minsung one shots

held in your warmth

ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ bighuglvr
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fluff / 1430
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- little space -

jisung had always been a little different. not in a bad way - just in a way that made him feel like there was a part of himself he couldn’t quite share with the rest of stray kids. he loved his members, he trusted them with his life, but this… this was something personal, something delicate.

he had known about his ‘little space’ for a long time. it was a state of mind where he felt safe, small, and vulnerable, like a child who just wanted comfort and care. he didn’t regress often, but when he did, it was overwhelming.

he needed someone there for him, someone he could trust to guide him through it. for the longest time, he had handled it alone, curled up in his room with plushies and soft blankets, whispering to himself that he was okay.

but lately, it had been harder to keep it hidden. the stress of schedules, the pressure of being an idol, the constant expectations - it all weighed on him. and his little space became less of a secret indulgence and more of a necessary escape.

he knew he had to tell them.

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one evening, when all eight of them were gathered in the dorm’s living room, jisung took a deep breath. felix was sprawled out on the couch, chan was scrolling on his phone, and the others were chatting about their schedules for the next day. minho was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch, quietly listening. jisung’s heart pounded in his chest.

“guys… i need to tell you something.”

the conversation around him stopped. seven pairs of eyes turned to him, some curious, some concerned.

“what is it, sungie?” changbin asked, his tone gentle.

jisung swallowed hard, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sweater. “it’s… something personal. something I’ve been dealing with for a while. and I trust you guys, so… I think I should tell you.”

the room was silent, waiting. jisung could feel the weight of their attention, but he pushed through.

“sometimes… I go into this headspace where I feel really small. not physically, but mentally. it’s like… I just want to be taken care of. like a little kid. it helps me deal with stress and feel safe, but I’ve never told anyone before.” jisung explained, his eyes focused on the floor the whole time.

he held his breath, waiting for the reaction.

there was a pause before seungmin spoke. “so… you regress?”

jisung looked up for a second and nodded slowly. “yeah.”

there was another beat of silence, then felix beamed. “that’s so cute, oh my god!”

hyunjin leaned forward, eyes shining with curiosity. “so, like, do you have a caregiver? or do you just… do it alone?”

jisung hesitated before shaking his head. “I’ve always done it alone, but… I don’t want to anymore.” he bit his lip before looking down at his hands. “I was hoping one of you would be my caregiver.”

the room filled with a mix of surprised and thoughtful expressions. jisung’s heart raced as he gathered his courage to continue. “I’ve thought about it a lot, and… I want minho-hyung to be my caregiver.”

minho, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke. “me?”

jisung nodded, cheeks burning, his gaze dropping to the floor again. “yeah. you’re already so caring, and you always make me feel safe. you take care of everyone in your own way, but… I feel like I could really trust you.”