Baby Blue [BTS] [Little Space]

Chapter 2

Jin stared at the two. His mind couldn't process it.

Yoongi was sitting in Namjoon's lap, pacifier in his mouth, stuffie in his arms and looking terrified.

As Seokjin opened his mouth to say something, Yoongi whimper, gripped Namjoon's shirt tighter and his his face in the crook of his neck.

Namjoon jumped straight into action, rubbing circles into Yoongi's back, whispering something to him, trying to comfort the, now, crying boy.

Jin quickly closed the door behind him, not wanting anyone to hear Yoongi's cries and walked slowly to the two.

He crouched on Namjoon's side, as the younger looked at him with eyes that were saying 'help'.

"Hey, Yoongs, look at me, look at hyung..." Yoongi peeked at him, still hiding though. "It's okay, little one, I already knew you were little, you're fine, come here.." he opened his arms.

Yoongi didn't waste any time and crawled into Seokjin's arms.

"Hyung? I'm still kinda confused on what's going on in here?" Namjoon watched Seokjin cuddle and comfort Yoongi.

"Yoongi is a little." Namjoon gave him a confused, but curious expression. "Littlespace is a head space, where an adult regresses into a mental state of a child or a toddler."

Yoongi yawned, his eyes falling shut, as Seokjin finished, humming in, he assumed, agreement. "Go to sleep, little prince, we're gonna be here when you'll wake up." Namjoon petted the little's back. Yoongi smiled as Seokjin started to humm a song and gently rocked them, and he was out like a light, in a deep, peaceful, dreamless sleep.

Namjoon closed the door with a louder thump than he intended, receiving a whispered "Shh! You'll wake him up!" from Seokjin, who was carrying a sleeping Yoongi.

"Hyung? Where were you?" Jimin was sitting with a dozing off Taehyung and sleeping Jungkook on the couch. His eyes widened and before Seokjin could stop him, he shot up. "Oh my God, did Yoongi-hyung pass out?! Shouldn't we take him to hospital!?! Oh God, please don't tell me he's dead!!" Jimin pleased pretty loudly.

Jin noticed Yoongi squirming on his back. He didn't want the little to wake up in front of the maknae line in littlespace. It was defiantly too much for big Yoongi that Seokjin and Namjoon now knew his secret. "Jimin-ah, could you leave shut up for a second!?" he harshly, yet still quietly scolded the younger. When Jimin calmed down, but was still stunned from the elders outburst, he continued in softer and quieter voice. "No, Yoongi-ah didn't pass out. He was just really tired and we just took him home after he fell asleep." What he said wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole story either. He just didn't mention the most important part of it. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put Yoongi to bed before he wakes up."

As he got to Yoongi's room, he stopped in front of his room, wondering, how can he open the door, when both of his arms are busy holding Yoongi on his back? He thought about opening the door with his legs, but that could make him fall, or jolting with Yoongi too much. He let out a frustrated sigh. For his luck, Namjoon looked behind the corner, wanting to go to his room, and opened and closed the door after them. The bed dipped, as Seokjin sat on it and let Yoongi softly fall on it. The younger had sweatpants and soft shirt on, so he didn't bother changing him.

Covers were laid over Yoongi, making him sigh with a smile and cuddle into them. But just a moment after Seokjin brushed his hair back and tried to quietly walk out of the room, Yoongi woke up, his mind hazy with sleep. "Jinnie~" he whined a little.

"What's up, bug? Why aren't you sleeping?" Jin asked, sitting on the bed, once again, brushing Yoongi's hair back, making him more sleepy. But something was missing.

"Paci?" he softly asked, dreamy eyes looking up at the elder.

"Do you have a paci in here?" the little nodded, his eyes closing for a few seconds. "And where?" he pointed at his closet with a mumble that sounded like "yellow".

A few digging later in the overflowing closet, Seokjin found a small yellow ducky bag for 5 year olds, that Jungkook got him for his birthday with the words "It suits your sweater, hyung.". After a little coo, Jin opened the bag, finding a pacifier with a blue duck and the word 'price' on it. He put the bag where he found it, took off the cover, and slipped it into Yoongi's mouth, receiving a satisfied humm and a sleeping little. He pecked the little's forehead, petted his head and quietly walked over to the door and closed it. He didn't like the idea of leaving sleeping little Yoongi alone, but that would be weirder to explain to the others. So Seokjin walked past Jungkook's and Jimin's room, opening his and Namjoon's room. The younger was sitting on Jin's bed, clearly waiting for him. When he heard the door closed, he looked up. "Jin-hyung, I... I don't know if this is the most suitable time to ask you but... I... Still... Don't.. Get it...? Like, I know, roughly, what littlespace is, bit I can't really wrap my head around it? Could I like... Ask you more about it?" he looked up at Seokjin.

The elder sat down at the headboard of his bed, making himself somewhat comfortable. "Sure I know that it must be a lot on you, since I like.. Explained in like a minute. You can ask me about anything and I'll try to answer you as much as I can." he smiled.

Namjoon cleared his throat and wiggled around a little. "So... What makes Yoongi a little? Like, why does he... regress?"

"Little's regress because a lot of things, but Yoongi does it because of stress and anxiety, I think? You know how anxious he gets before a comeback. For example, when Jungkook is stressed he goes to gym for God knows how long; Yoongi slips in a mindset of a responsibility free child."

"Oh... So like... What do you exactly mean 'slip'?"

"I don't really know how to explain it... It's like he doesn't have an entire control over it. He can slip when he wants to, but when he's really stressed or something he can't help it and slips? Does that make sense?"

"So... When I found Yoongi in littlespace in his studio, he slipped because he was hurt and couldn't help it?" the younger asked.

"What do you mean hurt? Did something happen?" Seokjin asked the younger, eyes and voice full of concern.

"Well, I don't know exactly what happened, but I found little Yoongi in a fallen chair, crying... He was okay though, I guess he was just spooked from the fall..?"

Silence fell upon the two. "I'm going to look at him, he can be hurt really badly and we don't even know." the two went together to Yoongi's room.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was peacefully cuddling a corner of his comforter. The two couldn't help but coo at the cute scene.

Seokjin checked his head, after Namjoon said he was holding it when he fell. Yoongi had a little bump there, but nothing serious.

Yoongi whined and pulled away from the hand that was touching the back of his head. Namjoon shushed him and rubbed his back, making him relax once again. Seokjin pecked the little's forehead, wanting to get up, but Yoongi grabbed his arm with a whine. He didn't want Seokjin to go. He didn't want him to leave him. To hate him.

The two chuckled at his behavior, oblivious to the thoughts in Yoongi's head. "Darling, if you want me to cuddle you, you can just ask." Seokjin kissed his head once more, laying down behind him, spooning the little. Namjoon cooed at the two, having the best view possible of Yoongi snuggling to Jin's arms with a soft smile. "Namjoon, don't be a third wheel and cuddle with us~. More people, more cuddles for everyone, more happiness." Seokjin smirked at the rapper. Namjoon just shrugged, laying down if front of Yoongi, snuggling up to them.

They were all asleep in matter of minutes.