The Bible of Yoonseok Littlespace VER

♡not a big boy♡

"okay, monkey, it's bedtime," yoongi announced patting hoseok's thigh, standing up from the couch.

"don't wanna," hoseok responded, putting his lavender crayon away before picking up a dark green.

"and why is that?" yoongi asked.

"not tired, daddy. hobi's a big boy now," hoseok answered simply, carefully (not really that carefully) filling in the grass in his coloring book.

yoongi picked up the horse stuffie from hoseok's lap, "well then, if you're a big boy i guess you don't need junior anymore."

the little bit his lip for a moment. he glanced back and forth between his daddy and junior before huffing and turning his attention back to his coloring page.

"y'know, big boys don't need help getting dressed in the morning. they don't need morning kisses or bedtime kisses. they don't need stuffies or bubble baths with their dinosaur toys and rubber duckies either," yoongi sighed in false disheartenment.

a small gasp left the little's mouth, but he quickly quieted himself. he pouted but stayed strong, crossing his arms over his chest gazing down at his drawing.

"now that i think about it, big boys don't need daddies to carry them around. they don't need cuddles or hugs, especially back-hugs," he smirked knowing those were hoseok's favorite.

"they don't need their hair brushed or shoes tied for them. they most definitely don't need daddies to make dinosaur nuggets or chocolate chip pancakes for them. they especially wouldn't want to eat such things in a highchair."

hoseok bit his lip hard, determined to stay up. he was a big boy and was going to prove that to his daddy.

yoongi feigned another dejected sigh, "alright then, i guess i'll just tuck junior in with me. big boys obviously don't share beds with their daddy, they sleep on their own."

yoongi turned on his heels and started down the hall. "three, two, one," he thought.

"wait! daddy!" hoseok squealed jumping up from the couch.

yoongi smirked and turned back around, "yes, hobi?"

the words barely left his mouth for hoseok had launched himself onto his caregiver, clinging to him tightly.

"i'm daddy's little boy! not big boy!"

"are you sure?" yoongi teased arms engulfing the little's body.

"yes, daddy! hobi wants cuddles and kissies and back-hugs and cakies and stuffies and bubble baths, and dino nuggies and-" hoseok rambled on.

"hush, little one," yoongi spoke with a slight chuckle, "you can have all of those things, baby boy."

"not a big boy," hoseok murmured again nuzzling his face into yoongi's neck.

"not a big boy," yoongi repeated carrying the little up the stairs towards their bedroom.