Little Kook~

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No one's POV

     "Oh so you're telling us, your a man child? Jungkook, you're fu*king 16!"

     "Ma, I'm a little, not a man ch-"

     "Isn't it the same damn thing? Your a fu*king pathetic disappointment. I dont even know why we adopted your dumb as*. First you come saying you have anxiety sh*t and then you say you're fu*king gay, and now your a man child!" She slaps Jungkook across the face multiple times. Jungkook came home from school, ready to tell his foster parents that he's little, hoping they would accept him, even though they never did. He always had just a little hope for things like this. He told them, but like everytime, they yell. This time, however, it was much much worse. This time they triggered his anxiety bad.

     "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? WE GIVE YOU DAMN SHELTER AND FOOD AND ALL YOU NEED TO SURVIVE AND YOU SAY YOUR B*TCH ASS HAS ANXIETY AND YOUR A MAN CHILD!" His 'father' screamed, hitting him across the face a couple more times.

    "Calm down, babe, Jeon Jungkook, we dont need you in our lives anymore. Go pack your sh*t and leave." Jungkook stared at her in shock.

    "W-what?"

     "Did you not fu*king hear me?" Jungkook began to feel light headed and his little side began to come out. His lip trembled and he ran to his room and closed the door. He grabbed his phone and called Jin.

     "Jungkook? How did it g-"

     "J-Jinnie..." Jin didnt need to hear anymore.

     "We're coming right now." He hung up and Jin and Namjoon, his boyfriend, quickly went to the car, on their way to Jungkooks house. Jungkook, on the other hand, went on his bare bed and sat on the edge of it and hugged his knees. He let his little side take over. He began to cry. His mother barged into the room and threw a suitcase at him, the handle hitting the side of his head then falling on the floor.

    "Me and my HUSBAND are going out. Your pathetic bratty as* better be out by the time we come back." She left, slamming the door. Jungkook sobbed. A couple minutes later, Jin and Namjoon barged into the house.

    "JUNGKOOK?" Jin entered Jungkook's room, seeing the state he's in.

     "E-eomma."

     "Aw, baby, come here." Jungkook got up and waddled over to Jin. Namjoon noticed his pants were wet, leaving him pissed(literally). Both Jin and Namjoon knew, even if Jungkook was in his little space, he would never, ever wet his pants unless he was terribly scared and that happened only once before. Anyways, Jin hugged Jungkook as he sobbed on Jin's shoulder.

     "Oh, baby, you're ok now, shhhhh." Jungkook calmed down a bit and Namjoon ruffled his hair.

     "Kook, you wet your pants... how bad were they?" Jungkook eyes watered up again as he looked at Namjoon.

    "I-I sowwy. I didnt mean it appa. I was s-scared."

    "We know you didnt baby, c'mon let's get you cleaned up and pack your boxes and get you out of the hell hole."

20 minutes later, all Jungkooks stuff were packed and he was quietly sleeping with his thumb in his mouth, on the couch. Jin picked him up and they headed to their house with his stuff.

~at Namjins house~

    "Joonie, what are we gonna do with Jungkook? He needs a  caregiver." Jin looked over at the little and stroked his hair.

    "Jimin, Yoongi, and Hoseok dont have room in their house, we dont really have much room..."

    "What about Tae?"

    "You know he doesn't want Tae to know, Namjoon."

    "But we have no choice..."

    "Let's just wait until we can figure out something."

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Hey bbs, so uh. I know I barely made the other taekook fanfic but I wanted to make another one so um. *shrugs* so yuh. this fanfic will include much fluff and some smut cuz it aint no fanfic with out smut *wInK wOnK* oh also... Besides some good ass vkook, there's also Namjin (duhh) and Yoonminseok, see I would have just done yoonmin butttttt we cant leave our boi Hobi all lonely like me irl

ANYGAY

plz. read. this. crap. thank yur. BYE MY PRECIOUS BBS