Chapter 7

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no ones pov
Bambam slowly turned around, the razor dropping from his hand. of course, Jackson comes now at all times. before bambam could even fully process what was going on he felt his chest becoming heavy. his legs felt like jello as he collapsed to the floor, the urge to cry was too great as he began balling.
Jacksons face instantly softened up as he realized what happened.... bambam had slipped
"should i-i be feeling happy...or?"
Jackson was stuck it was good that bambam had slipped but... not like this. bambams wails almost instantly slowed down as Jackson brought his head to the crook of his neck. Jackson started to laugh slightly as he felt bambams plump lips sucking on his shirt.
"no no baby, that's yucky," Jackson said as he stuck a paci into bamabams mouth
jacksons pov
I felt so bad as I heard him crying each time I brought the alcohol wipes to his arms. my baby eyes were red and he looked as if he felt betrayed by me. I was so stupid leaving bambam like that... he didn't even have any way to contact me... I felt like the biggest jerk and worse daddy.

time skip
I looked down to see bambam was finally asleep for his nap, for someone so petite he sure did have a lot of energy. I made a silent promise to never leave him again and to spoil him well. from now on bambam would only be dining with the best food and best everything. I would sacrifice everything for my baby no matter what, I could never leave him again.
I couldn't help but smile seeing bambam stir, I wasn't sure if he was still in little place until I heard his cry. carefully I checked his diaper...
no ones pov
"aww someone used their diaper like a good little boy hmm"
"daddy will clean you up"
bambam watched Jackson carefully as he changed him. quickly making grabby hands towards him once a new diaper was on him. bambam was slowly starting to come out of his little space, although he still had no control and his brain was fuzzy he was fully aware of every single thing going on... he couldn't control his movements or his random outburst of baby babbling, it upset him a lot.
Time skip
bambam finally had control over his brain as he kept forcing the giggles waiting for the moment he was out of this annoying ass high chair. he held his breath as he watched Jackson disappear into the pantry. slowly yet efficiently bambam unbuckled the highchair as he bolted out of it causing it to tumble onto the ground. A loud thud echoed through the halls.
"shit," bamabm said as he bolted towards the nearest bathroom. the echo of Jacksons' footsteps hot on his heels. bamabam was hardly able to lock the door before Jackson started banging on it.
"bambam...open the door please", Jacksons said his voice unsteady layered with worry.
"fuck off"
"...."
"ill wait bambam.."
Jackson back now faced the door as he slowly slid down it, he knew he had to gain bambams trust..bambam sat in the bathtub amused, was he really outside the bathroom still?
ten minutes later
Jackson sighed as he slowly rose to his feet, knocking once more.
"come on baby boy, open the door please.."
"for daddy please."

after a bit more of waiting bambam finally gave in, slowly he unlocked the door opening just a smidge to peek out. he was met with Jackson smiling softly towards him, bambam opened the door fully more curious now. Jackson headed towards bambam taking each step slowly, he picked him up making bambam cradle him. quickly he carried him to his room and into the master bathroom. sitting bambam on the counter Jackson backed away a bit just staring at bambam.
"bambam we have to talk"
bambam quickly looked down once they made eye contact nodding as slow as possible.
Jackson yet again picked up bambam taking him to the bed, sitting him on the edge. bambams head still hanging low, Jacksons' warm long fingers slowly wrapped around bambams chin tilting it upwards. bambam quickly looked away from Jacksons' soft eyes.
"nu-uh baby, no hiding from me," Jackson said slightly stern.
with that bambam looked at Jacksons yet again staring at his eyes.
"bambam... I'm sorry I left you, something came up with work.."
"I didn't realize I would be gone that long, I thought after one day I would be back to you"
"I'm sorry baby boy.... i was a bad daddy and ill do anything to make it up to you...ok?"

