Taekook Oneshots

Slipping Struggles

Littlespace/Fluff/Angst🍼☁️⛈️🥀

Taehyung: little, ages 3-4
Jungkook: caregiver

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"you're okay, baby. you did so good," jungkook cooed and praised, petting taehyung's head.
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ugh. how long had it been? two weeks?

ah. yes. two weeks since taehyung had shifted. he groaned to himself as he got in his car after yet another double at his job.

money is money, and he and jungkook definitely needed it. having to pay for his college and also needing to repair his ac. whatever, though. he was sure he had gone longer without slipping.

although he struggled to not, those times. now it's like his little self is gone completely. he knew he needed to slip, but his body wouldn't let him.

he drove back to his apartment that he and jungkook lived in, shutting the door behind him and kicking off his shoes before going to find him in the kitchen.

"kooks," he groaned, almost whining, "i can't slip."

it was weird admitting it out loud, but it was the truth. he doesn't remember this happening before.

"what?" he stopped doing the dishes and turned to taehyung, "how long has it been?"

"two weeks," he replied.

"have you tried everything?"

"i haven't had the time to try absolutely everything, but every day when i get home i don't feel anything. i know i need to because im so stressed about work, but i can't,"

"what have you not tried, honey?" he asked, stepping closer to him and putting his hands on his waist.

"dunno. tv watching, playtime, pacifiers," he mumbled into his shoulder.

"sweetheart, that's a lot of things you haven't tried yet. c'mon," he took his hand and sat him on the couch.

"i know," he said as he sat down, "but still. onesies and kid dinners usually do the trick. not this time."

"sometimes we just have to try more, baby,"

jungkook turned on the tv to a kids channel, putting a blanket on him and taehyung before sitting back and waiting.

three whole spongebob episodes and nothing.

"okay, moving on," taehyung said as he got up from the couch.

"wanna draw me a picture? build some legos?" jungkook suggested. the other man shrugged, but nodded. he sat down at the coffee table and began to flip through a coloring book he liked when he was little. it was hard finding a page that wasn't scribbled on, but he decided on a blank flower and hummingbird; coloring carefully between the lines.

he finished the page and sighed, still not feeling the urge to slip.

"how do you feel?" jungkook asked from the other side of the couch.

"still very adult,"

"hm. paci and a onesie it is, then," he said, leading taehyung to their shared room and pulling out a onesie and taehyung's favorite pacifier. he began to strip when jungkook stopped him.

"would you like some help, little one?" he asked, slipping in the pet name cleverly.

"u-uh, sure," taehyung awkwardly stood and let himself be stripped and changed, now standing comfortably in his blue elephant onesie.

"how 'bout a paci, baby?" jungkook said, putting it in front of his lips and letting him take it.

"t'ank you," he mumbled, now just standing and sucking on his pacifier.

jungkook grabbed his laptop to turn it on to more kids shows, getting taehyung to lay next to him on the bed while he pulled up adventure time.

they watched until taehyung was getting sleepy. he could feel himself starting to slip. he suckled gently on the pacifier and cuddled up more in the sheets, feeling smaller.

"looks like it's bedtime, sweetheart," jungkook said quietly, the episode coming to an end and he shut the laptop. taehyung whined loudly, a verbal complaint about the show being turned off.

"you heard me. c'mon, let's go brush our teeth," he replied, holding a hand out for him to take. taehyung whined louder and angrily slapped his hand away. jungkook turned around to completely face him, his hands on his hips as his eyebrows furrowed.

"kim taehyung," he said firmly, "what have i told you about hitting?"

he could feel himself slip more and more into his headspace. he supposed being treated like a child like this really did the trick.

"n-not nice..." he said, looking down.

"no it isn't, that's not nice at all. daddy said it was bedtime and that it was time to brush our teeth. so here's what's gonna happen. you're going to brush your teeth, and then you're gonna stand in the naughty corner for 5 minutes. then it's straight to bed, understand?"

he nodded, tears slightly welling in his eyes as he stood up. he took his pacifier out and began to brush his teeth with his nemo toothbrush, sniffling and rubbing his eyes until he was done.

he waddled out into the hall, jungkook following behind until he was in a corner with a piece of paper high on it that read, 'naughty corner.'

"5 minutes, okay?"

he nodded, watching him walk away.

it was hard for jungkook to not run and pick him up when he heard him start crying. but that's also how he knew taehyung was deep in his headspace. adult taehyung would never cry over this.

"okay, time's up, honey," jungkook told him, almost being knocked to the ground with the hug that came from the boy.

"s-sowwy daddy!" he sobbed, his cheeks hot with tears.

"you're okay, baby. you did so good," jungkook cooed and praised, petting taehyung's head.

"bedtime now, okay?" he mumbled, picking taehyung up and carrying him to bed. he laid down and the other's head immediately went to his chest, his limbs wrapping around him like a koala.

"how old are you, taehyungie?" he asked gently. taehyung suckled on his paci as he held up a 3.

"okay. that's good, sweet boy. goodnight,"

"ni ni, daddy,"

and taehyung definitely needed to slip, because that night he had the most peaceful sleep he's ever had.

and the next 3 nights in littlespace weren't too bad, either.

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back from the dead 🧟‍♂️
came up with this on a whim and wrote this in like 20 mins sorry for starving yall 🫶🏻
i wanna write more but it's a lot of work :p thank you guys though!! you are all still very important to me!