YourBoyFriendGame ~ Scenarios/one shot's

🔷️Caregiver Yb🔷️ × 💗little F Y/n💗

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Yb walked through the door and set his work bag down on the table.

"I'm home."

He said in a tired tone, it was a long day at work and was ready to settle down in his house for the night.
He let out a surprised gasp but smiled at y/ns' eagerness.

"Missed me, huh?"

He said, wrapping his arms around their waist as they tackled him, and holding them close against him.
'They're usually not this clingy,' he thought, a warm smile settling on his features.

He looked down at them in his arms, a mixture of fatigue and warmth in his eyes.

"Is someone feeling little today?"
He chuckled lightly at y/ns' reaction, a look of amusement on his face as he watched them look away, a dusting of pink on their cheeks.

"What, embarrassed that I figured it out so quickly?"

He teased softly, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He gave their waist a light squeeze, his grip firm but gentle. He leaned down, resting his chin on top of their head.

"No need to be embarrassed, you're cute when you're little."

He murmured, his voice soft and affectionate.

Yb hummed softly, his attention shifting to them as they spoke. He looked down at them, a smile on his face.

"Yes sweetheart? Use your words."

Y/n looked up at yb, their eyes shy and vulnerable. They fidgeted with their hands, still feeling a bit bashful.

"I... I missed you."

They said, voice soft and quiet.

Yb's heart swelled with affection as he heard their shy little voice utter those words. He couldn't help but feel a wave of protectiveness and adoration wash over him. His grip on their waist tightened slightly, though still gentle and reassuring.

"Aw, darling, I missed you too. So much."

He replied, his voice a gentle caress. He lifted one of his hands to tenderly ruffle their hair.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he looked down at them. They were so cute like this, shy and vulnerable, and it was all he could do not to just scoop them up in his arms and smother them with cuddles and kisses.

He took a step closer, gently guiding them over to the couch and sitting down, pulling them onto his lap.

He wrapped an arm around their waist, pulling them snug against his chest, their body fitting perfectly against his. He held them tight, his hand rubbing slow, soothing circles on their back. He could feel their heartbeat against his own, a gentle and steady rhythm that eased his tired muscles.

"There's my little one."

He murmured, his voice a warm and comforting hum.