, keeping his arm firmly across J-hope's chest.

"Hyung..I'm sorry.." J-hope sobs incoherently.

"Breathe, Hoseok.." Yoongi uses his shirt to dry the tears from J-hopes face. "Don't worry about it. Just focus on yourself right now.. You're sick.. I don't care about anything except you right now." He speaks softly, running his hand through his dongsaeng's hair.

J-hope was inconsolable. He was embarrassed that he couldn't even use the restroom on his own."I'm sorry Yoongi..I'm sorry.." He sobs. Yoongi shushes him softly. "Stop it.. It's fine.. don't cry.. You'll only make yourself worse.."

Yoongi didn't care about how awkward the situation was. Whenever his friend needed him, he would do anything for them.

J-hope ran out of tears to shed by the time the pain passed. "I..I'm feeling better now.. Please.. could you leave...? I'll be okay now.."

Yoongi nods, letting J-hope have what was left of his dignity. "Call me if you need me. I'll be right outside the door." He ruffled J-hope's hair lovingly, existing the bathroom.

"Is he okay?" Jungkook asks as soon as Yoongi leaves the room.

"He says he's feeling better.." Yoongi says simply. "Leave him alone for now, okay? He needs some time on his own."

Jungkook nods, watching the door.

They hear the water running, J-hope washing up the best he can, throwing water in his face. "I look like a ghost.." He murmurs to his reflection, his vision blurring. He grips the sink, waiting for the vertigo to pass.

"Hyung.." Jungkook knocks on the door when it takes too long for him to come out. "Are you okay..?"

"I..I need some help.." J-hope admits softly.

Jungkook rushes in, catching J-hope before he can fall. "Hyung!"

J-hope blacked out for a moment, limply in Jungkook's arms before his eyes flutter open again."I'm sorry..I'm sorry you have to see me..like..like this.." j-hope hides his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, his voice shaking, but no tears form.

"It's okay. I don't care if you need to cry.." jungkook tries to keep his voice steady, but his lip quivers, two hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I don't have any tears left.." j-hope admits, taking a few deep breaths forcing himself to calm down. "Let's get back to the hotel while we can.. I don't know how long my stomach will be settled enough to travel. How is Jinnie-hyung?"

"Taehyungie and Jiminie went back to the hotel with Jinnie-hyung." Yoongi tells J-hope. "They should be almost at the hotel by now."

J-hope takes a few deep breaths to calm himself. "Okay good.." He leans against Jungkook. "Let's get going.. I need to lay down. I'm so tired.."

"You need to drink some water or you'll pass out again..Do you want me to carry you?" Jungkook asks, opening the water bottle and getting him to take a few sips.

"No. I don't want to risk throwing up.. just let me lean against you.. I'll be okay."

The three boys go back to the front of the shop.

Namjoon is talking to a staff member, looking over when he hears J-hope's voice.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." J-hope speaks in English.

"Don't worry about it. It happens more than you think. Some people get sick from the altitude change." The woman explains, Namjoon translating.

"Thank you.." He takes it bowing again, nearly falling over. Namjoon quickly steadied him. "Sorry.. I just got dizzy.."

"We need to get you to the car and you need to try to drink some water. You're dehydrated.."

Namjoon leads him to the rental car, sliding him in first in case they need to pull over for him and Jungkook getting in next to him. As soon as J-hope sits, exhaustion sets in, his body growing heavy.

"Hoba please, you need to drink for me.." Namjoon gently shakes J-hope to keep him up, opening the water bottle and holding it to his lips.

J-hope drinks on instinct, but when the water hits his stomach, the pain returns. "I.. I can't.." He pushes the water away after a few sips, hand clutching his stomach.

"I got him to drink a bit in the bathroom.. can't we leave him be for now.." jungkook asks softly.

