Fluffy SKZ Oneshots EP.2🧸

A mama boy🍼

Little: Minho

Caregivers: Felix (baba), Seungmin (mama), Jeongin (appa)

Idea by: a_fandompr1ncess

No one's POV.:

Minho didn't know how he was doing it but he had managed to go without slipping for a few weeks already. Not really by choice, as their schedules simply didn't give him any opportunity to. First, it had been the comeback preparations and the dancer had convinced himself he could hold on for a little while longer. What he had completely ignored, was that things wouldn't get easier once the preparations were over because they'd have their comeback, daily schedules filled with performances and interviews. If anything, they were even busier after the album release. Minho didn't think anyone had noticed anything being amiss. The group knew about his headspace, though half of them had rarely ever seen him regressed. The only members frequently interacting with his little-self, were the three maknaes of the group. As Minho's dormmates, they inevitably were around when the dancer regressed and had started to take care of him from the first occasion they had ever seen him little. Sure, Minho could take care of himself, even when he was regressed but it wasn't nearly as lonely when he had someone to cuddle with and who would tuck him into bed after a long and busy day.

Felix, Seungmin and Jeongin had suspected their hyung neglecting his headspace. Sure, they couldn't know whether he slipped without them around, as they occasionally had different schedules and it was entirely possible that the older took some time to himself while the other three were busy but knowing their hyung's perfectionist personality, that was rather unlikely. If anything, Minho was even busier than his three dongsaengs and simply didn't have the time to slip, although he really needed it. He had developed a headache somewhere along the way, feeling constantly fatigued, which wasn't too surprising with how long all of them ran on too little sleep. However, Minho was the one suffering the most from it. Every muscle in his body was on fire after countless hours of dancing, his head pounded and with how fuzzy his mind grew occasionally, it was difficult for him to focus on anything really. Still, he nailed the choreographies each and every time, moving from muscle memory. At night, Minho often cried from how miserable he felt. It was impossible to find a position to sleep in that didn't cause him pain and he really craved a hug but either his caregivers weren't home yet, they were already asleep or he knew he'd slip once someone comforted him and he couldn't afford that, so the dancer suffered alone, eventually knocked out from sheer exhaustion.

What Minho didn't realize was that his dongsaengs did notice. It pained them to see their friend suffer but with their schedules there wasn't much they could do about it. Minho seemed withdrawn most of the time, barely participating in any conversation, usually because he was too out of it to grasp what the people around him were talking about. Chan too noticed his oldest dongsaeng struggling and after talking to Felix, the leader figured the best they could do to help him was to let him slip for a while. They wouldn't get a day off for another few weeks but maybe he could arrange for half of the group to get out a little earlier and have Minho spend the evening in his headspace. It still wouldn't be ideal but probably the best they could get for the time being.

Chan really did manage to clear half of the members schedule for half a day, sending Minho, Felix, Seungmin and Jeongin home early. It would give the second oldest the opportunity to spend the late afternoon and early evening in his headspace and hopefully he'd be doing a little better the following day. Minho couldn't even comprehend what his hyung wanted him to do, the idea of going home early during such a busy time completely unfamiliar. It was probably just his muddled mind playing tricks on him, so he didn't move, while the three maknaes started to collect their belongings. Seeing the dancer not do anything, Jeongin packed the other's bag and slung it over his shoulder, while Felix approached the older. "You ready to go home, hyung?", the Aussie asked lowly, resting a hand on Minho's shoulder. The other looked at him confused. Why were they going home? Was the day already over? If it was, he had completely forgotten about one meal of the day but that wasn't exactly impossible. Noticing the dancer's doubtful expression, Jeongin took his hand and smiled: "Yeah, it's still early but we're done here for today. There's something else you really need to tend to, hm?" Too out of it, Minho didn't get what the youngest was hinting it, so Felix requested: "Just let us take care of you for the rest of the day, alright hyung?"