pacifier ↠ yoonseok ✓

❣five❣

hoseok's heart hurt at what his crush thought of himself. he slowly picked up the little and held him in his arms.

the brunet sat down and let yoongi rest on his lap as he continued to shake and cry out all his frustration and worries.

he set the older down beside him before picking up yoongi's "destroyed" pacifier once more and quickly rushing to wash it.

he wiped it clean and grabbed a box of tissues, rushing back to his crying friend to hug him on his lap once more.

"yoonie? can you tilt your head up for me?"

the blond was calmer now, with tears silently rolling down his cheeks, eyes puffy, and nose runny.

hoseok lifted yoongi's chin and made him keep eye contact as he continued speaking, "yoonie, you aren't weird. it's okay. i'm the only one that knows, and i accept you since i love everything about you. please don't beat yourself up over this; it's fine. it isn't weird, and you aren't a freak. you're just min yoongi: an adult that sometimes slips into little space to relieve stress."

"b— but my parents said there was something wrong with me."

"no, yoongi. there isn't anything wrong with you; you're perfect. now, let me help clean you up, baby."

yoongi blushed at the name and let the taller wipe his eyes and nose for him gently, humming soothingly.

"i even fixed your pacifier." hoseok smiled as he gave the older his clean— not crushed— blue pacifier.

"da— seokkie, can i...?" yoongi timidly questioned.

"of course, i won't judge. i'm here for you."

yoongi gave another gummy smile and giggled slightly as he popped in his pacifier and closed his eyes.

he sighed contently as curled up into hoseok's arms and continued to suck on his pacifier.