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Little: Seonghwa

Caregiver: San

Request/Idea - The author (Me!)

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From the moment Seonghwa peeled his eyes open to that annoying sound of his alarm ringing, he knew it wasn't gonna be a good day. It took almost nothing for him to realize how poor a mood he was in–but not because of the alarm. He wanted to close his eyes and let the day pass without him there, to sleep away the poor mood but as much as he could wish for this, it wouldn't happen. Ateez had too long of a joint schedule that day for him to just up and decide to skip out on it. He didn't wanna leave the members like that–for them to work while he got yet another day off after the group just got one. It wasn't something big Seonghwa would do nor was it something little Hwa would do either.

That's why Seonghwa was in such a poor mood that morning–because he'd woken up feeling little on the one day he wouldn't be allowed to.

It became obvious to the little soon after waking up that asking for that extra day off could only cause him trouble. He'd have to explain why he wanted another day off after they were just coming back from one and Seonghwa was not ready to reveal his littlespace to the staff. And there wasn't a way around it, no matter how hard he'd search for one. So if he couldn't be little, then he'd just have to act big enough to hopefully pull himself out of his headspace.

Seonghwa mentally prepared himself as he stood right in front of his bedroom door, hand hovering over the door handle in hope. For sharing a dorm with Mingi and San, the dorm was actually pretty quiet which Seonghwa couldn't help but be overly thankful for. He carefully took the time opening that door, immediately poking his head out to see exactly what it sounded like–the absence of his members presented firmly in that hallway. Seonghwa waited a couple more seconds to make sure it was okay before finally stepping out of his room and starting towards the kitchen for food. However, he could barely make it just a couple steps before the sound of more footsteps started echoing behind him.

"Morning, hyung" San beamed, walking right past Seonghwa to enter the kitchen beside him.

'It nuh hyungie, it hwahwa...'

-is what little Hwa would've said out loud, if not for Seonghwa's big headspace remembering (yet again) that they just had a day off. But no, he couldn't just give himself away like that so early–like stated before, it'd only bring up more complications.

When he snapped out of his thoughts, Seonghwa felt a little awkward just standing there looking at San in silence, looking like some little kid having just gotten caught by a parent for sneaking out to the kitchen after bedtime for more dessert. I mean, that wasn't completely untrue (most of it was but it definitely wasn't a complete lie). Seonghwa was internally fighting his little side to not out himself to San right there and then, but on the outside he just looked like that little kid–frozen and a little scared. Praying that he was still in the clear, Seonghwa opened his mouth to speak and hopefully, would sound big enough to pass off as such.

"Hi, San" Seonghwa spoke roughly yet quietly, brushing past him to grab a cup from the cupboard.

San instantly stopped what he was doing, lifting his head from making breakfast and stared at Seonghwa in disbelief. From any possible reaction he could've gotten (with Seonghwa just blankly staring at him too), this was probably the one he least expected. Even on his bad days, Seonghwa would rarely, if ever, act this way–yea, sure on really bad days it got close to that but never that specific way, which didn't just confuse him but also concerned him a bit.

"Hyu-" San started.

Before San could get any full words out, Seonghwa lightly startled him by leaving the kitchen at a rather quickened pace, water glass clutched securely in both hands. He didn't glance up at San, or even acknowledge him in some way before he left, yet the mentally older knew this wasn't Seonghwa purposefully being mean to him.