He's A Little| Yugbam

chapter 3

Mark turns off his car as he finishes parking. He turns off his car, and gets out of it, closing the door behind him and locking the car. He starts walking toward the university and looking for the office.

"Um...excuse me, do you know where the office is?" he asks a brown-haired female.

She raises an eyebrow but smiles kindly at Mark. "Yeah, it's over there." She points toward the office.

Mark smiles and bows. "Okay. Thank you."

The brunette nods before she continues walking. Mark walks toward the office and inside the said place, smiling at the secretary.

"Hi, how may I help you?" she asks.

"Hi," Mark greets. "I'm one of the guardians of Kim Yugyeom, and I was wondering who his roommate is?" 

"Kim Yugyeom's roommate is Kunpimook Bhuwakul, or Bambam as he likes to be called," the receptionist says.

"May I talk to him?" Mark asks hopefully.

The receptionist nods, grabbing the speaker. "May Bambam come to the office, please?"

A few minutes later, a raven-haired male dressed in a white t-shirt, white ripped jeans, and a blue denim jacket walks in, walking toward the secretary.

"Yes?" he says, raising an eyebrow.

"Bambam, this male right here is one of the guardians of your roommate, Kim Yugyeom," the secretary says.

Bambam raises an eyebrow but smiles slightly at the brunette. "Hi. I'm Bambam."

Mark smiles back. "Nice to meet you, Bambam. I'm Mark, one of Yugyeom's friends and guardians."

The two shake hands, and Mark turns toward the secretary, thanking her for sending Bambam. The secretary nods and goes back to what she was doing.

"Why did you call me?" Bambam questions as he and Mark walk outside.

"I came here to talk about Yugyeom," he says, leading Bambam toward a nearby café.

Bambam knits his eyebrows, tilting his head in confusion. "What about Yugyeom?"

Mark sighs, but before he can answer, a waiter comes to take their order. Mark orders a s'mores mocha, and Bambam orders a lavender white chocolate mocha. 

"Before I start telling you about Yugyeom, is Yugyeom a bother?" Mark asks.

"No," Bambam replies, confused. "He's actually really nice."

Mark smiles. "Of course." His smile falls, turning into a glare. "You haven't hurt him, right?"

"What?!" Bambam almost chokes on his own spit. "No! Why would I do that?" 

The waiter then comes back, putting down their drinks. The two thank him, and Mark takes a sip of his drink.

"Good," he says. "Okay, look, the reason I called you was because...I need to talk to you about a 'problem'—it's not really a problem though—Yugyeom has." 

Bambam nods, taking a sip of mocha, waiting for Mark to continue.

"Do you know what littles are?" he questions, raising an eyebrow.

"Um...yeah, I think so," Bambam answers after thinking for a bit. "They're grown adults that act like babies, right?" 

"Yeah," Mark says. "Well...Yugyeom's one of them." 

Bambam's eyes widen. "Really?! He doesn't seem to be a little."

"That's because he's not in littlespace right now," Mark says. "Last time he was in littlespace was two years ago, and he had his own caregiver. I won't give any more details because that's not my stuff to tell, but ever since, Yugyeom barely turns into a little."