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little!hybrid!taehyung (mental age 3-8)//caregiver!jimin

yo guys you tell me if the taehyung-shots are getting annoying and i'll try and stop. it's just that i have all of these written on paper and i just wrote whatever came to mind at the time, y'know?

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Taehyung had tried so hard not to go into little space that day, especially as he was having major cramps. It was all a part of being a kitty hybrid that Taehyung had learnt to deal with, but that didn't mean that they didn't hurt like a bitch.

And Taehyung was known to be very needy when he had cramps - even in big space(!) - so when he was in little space it was like the imaginary Eighth Deadly Sin of Need had grown arms, legs, little ears and an orange tail.

But because Jimin was out working all day, Taehyung couldn't receive the attention he oh-so desperately craved, and even though Jimin always told Taehyung to just call him if he needed anything, Taehyung didn't want to be bad and disturb his Daddy.

Letting out a cross between a growl and a whimper, Taehyung rolled over in the middle of the bed, bedsheets now a crumpled mess beneath him as a result of rolling around too much.

He heard the front door open and close from downstairs and Taehyung's orange ears perked upwards from his orange locks but soon flattened against his head when another cramp wave hit him full force.

"Kitten?" Jimin called out and Taehyung tried to reply to him but all that escaped his mouth was a small groan of pain, which Jimin heard as he was walking up the stairs. "Kitten?" He repeated, opening the door to the little's room to see him wallowing in pain in the centre of the bed.

Jimin let a small smile creep over his face as he sat down on the bed, pulling Taehyung up onto his lap and against his chest so Jimin could lean back against the headboard and wrap his arms around Taehyung's middle from behind.

And Taehyung didn't say anything, just purred as Jimin stroked that spot behind his ear that he liked.

"How's my kitten doing?" Jimin asked softly as Taehyung groaned softly under his touch.

"Hurting, Daddy," he answered with a pout and Jimin brushed Taehyung's hair from the nape of his neck so he could pepper kisses to his hairline.

"Tell Daddy where it hurts, kitten," Jimin whispered gently, and Taehyung lightly gripped onto Jimin's forefinger and pulled his hand over to his stomach, holding it there in place. "Here?"

Taehyung nodded and pulled his hand away from Jimin's, letting the older male work his magic against Taehyung's skin as he pulled the t-shirt up to the little's chest so he could have better access to his stomach, rubbing soothing circles into his soft tummy.

"You know, Daddy's very proud of you, baby boy," Jimin hummed in Taehyung's ear, kissing his neck lightly.

"Proud?" Taehyung asked quietly, and Jimin nodded against his shoulder. "Why proud?"

"Because six months ago, you wouldn't even get changed in the same room as Daddy!" Jimin exclaimed softly. "And now my little kitten is being so brave and telling Daddy where it hurts and letting him help his baby boy. So proud of you, Taehyungie."

"Daddy's taught me not to be embarrassed about my tummy," Taehyung replied coyly, and Jimin nodded with a smile.

"And why is that, little prince?" Jimin asked, continuing to rub Taehyung's stomach.

"Because every part of Daddy's kitten is beautiful," Taehyung answered with a small giggle.

"Good boy, Taehyungie," Jimin praised, kissing Taehyung's cheek as the younger male squirmed and giggled, smiling his signature boxy smile at the ticklish feeling against his face.

Taehyung's cramps soon began to die down as he relaxed back into Jimin's chest, shifting and squirming in front of him until he was practically laying on his stomach against Jimin's chest, head pressed to the soft skin just underneath the older male's shoulder.

"Comfortable, baby?" The silver-haired male chuckled, reaching behind Taehyung to wrap his arms around his waist.

Jimin noticed that, as Taehyung hummed happily, his light orange tail was wagging from side to side as he closed his eyes in bliss. The older male smirked as his fingers drummed soothingly against Taehyung's hip, inching towards the tail in between the boy's legs.

"Y'know, baby," he began. "I read somewhere that kitty hybrids really love having their tails pulled."

And Taehyung was about to argue, head immediately rising to look at Jimin's face in fear as the silver-haired male's hand found purchase wrapped around the fuzzy tail, causing a loud shriek to leave the younger's lips.

"D-Daddy, no, s-sTOP, i-iT TICkleS!" Taehyung tried to fight Jimin off, but it was extremely difficult when he was a writhing mess in Jimin's lap.

Jimin couldn't help but smile at the sight of his little so happy, and leaned down to silence the hybrid with a chaste kiss, finally letting go of his tail. Taehyung panted heavily, his face red as his teeth bared his signature box smile, wide and bright.

"Daddy loves his little kitten a lot," he leans down to nuzzle his nose in Taehyung's hair, inhaling the scent of cinnamon sugar that made Jimin wonder if the younger actually did incorporate such sugar into his hair washing regime.

"Kitten loves his little Daddy a lot too," Taehyung giggled, and Jimin playfully slapped his arm.

"Oi, Daddy isn't that short."

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my book of little rants is up btw; it's called 'boopedy doop' :)