• ship
- wonwoo, jun, minghao
jun was sitting next to minghao in the living room while watching cartoons with him. he always wondered why he had suddenly grown attached to the bright shapes on the screen, and why his writing had gotten sloppier when he was stressed about comeback.
then jun realised, doesnt minghao do that all the time? he glanced at minghao, who was munching on some smashed bananas. he stood abruptly from his seat on the couch. i gotta tell wonwoo!
jun scrambled from the living room and jogged to wonwoos room. he stopped at the blue door of his boyfriends room, opening it quietly. "babe i-"
"jun i cant talk right now. can you go watch minghao or something?" wonwoo was massaging his temples as he listened to seungcheol and jihoon discuss matters about their companys ceo rushing their comeback through the three way call. being one of the six (actually, five because jun was now a switch) full time caregivers, seungcheol, jihoon, and wonwoo oftenly had talks about the groups finances, schedules, and at the moment, comebacks.
wonwoo had been sitting at his desk, planning out their busy schedule, for their comeback was set two weeks from now. juns smile faltered. "i just wanted to say-"
"jun, leave. now." wonwoo looked up from his papers to glare at jun. juns eyes widened as they glistened with oncoming tears. even seungcheol and jihoon were quiet on their side of the call. jun stumbled backwards before shutting the door to his boyfriends room.
wonwoo sighed. "you guys can keeping talking."
"that was harsh, wonwoo." jihoon tsked.
"you should go apologize." wonwoo could sense seungcheols pout through the screen.
"hell be fine." wonwoo clicked his pen. "its not like hes a little anyway."
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jun was surprised that he was able to reach the living room before he collasped into tears. wonu no like junnie... he hiccupped, catching the other littles attention.
"baba?" minghao, whos age ranged from zero to four, crawled over to his caregiver. jun continued to sob his eyes out, rubbing them every so often. minghao scratched his cheek in confusion while looking at his caregiver. "why baba cry?" jun couldnt understand the words minghao was saying to him, he had regressed to baby space.
when minghao was met with more sobbing, he took his plate of smashed bananas and handed them to jun. "baba wan nana?" the switch looked at the offered food, his hand hesitantly picking at the bananas. minghao, glad jun had stopped crying, quickly grew bored. a buzz from juns phone, which had fallen from his pocket, made minghaos head turn.
baba use this! minghao copied the movements his caregivers usually did with their phones, swiping at the screen. he accidently clicked on the contacts app. he was about to click out of it when he saw his dadas name, wonwoo.
dada! he clicked on the name without hesitation, waiting for wonwoo to answer.
wonwoo sighed as he saw juns name pop up on his screen. "hey, juns calling me. ill send you the schedule in twenty." murmurs of goodbyes came from the end of the receiver before wonwoo hung up. "what do you need, jun."
"dada?" wonwoo was shocked when he heard minghaos voice come from his phone.
"baby? why are you calling from juns phone?"
minghao glanced back at jun, who was eating the smashed bananas with his hands, the food getting all over his tearstained cheeks and clothes.
"i dun know. baba bein' weeeiiirrrd." wonwoo stood from his desk and made his way to his bedroom door. "baba cry too." that made wonwoo pick up his pace. i need to get these soundproof walls removed.
"what else happened, baby?" wonwoo was jogging to the living room by now. why do we have such a huge house?!
"ummm..." minghao sucked on his fingers in place of his pacifier. "baba eat nana now! no more cry!" minghao cheered. wonwoo felt a small sense of relief but was now met with confusion. why is jun eating smashed bananas? why was he crying?
when wonwoo reached the living room, he was met with a little minghao clinging to his waist, and a little jun sitting on the living room floor, the leftover banana lying everywhere. "hey baby." wonwoo kissed the top of minghaos head, earning a giggle. "jun?" wonwoo let go of minghao to crouch next to jun, who looked away from him and continued to eat his smashed bananas.
"can you hear me?" wonwoo softly directed juns head towards him. jun gurgled before smiling. wonwoo blinked, bewildered. jun gurgled. hes a switch? wonwoo thought back to when he rudely told jun to leave his room. he had been trying to get wonwoos attention to tell him something, but wonwoo didnt listen, which made jun cry and slip into... baby space?
"im so sorry, baby." wonwoo brought juns face to his chest, bananas cheeks and all. "i didnt mean to hurt you like that." jun whined into wonwoos soft sweater. wonwoo kissed the top of one of his boyfriends head, smiling when jun giggled.
"is baba ok yet? is he? is he?" minghao jumped onto wonwoos back, making the older rock forward with a laugh.
"baba is fine, baby."
guess i have two littles now...
