Stray Kids Little space. Stan Stray Kids you people. If you already have, *applause*
Please do not add this to any smut reading lists.
Little Space is not meant to be sexualised
The Maknae Line were in Jeongin and Jisung's room, currently little heads all in and surrounding a piece of paper. Not the best combo, I know. Using different coloured textas, they created the most elaborate prank in the world's existence. This prank would blow the roof off the dorm and their caregiver's hair would be blown away from their mindset.
Their plan for pranking the Hyung Line was really someone pretending to cry really really dramatically while the other four hid until the caregivers rushed to see what happened. Then the other four would pour flour on top of them (TXT flashbacks) and tickle. Seems simple, right? NOt when the littles were...well...little.
Jisung was assigned the task to pour the flour into little cups and...he spilled a little bit of flour... Jisung internally malfunctioned and tried to gather the particles into the cups prepared beforehand and kinda failed. Losing his patience, he swept the flour into the bin, not bothered and too lazy to actually clean up.
While the whole Jisung thing was going on, the rest of the littles were debating on who to cry to attract the caregiver's attention. "Who is the cutest wen cryin'? Seungmin rolled his eyes at the question and pointed at the most obvious answer. Although it was hard to admit, Jeongin was the official maknae of the group AND the cutest in general (I mean...).
"Innie will crwy n' Daddy (Chan), Minnie n' Binnie will come to see him!" Felix stated quite proudly with his hands on his hips. Hyunjin (I miss him, how long is JYP gonna keep him on hiatus?) thought of a problem though. "Wat if Daddy n' Minnie n' Binnie get mad at us?"
Seungmin gave a nasty grin. "Then we twell thwem that it was Sungie!" Neither of the four littles wanted to be in trouble so the easiest to blame (because he wasn't with them rn) was Jisung. "Where is Sungie anyway?" Speaking of the devil, where was he?
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Jisung waddled into the living room from the kitchen, covered in flour. His state was rather messy and IF the kitchen was as chaotic as Jisung was right now, the caregivers would certainly become suspicious. Jeongin went over to his fellow little and tried to brush the flour off Jisung's clothing but it was still present in the creases and pockets. Well, fuck.
"Sungie! Go n' change your clwothes!"
"NOOOOO! I wanna wook wike white sqwirrel!"
Fed up, Felix launched himself onto Jisung and began to wrestle him, trying to take off the jacket. Five minutes later, after rolling around on the carpet, Felix managed to snag the Jacket and pull it off. "NUH DADDY WILL SEE!"
"Um...guys?" Hyunjin peered out of the window by sticking his fingers between the blinds. "Daddy n' Minnie n' Binnie is comin'!" The little was visibly panicked as he witnessed Chan, Minho and Changbin walking towards the house from across the street. They said that they were heading out to grown-up stuff and would be back around 3 o'clock. But it was 2:30 right now!
"SUNGIE! WHERE ARE DA CUPS?"
Jisung, without looking up, pointed at the kitchen and mumbled something about the cups of flour on the benchtop. Jeongin hurriedly rushed to the kitchen and grabbed the four cups of flour before setting them on the living room table. Now all that was needed to prepare was the crying child and the hiding spots. So Hyunjin took charge of this one. No, it wasn't the best choice but there wasn't much time left.
Hyunjin pushed the sofas and armchairs, slightly rearranging their positions so when the caregivers came home and found a 'crying' Jeongin, the rest of the littles wouldn't be seen. Hyunjin gave a discreet nod to Seungmin who smiled wickedly in return. Holding Jeongin's prized stuffed fox plushie behind his back, he stalked up to the innocent boy and began to try to make him cry.
"Hey, Innie...Imma rip up your Foxie!"
Jeongin immediately swung his head around, almost giving himself whiplash (Stan NCT). He spotted the poor plushie in the devil's hands and reached out with grabby hands. Seungmin stretched his arm so the plushie hung far above Jeongin's head, seeing tears gathering in the tear ducts in Jeongin's eyes. Good, it was working.
"NOOO GIVE 'IM BACK"
The caregivers' heads shot up at the sound of the wail. Just as the littles planned, the Hyung Line tripped over themselves trying to get to the source of the cries. The Maknae Line (the ones that weren't crying) covered their mouths with their available hand and muffled their giggles as Chan, Minho and Changbin flocked around their beloved maknae.
"WHAT HAPPENED INNIE?"
"DO YOU NEED ME TO PUNCH ANYONE?"
"I CAN KILL THAT PERSON AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT, JUST SAY THE WORD!"
Jeongin (faked)sobbed harder, making the caregivers (even Minho) more worried.
"S-seungminnie w-wipped m-m-my FOXIE!"
Chan stayed in his crouched position and bellowed as loud as he could.
"SEUNGMIN WHERE ARE YOU?!"
"We're herrrreeee, DADDY!"
The four hidden littles sprang up from their hiding spots, pouring their ready cups of flour on the unexpecting trio and landing in a pile with the three eldest members stuck at the bottom of the stack, Jeongin joining in. Chan and Changbin groaned in pain as they were then at the bottom bottom of the stack and had to endure the weight of five grown men while Minho was slid out of the pile, taking most of the flour attack.
Now the three 'adults' were floured, shocked and squashed. A job well done if you ask the littles. The three caregivers stared at each other and nearly cracked up laughing at each other's appearances. They looked ridiculous. Well, the littles could have all the fun, could they?
Chan took Jeongin and Felix into his grasp and began to tickle them with each hand, Changbin doing the same with Seungmin and Jisung and Minho with Hyunjin. The littles squealed as they felt the ticklish sensation and the sprinkle of flour flying everywhere. They were suffering in the best way possible.
The members eventually calmed down and flopped onto the ruined carpet of the living room.
"You guys never do that again, alright? We were genuinely scared."