"I know I'm being harsh on him, but it's what's best for him..Hoseok-hyung, if you don't drink enough soon, we'll have to take you to the hospital to get an IV.." Namjoon's voice is stern. "Even if you throw up again, you need to try to drink more when we get back to the hotel.." He rubs J-hope's stomach gently, trying to ease the pain.

"Okay..just..let me rest for a bit.." J-hope lays his head on Namjoons shoulder. "I love you guys.. thank you for being with me.."

"I love you too. There's no reason to thank us though. Even if you told us not to I would've stayed." Jungkook reaches for J-hopes hand, squeezing it.

"I love you too Hope. Try to get some sleep okay? We'll figure this out after you get some rest."

J-hope nods. "Thank you." (I have the best brothers i could ask for...) He smiles for the first time since he started feeling sick, letting himself drift to sleep.

J-hope wakes up in the room he was sharing with Taehyung woken up by the sounds of Jin in the bathroom, dry heaving."Where...?" His memory is fuzzy from sleep. "Hyung is getting sick.."

He goes to sit up quickly but all the strength left him. Taehyung props up the pillow and gets him sitting up.

"It's okay. Namjoonie and Kookie are with him.." Taehyung says soothingly, getting a bottle from the table. "Here. He said to make sure you drink something when you wake up. Take small sips, okay?"

J-hope opens it, taking the tiniest of sips to test his stomach, actually drinking it when his body doesn't instantly reject it.

"Don't drink too much at once.." Taehyung warns softly, fear flashing in his eyes when he watches him gulp it down. "How are you feeling?" Taehyung asks, rubbing at J-hope's belly.

"It still hurts, but it's manageable.. when did I get in bed?" J-hope scoots off the bed.

"Jungkookie carried you to bed.. Where are you going?" Taehyung says grabbing J-hope's wrist. "Do you need help?"

"I need to see Jin. I'll rest after I know how he's doing. I'll be too worried if I don't. I'll be back.."

"I'll go with you." Taehyung keeps his hand, leading him to the bathroom.

Jin was hugging the toilet bowl, jungkook running his hand through Jin's drenched hair. "Are you finished, hyung?"

Jin nods, sitting up but falling to one side, landing on Namjoon's chest.

"Woah, I got you.." Namjoon lowers him into his lap.

"Namjoonie, how is he?" J-hope asks, leaning on Taehyung's shoulder.

"Hoba-hyung? do you need to use the bathroom?" Jungkook asks with concern.

"No, I'm okay.. I just wanted to check in on Jin hyung."

"He was feeling better for a half hour, but as soon as we gave him some vitamin water he couldn't hold it down. Did you drink any water?" Namjoon asks gently.

"I had a little bit.." J-hope admits, taking a seat next to Jungkook who was sitting on the edge of the tub. "Probably more than I should've.."

"Do you feel any better?" Jungkook asks, wrapping his arm across J-hope.

"A little. I don't feel as weak after drinking the water.." J-hope says with a yawn. "I want to try to shower. I feel disgusting.."

"I'll join you. I need to shower, too." Taehyung says, leading J-hope back to the room. "I don't want to shower alone. I'll wash your back if you let me." He speaks in a playful manner.

"You're so weird.." J-hope giggles. He knew Taehyung was just worried about him. "Alright. You can join."

"Thanks, Hyungie." Taehyung smiles, pleased that his plan worked. "It's so good to hear you laugh again.

Jungkook helps Namjoon undress Jin. "We'll get you cleaned up and back in bed. Did you hear Hobi-hyung laughing? He must be feeling a bit better.." Jungkook runs the damp cloth across his chest.

"That's great news.." Jin gives the tiniest smile.

"I just wish he could feel better too.." Namjoon sighs.

"I know.. I wish there was more I could do.." Jungkook says with a sigh, gently scrubbing the sweat from Jin's hair.

"I am feeling better.." Jin squeezes Jungkook's hand. "I didn't even have the strength to speak earlier.. you guys are the best brothers I could ever ask for.. I love you guys.."

[hyperdragon24calm]

Haikyuu SickFic.

