His baby boy | Taegi

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After dinner they both went home, Yoongi wanting to go into little space from how sleepy he was. He wanted to cuddle up with his stuffier in a cute onesie and sleep for days but, obviously he couldn't do that. "I'm gonna take a nap..." Yoongi says quietly, yawning and rubbing his eyes, "You sleep a lot it's only 6 you woke up at like 12..." He says turning on the tv. The older shrugs his shoulder, "when I'm not working I'm sleeping so..." Taehyung smiled at him before turning back to the tv. Yoongi quickly slipped on a fluffy onesie once in the safety of his room, double checking to make sure its locked. He quickly opened his closet, pulling out a big plastic box filled with coloring books, toys, stuffed animals, and a strange amount of crayons. He pulled out on of the coloring books, totally forgetting he wanted to take a nap. He dumped a whole bunch of crayons on the floor, most of them the same color because he tends to steal the crayons you get with kids menus at restaurants. Now completely little he is just a 3 year old child, he completely forgot there was another person living with him. He grabbed two random stuffed animals and a handful of crayons, his coloring book under his armpit. (Honestly I am just making stuff up as a go It is super cringe worthy) He sat in the living room, talking to himself as he colored random pictures.
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I got bored so I went to my room to try and organize it more because honestly I just dumped all my boxes out and worked from there. I stopped when I heard a voice coming from the living room. 'I thought Yoongi went to sleep.' I whisper to myself, leaving my room. I peek over the couch seeing the older on the floor coloring a cat green mixed with purple or something. I stay there for a little bit just staring. It was the second time I've seen little Yoongi, maybe this time I can actually talk to him instead of having him sleep on top of me. I walk over to him, he looks up at me smiling, "Hi!" He chirps, waving his hand. "Hi." I say back sitting down in front of him. "What's that?" I say pointing to the picture. "A kitty cat." He says, "He's a magic one look at all the colors!" He says holding up his book. I smile at him, secretly melting from the cuteness. "Want one?" He ask. "Sure." I say back, he hands me the coloring book, "Pick one." He says smiling. I search through the book, picking a giraffe that was colored with like 50 different colored crayons. He rips the page out carefully and gives to me. "Thank you." I say placing it down on the couch next to me. He jumps up and runs to his room, coming back out with another stuffed animal and coloring book. "I've never used this one." He hands it to me  along with the animal. I looked confused at him, "it's yours!" He says sitting back down a shoving some crayons closer to me, "the stuffy is your to." I awe at him whispering another small 'thank you' before starting to color. I didn't really want to color but I didn't want to upset the older. "You color so nice." He says looking at my picture. I nod, smiling at him. It was silent for a while, the only noise being the crayons rubbing against the rough paper. I started to get a little bored trying to think of something else for us to do, "Wanna watch a movie?" I ask him, he looks over to me nodding quickly. I stand up searching for a movie, Yoongi went to his room to get something. He stand up after finding one. He locked the door to his bedroom, I shrug it off finding some chips in the cabinet. Yoongi opens his room door again, he was now wearing a baby blue onesie. "Why'd you change?" I ask, "I like to be comfortable when I watch a movie I fall asleep wearing stuff that isn't comfy and it's really uncomfortable." I didn't understand anything he said, he was to quiet but I nodded anyways. I put on the movie and return to the couch, placing a bowl of chips between us. Yoongi was snuggling his two animals he had brought out with him. He gave me a small beige dog that didn't have any eyes. I placed it next to me, mainly focusing on the movie. It was a children's movie and I had no interest in it once so ever. Yoongi was enjoying it though, giggling at every weird joke that makes no sense to me. By the end of the movie he was struggling to keep his eyes open. I turned off the tv, making him look at me. "The amount of times you almost fell of the couch because you fell asleep is scary let's just get you to bed." I say. He nods and stands up, taking my sleeve. I take him to his bed and tuck him in. "Goodnight." I say, "Goodnight Tae." He says as I leave his room.
I didn't know what to write I don't really think I can continue this ff it's only the 4th chapter and it took me so long to come up with something.