skz oneshots

skz x jisung - overwhelmed (little)

T/W : angst, fluff, adhd, lil bit of lix angst

littles : jisung, changbin

caregivers : skz, (felix is mama to jisung)

requested by : avacad0es1, izzylovesu3000and1

so i put both your requests together, hope that's okay :]]

ive never personally taken adhd meds so im really sorry if this isn't too accurate.

not proofread

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"fuck."

that was a word used repeatedly that day, by the one and only han jisung.

his hands were planted on his head, massaging his temples, taking deep breaths. it was a subconscious mimic of how felix gave him small rubs whenever he felt stressed, or just too much.

"i need to do this.." jisung mumbled, shaking his head and blinking repeatedly. he could feel something heavy sitting in his stomach, something he knew was going to hit him like a truck when he got home. he chose to ignore it.

jisung sighed heavily, putting his headphones back on, slipping his hood over his head and getting back to work.

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the boy jolted feeling a pair of hands on his head, rubbing in small circles.

"lixie?" he peeped, turning around, not realising he had used the name he used for felix when he slipped.

"no, 's binnie!" changbin exclaimed cutely, bouncing on the spot behind him, chan watching the pair with tired, loving eyes.

jisung pushed a smile onto his face, so as not to concern chan or upset changbin. "hi, sweetheart."

changbin pulled one of the chairs with wheels next to jisung and plopped into it, cuddling up to the younger. "wanna watch sungie work!"

jisung looked at the little and at chan who shrugged his shoulders and back at changbin, who had the cutest smile on his face.

he sighed quietly and nodded, squishing the baby's cheeks. "of course bubba, my binnie can watch me for as long as he wants."

jisung swallowed thickly, his own words making him feel small. he could feel his headspace creep up on him as changbin nuzzled into him.

no. not right now.

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a couple of hours passed and the baby had fallen asleep long ago. changbin was spread across the grey couch, draped with his my melody blanket as he refused to leave the room until jisung did.

chan left to grab some food around ten minutes ago, telling jisung he might be a while.

the younger had an aggressive headache, making him unable to do much. tears of frustration gathered in his eyes the boy quickly wiping away at it.

"c-can't do 't channie," he sobbed, his head pounding, squeezing his eyes shut. "'m sorry." jisung whimpered, swallowing thickly and clenched his fists to ground himself.

tears slipped down his cheeks, as he tried to stand, gripping onto the chair. a sharp pain ran through his head as if someone had pushed a glass shard into his skull.

"ah!" the little fell to the floor, the pain spreading, leaving the boy feeling almost paralysed by it. jisung curled up on the ground, crying quietly into his chest. "w-wan mama.."