Warning!!

Sick : Hinata

Caregiver : Kageyama

Warning, mention of death, self harm, sickness, hospitals, depression.

×

In a world in which Kageyama imagined a life without Hinata.

Hinata has been in and out of hospital with a rare illness that is slowly killing him, Kageyama visits him every day.

The volleyball team will also occasionally visit when Hinata has some good or bad news come his way, but in the end, Kageyama is always there every day.

Hinata begs for Kageyama to go home and have a break, but Kageyama refuses to leave his smaller boyfriends side.

" Kageyama, please go home. It's getting late. "

" No, I won't leave your side. "

Kageyama retorted, crossing his arms as he looked at the orange haired boy that was hooked up to so many monitors.

It pained Kageyama to see Hinata in such a state. Kageyama only wished for Hinata to get better, but the doctors didn't have high hopes.

At about 3am Kageyama had drifted off to sleep.

When Kageyama woke up, Hinata's monitors were going crazy and the doctors rushed in the room, hurrying Kageyama out of the way so they could start helping Hinata.

After what felt like 2 painful long hours, the doctor came out of the room with a sorrowful look on his face.

Kageyama's whole world stopped in that moment as the doctor told him that Hinata didn't make it.

Kageyama was frozen, tears pricking at the sides of his eyes as he refused to believe the doctors words.

" N-No... "

Kageyama rushed into the room. He saw Hinata laying lifeless on the hospital bed. The monitors had been turned off. It was silent.

Kageyama stared at Hinata's lifeless body as he watched the nurses place a cloth over the dead body.

Hours had passed, and Kageyama was still standing in the room.

The doctors had called Daichi and Sugawara to come and pick up Kageyama.

" Tobio? Come on, Tobio, you need to leave. "

Sugawara said softly. Kageyama looked at the two upperclassmen who came to take him away.

" But.... Hinata. "

Kageyama said.

" Tobio, come on.. the team is all waiting outside. We are going to make a shrine. "

Daichi said with a gentle smile.

Kageyama stumbled, his legs trembling. Daichi and Suga both took hold of one of Kageyama's arms to help keep him steady.

" It's okay, Tobio.. "

Suga said, comforting the first year setter.

Suga and Daichi helped Kageyama walk outside where the whole volleyball team was waiting, including Hinata's mother and little sister Natsu.

Only now realisation hit Kageyama. Kageyama's eyes filled with tears as they poured down his face.

Kageyama screamed with such pain as his legs buckled beneath him, Daichi and Suga helped Kageyama to the floor gently.  

" HINATA! "

Kageyama screamed.

The whole team's heart broke hearing those screams. Hinata's mother and Natsu were both crying and hugging each other.

Tanaka and Noya were silent. They didn't cry. They just stayed silent.

Yachi was holding onto Kiyoko, sobbing her eyes out while Kiyoko was holding back her tears.

Ennoshita, Kinoshita, and Narita all just looked away, feeling nothing but pain and sorrow.

Asahi was a sobbing mess, struggling to catch his breath as he clung onto Tanaka.

Tsukishima was silent, Tadashi was crying into Tsukishima's shoulder.

Coach Ukai was silent, Takeda was also very silent.

Everyone felt so much pain, and nobody knew what to say or do, other than stand there in silence while Kageyama screamed and cried.

After a few hours, Daichi and Suga took Kageyama home. They had all placed a shrine at the school where everyone placed flowers and pictures of Hinata.

Kageyama was broken. He was silent, his eyes dull without emotion.

" Kageyama, you should eat. "

Suga said as he helped Kageyama inside his home.

Kageyama shook his head, refusing to eat. Though he was starving.

" Please, Tobio, you need to eat. "

Kageyama glared at them.

" Just leave!! "

He yelled. His next stage of grief was pure anger. He just wanted to be left alone.

Daichi and Suga decided they should leave, Kageyama needed alone time and some space to process what had happened.

