little! dowoon
caregivers! day6
dowoon loves them drums, whether in big or little space. even in baby space you can find the little boy attempting to chew on the drum sticks.
most littles had stuffies, or pacies or blankies that they would carry around for the feeling of protection. but dowoon has his drum sticks.
but, wooden sticks can easily become weapons in times of tantrums.
like right now.
"no no no! i no wanna! i won't i won't i won't." dowoon screamed, sitting in his high chair crying while wonpil attempted to feed him his greens.
"baby please, just take a bite, you need it." jae attempted to reason with the fussy little. but to no avail, dowoon screamed louder and flung his arms around.
in midst of the tantrum, the rest of the members gathered around the table in hopes to calm the little down.
but it was to late, woonie threw the first drum stick as hard as he could, ultimately hitting brian on the head. not realizing what he did, he continued flailing his arms and hit wonpil's head with the stick, the same way he plays drums.
it wasn't until sungjin harshly grabbed both of the little's arms, that he opened his eyes to see the chaos that he created.
sitting on the floor, jae sat with brian and wonpil with ice packs on there heads, checking for any serious injuries that the strong little could have inflicted with his drum sticks.
the sight of two of his caregivers in pain that he caused, one of his caregivers deeply worried and frightened and his last caregiver mad and desperate, made the little calm down from his angry high and feel an incredibly large amount of sadness.
"yoon dowoon. you will sit in the corner, reflect on your actions, and right two fifty line pages to young k and wonpil apologizing for what you have done. and you will have no tv or drum sticks for two weeks. go!" sungjin, said to the little, fuming.
he let go of the little's arms, picked him up and out of his high chair and placed him on the ground, joining jae in checking on their members.
a regretful and sad dowoon made his way to the timeout corner and opened his punishment notebook. filling the pages with apologies and tear stains, he hadn't meant to hurt them, and the fact that he did was eating him up.
after about an hour, dowoon stood up from the corner and walked back to the living room, where jae was softly playing the guitar for wonpil and young k and sungjin read quietly.
as the little walked in all head turned to look at the teary eyed and tear stained boy. he made his way to the couch where wonpil and young k sat and gave them each their apology letters, that were soaked in tears.
"d-dowoonie is so so so sowi. dowoonie didn't mean to hurt wonpilie and bribri. i-i s-so sowi!" the boy broke down into tears. after passing wonpil his papers, to place on the table, brian picked up the crying little.
"sweetie, please don't cry. we forgive you, as long as you don't do it again." he whispered to the now sniffling little.
"weally?" the little questioned. "of course baby." wonpil responded, patting the little's head and kissing his cheek.
moving off of brian's lap, dowoon slowly walked to jae and apologized for making him worry and walked up to sungjin and apologized for making him mad.
they all forgave their adorable little and each gave him a kiss before putting the exhausted little to bed.
