( Yoongi's POV )
I didn't tell them.
Nor did they have a clue on what I was.
My name is Min Yoongi and I am a little.
Little space is a mindset in which an adult relaxes into a state of carefree, responsibility-free safety. That is what I do when I am alone. Basically when I am at the studio by myself. I wasn't the only little although. The second little was our own Golden Maknae. Oh, how jealous I could get. I felt jealous on a daily basis because Jeongguk was carefree little and everyone accepted him just because he was young.
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( No POV )"Ggukie! Look over here baby!" Taehyung cooed to the little Jeongguk, trying to get his attention for a picture.
The little boy giggled and ignore the singer completely, paying attention to the blocks in his hands.
"Ggukie! Look over here and appa will give you a cookie~!" Jin bribed, hoping that it would work.
And work it did, the little looked up, his eyes wide in anticipation.
"Ggukie want cookie, appa!" Jeongguk giggled out, reaching his hands out.
"Not just yet baby, you have to smile veryy big for the camera!" Jin told him.
The little whined but did as told, he smiled brightly, showing off his bunny teeth and attempted to make hearts with his fingers.
"I could do better..." Yoongi mumbled, nobody hearing him.
Yoongi stood up and grabbed his stuff from his bedroom, getting ready to head to the studio.
"Hyung, I'm heading to the studio for a bit." Yoongi spoke to Jin, who apparently didn't hear him as he just waved him off without saying a word.
Yoongi fumed and walked out, making sure to slam the door on the way out, making them more than likely jump at the loud noise and wincing as he heard Jeongguk's ear piercing cries. It was around 46° today and Yoongi felt dumb because he had forgotten his large jacket so he was stuck with some flimsy windbreaker...
As he arrived at the studio he felt numb and tired. He shouldn't feel tired, it was probably because of the cold. Yoongi headed over to the heater and put it on full blast, sighing as the warmth hit his body immediately and began to warm up quickly...
As the hours began to pass by, 1 hour became 3, 3 hours became 6, 6 hours became 12 and so on, he was so focused, he didn't even noticed that it was already 2:00 in the morning.
He whined softly, rubbing his eyes. He slowly felt himself slipping due to exhaustion. He shut down his computer for the meantime and walked over to his box he hid in the studio room. Reaching into the box he grabbed out a blue pacifier and a BT21 plushie. A squeal left his mouth as he hugged the plushie, completely slipping into little space. He put the pacifier into his mouth and felt himself falling asleep. Before he could fall asleep and fall onto the floor, he curled up on the couch and covered himself in the small couch blanket, shivering slightly. The little yawned and slowly fell asleep.
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( Jin's POV )
I felt worried. It's been hours since we had last seen Yoongi. Jeongguk had been whining non-stop, whining out Yoongi's name. I felt bad for the little, missing his other caregiver.
"Joon, you should go get Yoongi. I'm getting worried." I told the rapper, as I hugged him gently, resting my head against his firm chest.
It'd been a year since Namjoon and I had gotten together. It had happened over a game of truth or dare where he confessed his love for me.
"Alright, I'll go get him. You stay warm, okay?" Namjoon replied, kissing the top of my head gently as he began to walk out.
I heard the door shut, indicating he had just left. I had a peaceful moment of silence until a certain voice interrupted it.
"Appa!"
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( No POV )
As Namjoon walked to Yoongi's studio, he noticed how cold it was. He was concerned for the health of the elder. He eventually made it to the studio, unlocking it with his spare key.
"Hyung?" Namjoon spoke, looking around for the elder.
That's when he spotted a small frame on the couch, curled up and visibly shivering. That's when his caregiver instincts kicked in, which was unusual for him.
"Yoongi? Hyung wake up." Namjoon spoke, shaking the smaller frame when he heard a small voice.
"Yoonie no want to wake up... Yoonie sleepy..." Yoongi whined, making Namjoon feel very confused.
As he kept shaking the male, he eventually sat up with alarm clear in his eyes, what seemed to be a pacifier dropped out of his mouth.
"N - Namjoon - I - I can explain!" Yoongi hurriedly spoke, hiding a plushie and the pacifier under the small blanket.
"Explain then." Namjoon spoke, looking straight into Yoongi's eyes.
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( Yoongi's POV )
As I began to finish speaking, I felt myself slipping once more due to shame and embarrassment. I felt tears brimming my eyes as I slipped and a small whimper left my mouth. I saw Namjoon's eyes widened before he embraced me in a hug which shocked me.
"You're okay, Yoongi. Appa is here." Namjoon spoke into my ear, his words comforting and gentle.
I felt cries rising in my throat but I held to down and they reduced to small whimpers.
"Appa, Yoonie sleepy and hungwy..." I hiccuped out.
Namjoon nodded and lifted me up, placing me on his hip. I rested my head on his should and never felt so comfortable in my life. I was soon out like a light, snoring softly.
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( Namjoon's POV )
As I walked home, I felt Yoongi become slightly heavier, indicating that he had fallen asleep. His soft snores indicated that too. I made my way to the dorm, holding the little in one arm as I unlocked it with my key. I walked in and shut the door with my foot and the people in the living room looked over to me.
"Yoongi - Hyung!" They exclaimed as I covered Yoongi's ears, shushing them.
They tilted their heads and I sighed, going to put Yoongi down before I explained everything.
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( No POV )
Jimin, Taehyung, and Hoseok looked to Namjoon in shock. His words slowly sinking in.
"Yoongi - Hyung..." they began.
"Is a Little?!"
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FanfictionA Little Min Yoongi Story ( Littlespace is a mindset in which an adult relaxes into a state of carefree, responsibility-free safety. It may be a developed time in which an adult relives childhood memories, scenarios, or desires that were unachievabl...