When they left, Kageyama started to throw shit all around the room.

" No!! This is fucking stupid! "

Kageyama yelled, making a mess in his house. When he had calmed down, he was in the bathroom with a razor blade. He started to make deep cuts into his arms.

" I can join him..."

Kageyama muttered softly to himself, hoping that maybe he could join Hinata in the afterlife.

But after many failed attempts of trying to cut deeper, he decided to just give up.

Days had passed, Kageyama hadn't left his room, he hadn't eaten or gone to school, he just wanted to give up on it all. What was the point of life without Hinata there?

Daichi knocked on the door.

" Kageyama? "

Kageyama came to the door and opened it, Kageyama was covered in sweat, his arms layered with bruised cuts, and he looked extremely pale.

" Oh Tobio... "

Sugawara said as he pulled the boy into a hug, Kageyama just accepted the hug. He couldn't be bothered to push away.

" W-why are you guys here? "

Daichi frowned.

" We came to check on you, you haven't been at school... and we were worried you hadn't eaten. "

Daichi said while holding up a bag with some of Kageyama's favourite pork buns from Ukai's shop.

" We brought you food. "

Kageyama nods.

" Thanks... "

" We'll let you be alone. "

Kageyama gripped onto Suga.

" No... don't leave me, please. "

Kageyama begged, his whole body trembling. He didn't want to be alone. He wanted the comfort of the older males who were like big brothers to him.

" Okay, we won't. "

Kageyama let them inside the house. The house was a total wreck, with glass shattered, pillows all over the place.

" You poor thing. We are sorry we didn't stay the first time. You clearly needed us. "

Suga said while playing with Kageyama's hair.

Kageyama nods.

" I'll... come back to school tomorrow, I promise. "

He said quietly.

" Oh, don't you worry about that. The school understands what you are going through. "

Daichi said.

After some comfort and company from Suga and Daichi, Kageyama was tired and ready to be alone again. Of course, Daichi and Suga made sure that Kageyama ate before they even thought about leaving.

The next day, Kageyama was walking to school. He still looked like a total wreck, Kageyama didn't watch where he was going, and all he heard was a car horn before it all went black.

Kageyama woke up in his bed. He was in a cold sweat, and the orange haired spiker was leaning above Kageyama with a concerned look on his face.

" Kageyama, are you okay? "

Hinata asked with worry. He had woken up when Kageyama was screaming and tried so many times to wake Kageyama up with no luck.

" H-Hinata...? Yo-You're alive? "

Kageyama asked as his voice faltered, tears stinging his eyes.

" Wh-what?! Of course I'm alive! "

Hinata said with a hint of shock and worry when he noticed Kageyama's tears.

Kageyama started to sob quietly, choking on his own saliva as he was lying on his back. Hinata helped Kageyama sit up and pat his back.

" Hey hey, it's okay... I'm not dead, Kageyama. I'm not even sick. "

Hinata said soothingly while rubbing Kageyama's back.

Kageyama's arms just wrapped around Hinata's body with a tight grip.

" Y-You died!! "

Kageyama sobbed, holding onto Hinata as if he would disappear if he let go.

" I'm right here... it was just a bad dream. Shhh.. "

Hinata reassured, holding Kageyama tight in his arms. They sat there cuddling for 20 minutes before Kageyama finally calmed down.

" It was such a bad dream..."

Kageyama said sadly.

Hinata nods.

" I know, I know love. "

Hinata comforted Kageyama and kept whispering, reassuring, and comforting words to him.

" I'm here, and I won't leave you. "

After a few more minutes, Kageyama had fallen asleep in Hinata's arms, embracing his warmth.

×

The End.

Haha, did I scare y'all?

