Chapter 7
The two queued up in front of the billing counter, waiting for their turn while rechecking if they had everything that was needed.
Taehyung impatiently hopped about on his feet beside Jungkook waiting for the lady before them to finish with her two filled to the brim carts. Suddenly he froze as if reminded of something very important before his hand came up to lightly smack his own forehead. The blonde looked up at his caretaker with a small pout and gestured for him to bend down so that he could whisper in his ear. "Hyung, I need a paci!"
Jungkook turned to him with a frown and asked him what had happened with the previous one.
"I chewed it, it's broken..."
"It's a long line, baby, we'll buy it later." the older ruffled the younger's blonde hair, trying to pacify the stubborn boy but the Little remained unrelenting as if all his peace of mind depended on getting a pacifier in his mouth as soon as he could.
"you wait for me, Daddy, I'll get it." with that firm statement, the Little ran off towards the babies section, leaving the ravenette to gaze after him in exasperation.
Taehyung let his gaze dart from one displayed item to another looking for pacifiers, but only finding shelves of bottles and sippy cups and other baby products. Until finally he found a huge rack with overflowing pacifiers of different designs in a corner.
Thankfully there was no one in that section to question his actions as he rummaged through the hundreds of pacifiers, determined to find the best. Or so he thought.
As he contemplated between a glow in the dark pacifier and a multicolor pacifier, a middle aged man pressed up against his side, seemingly looking at an array of baby powder formulas just above the rack of pacifiers.
Taehyung stepped away from the man who simply appeared far too shabby and dirty to be in the babies section. It didn't help that strangers being all up in his personal space while he was in Little space effectively sent him into panic mode.
It could be one of the reasons the pacifiers that he was holding in his hands fell to the ground when the man stepped closer yet again and this time not just to press up against the scared boy but also to grope his behind with his dirty and much unwanted hands.
"What a pretty little thing you are." Taehyung jumped away as he smelt the man's sour breath near his face. The man's lips stretched into a awful smile with yellowing teeth as gazed down menacingly at the trembling younger in front him.
"G-get away!" Taehyung gritted his teeth, trying to put up a brave front while blood rushed to his brain, its thrumming loud and evident in his ears. He saw the man's two hands reach out to him, utterly repulsive.
"C'mere little kitten." He shrank back, suddenly much too suffocated, desperate whimpers falling from his lips, that he couldn't even hear himself over the loud humming in his head, the gradual taking over of his panic attacks.
His body felt heavy, as if all the energy had been sucked out him and even stepping back to run or stepping forward to kick the other seemed to be a Herculean task.
The man was now tightly gripping his arms, his thigh trying to wedge itself between Taehyung's legs. The Little tried to make sense of the thoughts shouting in his head about different ways he could save himself. And so he stilled, the man thinking that the younger had given up his little fight, relaxed his hold. A perfect opportunity which the blonde grabbed, pushing away from his hands, kicking his family jewels and taking off, not once looking back at the man that had crumbled down into a dirty heap on the floor.
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Pacifier •jjk.kth• [Discontinued]
أدب الهواةToy Store owner Jungkook offers to be Little Taehyung's full time caregiver, yet doesn't understand what Little Space is. Top!kook Bottom!Tae