Taekook Oneshots

Missing Notebook

•Fluff•
Jungkook: Little, ages 2-5
Taehyung: Caregiver, boyfriend

(Might be short or long. Just be prepared)

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Jungkook searches around frantically for his notebook. He had checked bag way more than 3 times and around the house. He felt himself slipping due to the stress. He figured he needed it and slipped, his regression age being 4.

He started crying.

"Daddy!" He yelled for Taehyung who was in the kitchen making dinner at the time. He came rushing out with worry on his face.

"What's wrong, bub? How old are you?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook held up a four with his hand and explained what had gone down.

"I wan'ed to do my wowk fow maf fow big school an' I can' find my note book fow it." He said while tears were running down his face.

"It's ok, Kookie. We'll find it," Taehyung said while looking up, "I just wish you didn't make a mess while looking for it, hon,"

"I's ish sowwy daddy Kookie twied not to,"

"It's ok. Let's keep looking, yeah?" Taehyung said. Jungkook nodded and went off to look near the couch.

After a good few minutes of searching all around the house more than once, Taehyung sighed.

"I don't think it's here, bub," Taehyung said sadly. Jungkook's eyes welled up with tears. His anxiety was getting the best of him. His chest got tighter. Taehyung knew what to do immediately. He had seen this before.

"Hey, hey," He spoke softly. He cupped the sides of Jungkook's face looked him in the eyes.

"Smell the roses," Taehyung said while inhaling through his nose. Jungkook did the same.

"Now blow out the candles," He said while exhaling through his mouth.

"Good job, hon! Just do that with me until you feel like you're calming down, ok?" Jungkook nodded. He breathed with Taehyung a few more times before letting go of the front of Taehyung's shirt he had instinctively held onto when he first started feeling like he couldn't breathe normally.

Jungkook finally spoke.

"I jus' tink da teachew wiww be mad at me an' I don' wan' dat," Jungkook said, slipping a little deeper into littlespace.

"If the teacher gets mad and yells at you, you tell me, ok? No one's allowed to hurt my prince," Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled a little bit.

"Tenk chu, daddy," Jungkook said, sounding a little bit more illiterate than the last time.

"How old are you, baby?" Taehyung questioned. Jungkook held up a 3 this time. Taehyung smiled.

"Do you want your onesie and paci, hon?" Jungkook nodded eagerly. Taehyung dressed him in a onesie and slipped his pastel yellow pacifier into his mouth. Jungkook giggled and hugged Taehyung, a habit he did in littlespace whenever he was really happy. Taehyung picked him up and set him on his hip.

"How about some Dino nuggies for dinner, hm?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded eagerly again and squealed, kicking his feet.

Taehyung carried him downstairs and sat him in his chair. He made the nuggets and set 5 on Jungkook's plate. He had always eaten less when he was in littlespace and babyspace.

Jungkook laughed loudly and made noises with the food as he ran the T-Rex across his plate and made it jump on the stegosaurus.

As much as he hated to break up the fun Jungkook was having, Taehyung had to remind him that we didn't play with our food, we ate it.

Jungkook didn't take it to heart and just nodded, giggling endlessly. Taehyung smiled fondly at the boy next to him eating his food. He loved him with all his heart.

After dinner was over and every chicken nugget on Jungkook's plate was eaten, Taehyung washed the dishes and sat both himself and Jungkook on the couch. Jungkook squealed a little bit when Taehyung pulled out Toy Story 2. It was only 6 and Jungkook's bedtime while in littlespace was at 9:30. They both snuggled up against each other and watched the movie.

Half way through, Jungkook's head kept on dropping. Taehyung pouted slightly at the thought of the little being so stressed over his notebook.

"You tired, baby?" Taehyung asked softly. Jungkook nodded. Taehyung turned off the TV and carried the tired boy upstairs and into the shared bedroom. Jungkook had his own room, but Taehyung knew he would probably wake up in the middle of the night crying if he put him in there.

He carefully placed Jungkook on the bed and put the blankets over him. He grabbed his paci that had fallen out of his mouth and set it on the nightstand. He pecked his lips and pet his head one last time before standing up.

"I love you, hon,"

"I wub chu too daddy,"