Words : 1341

[darl-ingfics]

gtvbybybubununjnin

I want to see one where Jin dog runs away from home and the boys help him look for it, it starts to get late, he starts to cry out of worry and the boys comfort him at night, he cries more in his room while the boys talk on V Live that the Jin dog had disappeared (in the end an army finds him or a satff)

Okay, I tried my best for you, Anon! Not sure it's perfect, but we tried. I also couldn't find a dog for Jin, and didn't want to use his childhood sweet baby angel dog, so I used Adam from that one Run BTS episode. Cause I actually think about them very often.

Lost Dog

Fandom: Seventeen

Whumpee: Jin (lost dog); also, minor Suga (fever)

Caregiver(s): BTS

Word Count: 973

It was an accident. Nobody was to blame. But it was excruciatingly hard not to point fingers when Seokjin came home from practice to find the backdoor open and Adam no where to be found inside the house. Before he could let himself think the worst, he checked everywhere, all of Adam’s favorite places and even the ones he hated (like the laundry room, cause apparently the washer was evil.) He looked under beds, in closets, in cabinets even, but the dog wasn’t there. Meaning the worst had happened. Adam had run away. 

Jungkook, Taehyung, and Hoseok had been helping him look around the house. Namjoon calling their manager to see which dog walker had stopped over that day. Jimin had been sitting on the couch with Yoongi, who’d been home all day with a fever, and had, unfortunately, been passed out on said couch when the dog walker was there. The producer hadn’t out right said he felt guilty, but it was incredibly obvious to the people who knew him best. 

When Seokjin finally gave up searching the house, he walked into the living room to find six pairs of worried eyes staring directly at him. 

“Did you find him?” Yoongi croaked from the couch. 

Seokjin shook his head. 

“Then we’re going on an adventure.” Hoseok leapt up from the couch, moving straight towards the coat closet. “Kookie, Joonie, you’re with us. Jimin, Tae, you stay here to start our scheduled live. Yoongi, you rest.” He paused to rest a hand on Seokjin’s shoulder. “We’re going to find him, hyung. I promise you that.”

Seokjin nodded, biting his lip. He was still trying his best not to think the worst but… it had been hours at this point. Adam had probably gotten lost or… maybe he had intentionally run away? Or maybe something awful had happened and he’d been kidnapped? Dognapped? 

“Hyung?”

Shaking his head, Seokjin snapped back into the present. Jungkook was looking at him with the widest, more worried eyes ever. “We’re not gonna give up until we’ve got him back, okay?”

“Thank you, Kookie.” The softest smile curled up Jin’s lips, growing fonder when the maknae nodded in determination. Seokjin moved to pull on his own coat and boots, preparing for the rainy, windy weather outside. Namjoon handed him a flashlight, as it was growing darker by the second. Once again, he got his expectations in order. They were going to find Adam. They had to. 

*

An hour and a half later, after separating into teams of two, the search party met back up empty handed. There had been no signs of Adam anywhere. And the drizzly rain had likely washed away any sort of paw prints or tracks that had been left behind. 

“Okay, we have to go back for the live,” Namjoon began. “BUT, that does NOT mean this search is over. Our manager has some staff members out searching too, and animal control was notified so if they catch any dog that matches Adam’s description, we’ll know first thing…”

“Thank you.” Namjoon felt his heart break instantly at the tone of Seokjin’s voice. Even as he smiled at the small group, the leader know that the drops of water on his friend’s face weren’t just from the rain. “Thank you for trying.” 

Hoseok clicked his tongue, wrapping Seokjin in a tight hug. “I’m sorry, Jinnie,” he whispered. Jungkook joined the embrace, Namjoon following suit. It took everything in Seokjin not to break down then and there. 

*

When the search party arrived home, Jimin and V had already started their live. Their obvious switch in attention caught ARMY’s attention. Namjoon hurried in front of the camera, ready to save Seokjin from having to recount the tale through the power of leader-BS, but Seokjin got there first, resting a hand on Namjoon’s arm. It’s okay. 

“Hi everyone. Sorry we’re a bit late. My dog Adam ran away today, and we were out looking for him. We… weren’t successful in finding him. But it’s okay. We’ll… keep looking tomorrow.” 

