#StrayKidsAreStray

A day (MinChan) || LittleSpace

Littles — Minho

Caregiver — Chan

Summary: It's a follow-up from Little? so Minho gets stressed once again. 

Got off call with some friends and was feeling in a tiny mood so I started this while trying to not talk small lol

Is hard because I'm used to it when I feel like this but you gotta do what you gotta do, I guess. So forgive me if the grammar or words aren't perfect. I'm going in and out and it's like 1:20am while writing this (summer break). I don't usually revise my work because I can do stuff in one go usually but maybe I'll leave mistakes in. I dunno

And no, I don't do these in one sitting unless I have nothing better to do. These days up to two-five days maximum. Don't worry, I take breaks

Also someone tell me to stop changing who is in this oneshot. It was MinChanSungLix but now it's not and I-

Anywho, les goossss!

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"An' den! I push my stuffie off da bed!" Minho giggled as he told his stories to Chan who was working on some lyrics. "I dink dat Innie was sweeping on da..." he made a circular motion with his hands, his hands facing flat toward the ground. "Was word, Dada?"

"Floor?" Chan looked up from his computer. He wrapped his legs around Minho's body, happy he loved the couch feet rest closer to him.

Chan sat on the couch while Minho sat on the moveable footrest per his own request so he could lie down.

Minho nodded excitedly. "Dat! Da fwoor!" He trailed off. "Was was sayin?"

"You were telling me about how you pushed one of your stuffed animals off your bed and you think Innie was on the floor sleeping," Chan recapped.

"Oh yes!" Minho hopped up and down a bit. "So da stuffie hit Innie an' woke him ups! Innie wooked at me an' ask was hits his heads and I say 'mwister bupple bum fweww off da bed!' An' Innie scolded mwister bupple bum but! MinMin safe mwister bupple bum an' say I push him off and Innie pat my hair wike yous do an' den walk aways," Minho concluded, laying his body down, having to arch his back because of Chan's legs.

Chan hummed as he continued to write lyrics. "Hey Min, can you go see Jisungie?"

"Why?" Minho sat back up, tilting his head.

"I'm busy and need to focus on these lyrics,"

"Can MinMin helps?"

"Uh..." Chan closed the document he was using. "We can... we can make our own song together. That song was rather... not for you," he patted the spot next to him.

Minho crawled to the couch and plopped down next to Chan with a big grin. "Make own song? Wif wittle MinMin?"

"If you don't mind being a musical genius,"

"MinMin moo-sically genie-yes!" Minho threw his hands in the air, accidentally smacking Chan's nose. "Dada okays?" Minho checked on his Dada's nose.

Chan smiled as he stopped Minho from sticking his finger up Chan's nose. "It's all good, Kitty," he opened a new document and named it 'Chan and MinMin songs' with a <3 after it. "So. What type of song do you want to do?"

Minho pressed his lips in a line. "Kitty!"

"A song about you?" Minho nodded eagerly.

"An' Dada!"

"A song about me and you? You're a smart boy," Chan gave Minho's head a small peck. "What do you think would be a good name for it?"

Jisung and Felix appeared from around the corner. "What are they doing?" Felix asked as he heard Chan and Minho talk.