hi
m not dead
i had this in my drafts for ages
pls dnt kill me thx-
jinyoung stirred as he slept on the couch, body shivering from the cold draft coming in from the opened windows. he couldn't decipher the exact time, but he could tell it was early morning by the beams of light streaming into the room.
after some more restless shifting, his eyes fluttered open. he tried to check if anyone was still inside the dorms, but not a word came out. instead, he babbled, sitting up in shock as he immediately knew that he'd slipped into his head space.
minhyun walked into the living room when he heard jinyoung's voice, greeting him with a smile. "ah, so you're awake. are you hungry, jinyoung?"
too frightened to say anything, the younger boy helplessly looked down at the ground, a pout already on his lips as he twiddled with his fingers.
minhyun furrowed his brows in concern, taking a seat besides the fidgeting younger.
"jinyoung-ah? you alright?" he tried to put his arm around jinyoung, but he flinched as soon as minhyun made contact.
"baby?"
eyes still fixated on the ground, jinyoung gathered a bit of courage to murmur out softly, "m-minnie hy- hyung..."
the younger boy winced. it was clear that minhyun now knew he was in his headspace, but he had never become little around him before - and it absolutely terrified him.
on the other hand, minhyun had tons of experience with being a sort of caregiver figure.
"is that my baby boy? do you want hyung to fix you up a snack? i know how much you love strawberries," minhyun slowly placed his hand onto the small of jinyoung's back, rubbing it in circles.
jinyoung gave him a weak nod, mumbling 'yes please.'
minhyun came back to where jinyoung was sitting after a few moments, a plate of cut-up strawberries in one hand and a milk box in the other.
"do you wanna sit on my lap, jinyoungie?"
jinyoung nodded eagerly, arms lifting out from underneath his blanket to make grabby hands at the older.
minhyun's expression softened at the sight in front of him. so goddamn cute.
minhyun set down his food on the coffee table before gently lifting jinyoung up, sitting him down on his lap. the boy made himself comfortable, squirming around until he found a position that suited him.
jinyoung's arms were latched around minhyun's neck, lazily hanging off as his face was buried into the crook of his neck. he whined softly when minhyun attempted to lift his head up, resorting to the older simply rubbing the small of his back.
"do you want hyung to feed you instead?" he whispered, already leaning to the side to get a piece of fruit for jinyoung.
jinyoung parted his mouth open in response, lifting his head back up to take a bite. his face immediately lit up as he continued to munch on the strawberry.
"such a sweet baby."
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