Jimin reached up to hug Seokjin as he already knew his hyung was crying without looking at the screen (or ARMY’s comments). A sob broke free from Seokjin, and before he knew it, he was full on crying. On live. But he didn’t even have the heart to be embarrassed. Jimin pulled him down onto the couch, Taehyung latching onto his other side, Namjoon and Jungkook draped across his back.

No one had noticed Hoseok’s absence until the dancer reappered in the doorway, confusion clear in his face. 

“Where’s Suga?” he asked, voice tinged ever so slightly with worry. The cuddle puddle paused, looked around. Where was Suga?

As if on cue, the front door swung open, revealing a pale and shaking Yoongi looking extra cute in a raincoat that was too big for him (likely someone else’s). 

“Yoongi!” Hoseok exclaimed, racing to the doorway. “Where were you?!”

“Look who I found…” Yoongi turned, and Adam came bounding into the house.

“OH MY GOD!” Jungkook yelled. 

“ADAM!” Seokjin exclaimed, falling to his knees, arms wide open. The dog ran towards him instantly, whining in joy as he liked his owner’s face. “Oh, my sweet boy! Where did you go!?”

“How on Earth did you find him?” Namjoon asked incredulously. “We were out there for an hour!”

Yoongi shrugged as Hoseok fretted around him, helping him take his outside clothes off. “Dogs like treats, so I brought treats with me. Found him two houses down.” Yoongi shivered in the absence of his coat, and Hoseok quickly wrapped his arms around the older man, rubbing warmth back into his fevered limbs. 

“Yoongi…. thank you.” Seokjin’s smile was so genuine, the tears now spilling down his cheeks so full of joy, that Yoongi couldn’t help but smile back. 

“Anything for you, sunshine.”

[misswoozi]

Look! I feel like some idol producers and leaders, like Woozi / Suga/ Rm/ Bang Chan/ Hongjoong/Taeyong and etc, work so damn hard, until exhaustion sometimes. Although I would consider them care givers, I also think they want and need a care giver too! Someone who they don’t have to tell, because for fucks sake they won’t, they need something like a hug or a warm meal .

Imagine the happiness on this guys, when their partner just shows up at the studio with a warm meal, or when they hug them while they’re still sitting on their chair and their heads fall into the chest and the partner gives them a kiss on the head. Most of the times they are big spoons but when they’re tired or just emotional, they want to be the little spoons without even have to verbalise it, they just want to feel the warmth and someone telling them “You are doing amazing, but you have to rest. Okay, love? I love you!” . -SWA

OP, THIS IS AMAZING BECAUSE MY ALL TIME FAVORITE SHIP TROPE IS "the leader who takes care of the band + the member who takes care of the leader" and some of my all-time favorite pairings fit into that mold:

Suho/Chanyeol

Solji/Hyerin

Mingyu/Coups

Sowon/Yerin

Jihyo/Momo

I love that you love a similar dynamic 😭 The hard-working caregivers deserve the same love, compassion and support that they give!

[lilhunterpedia]

okay but imagine suga joking around and babying daichi on the bus back home from a game, but it all goes way too far and suddenly he’s got a lap full of tiny daichi who just wants to be cuddled and bounced.

[0bviouslyem1ly]

Age regressor Yū Nishinoya headcanons!

•He's super, super hyper. Like, If you think he's hyper when he's big, when he's regressed he gets 2x the energy.

•He's a little gremlin. He's always moving around, doing something.

•Asahi and Suga are his main caregivers! Tanaka is like a big brother to him, or a babysitter. Asahi is a very calm and gentle caregiver, Suga is a bit more strict than Asahi, and Tanaka is pretty hyper as well.

•He was really insecure about his regression at first, but then he realized everyone on the team still loved him the same.

•He likes to wear Asahi's t-shirts sometimes, since he's so small. He definitely loves oversized clothes.

