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Little Winter Romance🍼❄️

Little: Minho

Caregiver: Jisung

Idea by: Chansholywater

No one's POV.:

It had been a few months since Minho and Jisung had started to date in secrecy. They didn't tell their members about their relationship, which wasn't too difficult because they had always been overly affectionate with each other, so the change in their dynamics was barely noticeable by the people around them. One day, a month into their relationship, Minho had gotten stressed and incredibly anxious during one of their recording sessions, so the youngest 3racha member had offered to take him out on a short walk around the block for his boyfriend to collect himself. Chan had agreed that Minho needed a breather and trusted Jisung to talk the other down. Considering the rapper himself often experienced anxiety, he'd at least be able to relate to his hyung's feelings. What had happened after they left the studio though, had completely taken Jisung by surprise. His boyfriend had started to cry inconsolably, sucking on the cuff of his sleeve and getting increasingly worked up. In hopes of getting them some privacy, the rapper had dragged him to an empty studio, where he locked the both of them in. When he didn't get a disapproving reaction, he pulled Minho into a hug and held him as he cried. Not wanting the dancer to bottle his feelings up, Jisung had sat with him for almost an hour and held his boyfriend, so he could safely cry the stress off of his chest.

When Minho had exhausted himself and slowly calmed down in Jisung's hold, the rapper placed soft kisses on his boyfriend's forehead and waited, if the older wanted to tell him what was on his mind. His heart ached when Minho looked up at him, his swollen eyes holding nothing but innocence and helplessness. "What's wrong, hyung? You know I'm here for you when there's too much on your mind to handle on your own", Jisung hummed, gently dabbing his sleeves under the dancer's eyes to dry the tears. To his surprise, his boyfriend continued to chew on his sleeve, whimpering softly. Running his fingers through Minho's hair, the rapper pulled out his phone and texted Chan that they wouldn't be returning anytime soon since Minho had broken down and needed some time to collect himself. To be entirely honest, Minho was terrified. He had started to feel extremely overwhelmed, which had resulted in him slipping into his headspace. The dancer was a closeted little and slipping in front of his boyfriend this early on in their relationship, frightened him. What if Jisung was disgusted by his littlespace? Would the rapper dump him when he learned that he wasn't the strong hyung, he thought he was?

Jisung continued to play with his hair, which did a great job at calming the little down, and whispered: "Please talk to me, hyung? You got me all worried. What's on your mind that is stressing you so much?" – "I-I nu-nuh know", Minho hiccupped, breaking his boyfriend's heart with how small and broken he sounded. "It's okay", the rapper sighed, nuzzling his face against the other's hair before looking at him, cooing: "Should I take you home and tell Chan-hyung you need some rest? You don't look like you'll be fine to continue any time soon." – "S-Scared", Minho whimpered, harshly biting his sleeve to suppress another sob. Gently swaying them from side to side, Jisung breathed: "I can tell, let's get you home, yeah? It'll be quiet and only us, we can cuddle on your bed and maybe have some hot chocolate. Would that soothe your nerves?" The dancer shrugged helplessly but followed his boyfriend when he went to unlock the studio door. With Minho clinging to his arm as they walked back towards their dorm, the rapper called Chan and explained the situation. The leader was understandably worried but trusted Jisung to have it handled and told him to tell Minho to feel better.

Minho had remained quiet for the entirety of their walk home and still seemed a little lost when they entered their dorm. "Should I make some hot chocolate?", Jisung offered, worried when the other still didn't let go of his arm. Biting his lip, Minho shyly asked: "Can I have hot milk?" – "Sure, you can", the rapper agreed confused, "Want some honey in it or just milk?" – "Honey", the little whispered, feeling his heart start to race again. If he ever wanted to tell his boyfriend about his little-side, this was probably the best opportunity but he was so scared. "Why don't you change into something comfy and I'll have our drinks ready soon", Jisung smiled, pecking the other's cheek and pushing him in the direction of their bedrooms. While Minho changed into sweatpants and a large hoodie, he made up his mind and also retrieved the baby bottle he kept hidden in a box in his closet. Shoving the bottle into his pocket, the little waddled back to the kitchen and hugged his boyfriend from behind, fiddling with the other's hoodie strings. He drew a deep breath before mumbling barely even audible: "Can I dwink ma milk fwom this?" Jisung turned around in the hug, confused as the lisp he had detected in his boyfriend's speech earlier, grew more prominent. His eyes widened when he spotted the baby bottle, Minho placed on the counter, but he figured it was a comfort thing and wouldn't dare deny him after his breakdown earlier. Not commenting on it, the rapper simply took the bottle and poured in the milk he had heated up before adding some honey and stirring to dissolve it. Minho's nerves slowly eased, noting how his boyfriend hadn't questioned his actions so far.