bambam was oddly amused, he couldn't tell if he loved or hated Jackson... he supposed he would give him a shot though.
"okey"
Jackson looked at him in surprise, he was expecting bambam to go off or at least have a lot more to say.
"ok?"
"you can make it up to me" bambam said with smiling slightly up towards Jackson
"how about we take a nap baby boy hmm?"
bambam slowly nodded, watching Jackson as he went to go find them some PJs.
bambam ended up just in one of Jacksons' big comfy sweaters and a diaper, he was of course slightly irritated by it but oh well. Jackson was shirtless with a pair of sweats. as soon as Jackson was laying down bambam hoped on top of him burying his face into Jacksons' soft chest. now more than ever he craved his sweet scent.
Time skip
Bambam woke up to soft long fingers fiddiling with his hair.
"Morning darling"
Morning"
"How was your nap?"
Bambam nodded before face-planting back into Jackson's chest.
Chuckling Jackson slowly moved up a little along with moving Bambam so he cradled him.
"Bambam... I want you to know I'm here ok...?"
"If you ever feel like doing something bad to yourself tell me ok... "
"In fact all you have to say is eight."
"Can you do that for me whenever your feeling bad?"
Bambam nodded slightly, he just wanted to disappear he hated talking about his mental health.
"Use your words, please"
"Ok"
"Thank you"
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How about we go get breakfast ? Jackson yelled joyfully picking up Bambam and heading out the room.
Bambam groaned internally hoping he at least got real food, not that baby shit. Bambam was shocked as he felt his bum being sat on a regular chair, not the nasty high chair with the straps. Jackson smiled as he saw bambams slightly grinning face.
Anything you specifically want?
No...
Mmmk
Jackson already knew it was going to be a struggle to get Bambam to eat, especially while he was big. he couldn't amagine how bad his eating disorder would be. Jackson shuddered as he rember how skinny Bambam was when he first saw him. He still was extremely petite but defiantly not as much.
Bambam was broken out of his thoughts as a plate was out in front of him. He already felt like throwing up, the plate was stacked high with pancakes, eggs and sausage.
"You don't have to eat it all baby boy" Jackson commented seeing how the bamabams face was.
Sitting down next to him Jackson slowly began to eat, all Bambam did was stare at him slightly. sighing Jackson picked up Bambam placing him in his lap.
"Darling, I need you to try, how about you have half a pancake some eggs, and sausage?"
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"Than what ever sweets you want later you can have them. I'll even through in a offer of no bottles for the rest of the day. "
With that Bambam slowly opened his mouth.
Jackson chuckled a little as he picked up a fork stabbing a small number of eggs. Bambam could feel his bottom lip trembling as the warm food entered his mouth. It's not that he didn't want it, it's just he shouldn't have it.
Bambams pov
All I could think about was how I shouldn't be eating this with every bite. I was already fat, I still had a long way before I was even considered not obese. My dad would be so disappointed... as he should be. Just one more sausage to go and half a pancake. It already felt like I had eaten a horse. sitting in Jackson's lap didn't help whatsoever, his usual scent that I loved was making me nauseous.
"All done" I heard Jackson yell, he turned me around in his lap. The smile on his face instantly dropped into a worried frown.
"Bambam are You ok ?"
"Bathroom," I said as I tried to bolt. Jackson's long arms stopped me from even getting up.
"I'm sorry baby but I'm not letting you go till you've digested this. I felt like crying why was he trying to make me fat? I knew deep down he hated me... I was finally starting to get skinny. I was upset with myself the most thinking about all the bottles I had willingly taken down. I felt the food at the back of my throat building up. Jackson seemed to réalise this as he pushes the tip of a sippy cup with water into my mouth. I was starting to think water also made me fat. I tried water fasting once for a month... I didn't get anywhere, I hardly loss fifteen pounds that month.
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No ones pov
Jackson slowly brought Bambams head to wrest in the crook of his neck. Patting his back he slowly got up and started walking around the kitchen. Jackson knew he wouldn't be able to lure Bambam to sleep but he just wanted to distract him for a bit. It was going to be a long couple hours.
Jackson felt slightly bad, he shouldn't have forced Bambam to eat the sausage. He knew he was already pushing him with just the eggs alone.
In the corner of his eye, Jackson caught Bambam beginning to put his fingers into his mouth. Quickly he pulled bambams fingers away.
"BAMBAM"
"No, dont do this again got it ?"
Bambam nodded weakly, he was slightly scared Jackson seemed really angry.
Jackson froze a little realizing he sounded mad. Slowly he whispered "I'm sorry little one but I have to do this, I know you hate me right now. But trust me ..."
A/n 0-0 i hope y'a enjoyed this long chaotic chapter. I feel bad for not updating but schools been tough. thank you for all the reads it's very motivating.

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