•Shoyo is also an age regressor, so they have playdates all the time. They keep up with each other's hyperness perfectly, and tire each other out so their caregivers don't have to try as hard to get them to sleep.

•He loves building things with blocks when he's regressed.

•I headcanon that he has ADHD, and often hyperfixates on some things he likes. His favorite hyperfixation is bugs. He just thinks they're cool, and loves learning about them.

•Suga wants him to still learn things when he's regressed, and not just play all the time. He'll take him to animal related museums to learn about all of his favorite animals! (There was even a section about bugs, and Noya absolutely freaked out when he saw it. 💕)

•He's a very hungry little munchkin! Since he's always running around and burning energy, he gets hungry quite often.

•Suga has a baby bag for him that he carries around everywhere he goes when he's taking care of Noya. It's full of bandages and things to take care of wounds (since Noya is constantly getting hurt for not being careful), snacks, toys, teethers (Noya loves to chew on things when he's regressed), and whatever else he may need!

•He loves eating ice cream and popsicles when regressed, but also PB&J's, anta on a log, oatmeal with blueberries, and overall pretty healthy snacks. Asahi makes his lunchbox. He cuts up fruit and vegetables into shapes and little animals sometimes to make eating healthy a bit more fun. Noya can be kind of a picky eater, and only want ice cream and popsicles.

•He always had cute little bandaids with ladybugs on them on his fingers or legs. He's always too busy playing to be careful, and next thing you know, he's scraped his knee.

•He loves friendship bracelets! One time, Asahi made him one, and Noya was super intrigued by it and wanted to learn how to make one. Once he learned, he constantly makes friendship bracelets for everyone on the team. Multiple even!

•I think he would watch Max & Ruby. 100% (If you know what that is, you're amazing, ily. 😭)

•His little age is most likely between 3-7.

[haikyuu-agere-sfw]

🌟Safety Human🌟

✨First time using my wheels✨ See post here Pairings: Nishinoya x Sugawara Dynamic: Pet x CG Scenario: Slipping somewhere unsafe CW: Homophobia, bullying, attempted harm Nishinoya would have a puppy space. Feel free to debate!  (CW below the cut + warnings before it and telling when it’s over for your safety)

Nishinoya was still exploring his pet space, still figuring out what were triggers and what was okay, still trying to figure out how to tell the others. Never in a million years did he expect to slip during school, never! Luckily for him, he’d warned Suga about his pet space and how he might give it away. Thank whatever higher beings there were for that. He slipped. 

Suga saw Nishinoya in the hallway and waved, receiving a panting smile and a head bump to his hand instead of a ‘what’s up suga’ back. Oh no. He took Nishinoya’s hand and he started chewing on Suga’s arm. Someone saw them and sneered, saying a certain word Suga would love to hit them for using, but he restrained himself. 

-TW please read the CW!-

One of the transfer students grabbed Nishinoya’s shirt, yanking him harshly into the wall. Nishinoya yelped fearfully and stared. He turned to Suga. “You upset that I took you’re little boyfriend from you? You -redacted-!” Suga took Nishinoya, hiding him behind himself. 

“Leave him alone. You’re a second year, aren’t you? I’m a third year. I’ll go straight to your teachers with that language. How would you like it if mommy found out what her precious wittle baby was saying at school, huh?” Suga glared at him, hearing a “freak” as they ran off fearfully. Don’t f**k with third years, they’ll get you.

-safe again-

Suga turned to Nishinoya. “Hey puppy, you okay? Oh, poor puppy. Did he hurt you?” Nishinoya shook his head, trembling. “You were so brave, such a good boy.” He hugged him, petting his hair. Nishinoya barked softly, happily, and nuzzled into Suga’s chest. The silver-haired boy took his junior in his arms and carried him to lunch, sitting in the gym with their lunches and watching over him until he returned from pet space near the end of lunch, hazy memories of what happened. Suga swore he’d work harder to protect his kouhai, determined.