Little Kpoppers

Monsta X - requested part 1

Little Changkyun
Caregivers OT6

The thing about being a part of a famous Korean idol group was that there was almost never ending amounts of work.
One minute you'd be coming up with a choreography the next releasing the song then performing the dance then writing a new song the making the backing tracks then producing it then making a choreography, releasing, performing, interviews, writing, producing, editing, over and over again. Of course there was stress and sleep. But there was literally no time for other things, like a game, a chat, or in Changkyun's perspective, no time to be little.

Why did he have to be different.

Why did he have to develop a little space due to an over bearing scientist father that always expected more of him?!

Why did he have to be born with the capacity to become a little?!

Why him?!

Why not the random girl down the road who works as a barista?

Why not the secretary of a famous company that only worked part time because she was married to some rich girl?

Why not the YouTuber who celebrates differences?

Why him?

Him who was both an idol and a Korean. A Korean who lived in Korea where being gay wasn't excepted so how long would it be before both aspects of himself were?!!!

Why him.

Changkyun. The maknae of Monsta X. Two years younger than the original member.
The outcast. The No.Mercy freak add on to make the game more interesting.

Now you may be wondering how I got here... looking back on my life and announcing my failures.
Now I would say it started three days after I was born. And it probably did. But the mentioning of No.Mercy thing after all this time is because I've finally realised that the hyungs only pretended to like me! Right, the kind of -we work together so I'll pretend to like you- kind of thing, I don't know why it took me so long to realise but I do now.
I mean why else would they be screaming at me when I go into their studio to give them food for me to to "Get the fuck out" or completely ignoring my words in dance practise and yelling at me when I landed wrong and fell over because it really hurt (it still does).
Or the "why can't you just get it done right, for god sake gore such a waste of time." Or the "if you can't rap today, don't. Period" or the "I don't need your help I need you gone". Or the "fuck off" or the "no I don't need your face right now" or the go back to the dorms no one needs you here"

It's because they still hate me.

They hate me. And I was seriously thinking about asking them to be my caregivers and telling them about my little space.
I can't believe I could ever have considered that now.

Turning over into the seal plush toy a fan had given him last come back. I let my quiet sobs turn to wails knowing no one was in the dorm, and if they were.. who would care to check on him?