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little!jimin (mental age 0-4)//caregiver!jungkook

lmao i was going to call this 'accident' but i already have a vhope chapter with that name :')

also, special thanks to sleepy-min for helping me decide jimin should be the little in this chapter. love ya :)

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Jungkook's lap was Jimin's favourite place in the world to be - period.

He always loved how warm his lap was, and how comfortable his thighs were to sit on whether he was wearing tight jeans or sweatpants.

Jimin also felt safe in Jungkook's lap, knowing that Jungkook was right behind him ready to protect him from the dangers of the world, and his heartbeat was enough to relax Jimin even on the worst of days.

When Jungkook wrapped his strong arms around Jimin's waist or shoulders, it always made the boy feel so small and protected. He loved it.

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Sundays were by far Jungkook and Jimin's favourite day.

Both of them didn't work on Sundays so they had the day to themselves to do whatever they pleased, and this was when Jimin normally let himself slip and be babied by Jungkook.

Wrapped up in Jungkook's arms on the couch with a sippy cup in his hands and dummy in his mouth, Jimin was quite content watching cartoons in the comfortable silence while Jungkook stroked his hair and kissed his forehead and temples.

Jimin hadn't spoken much that day which was perfectly ok with Jungkook, as his baby boy was just as cute without words as he was with words. He didn't suspect much until he felt something wet and warm soak through his sweats, and that was when he heard Jimin start to cry on top of him.

Looking down at his lap, Jungkook saw what could only be perceived as urine staining his grey sweatpants, and he immediately began to rub Jimin's back.

"Shh, baby, it's ok," he reassured Jimin, standing up from the couch and picking Jimin up to hold him against his hip. "Daddy's not angry, sweetheart, accidents happen."

But Jimin wouldn't stop crying, and Jungkook really did feel bad for his little boy.

Sitting him down on the lid of the toilet, Jungkook disappeared for a second to strip down from his sweats in the bedroom and grab a new pair before returning to the bathroom in his boxers and t-shirt.

"Baby boy, stop crying for Daddy, ok? Dadd will change you and then we can cuddle up on the couch again, ok love?" He suggested softly, kneeling down in front of Jimin who was now beginning to sniffle lightly before he nodded. "Good boy. Stand up for me, Jiminie."

Jimin did as he was told and stood up, holding onto Jungkook's shoulder's as he let his boyfriend and caregiver strip him of his shorts and boxers, cleaning him up a little bit with some baby wipes before heading over to the cupboard under the sink to pull out a packet of nappies.

"Daddy's prepared for something like this, angel," Jungkook said, unwrapping a nappy from the packet and showing it to Jimin. "See? It's perfectly fine, baby boy."

Jimin let Jungkook pull the nappy up over his milky thighs and strap it up, the younger male standing upright when he was done and pecking Jimin on the forehead.

"Better, bub?" Jungkook asked, and Jimin nodded timidly. "No need to be shy or ashamed baby, these things happen."

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i was reading omorashi stuff on ao3 (cus i'm nasty) and this came to mind don't even--