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four days » hyung line

little! chan
caregiver! minho
caregiver! changbin

this is trash and long(so sorry) and i'm sorry but i am soft for chan being so small he can't talk in little space

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"Finally!"

If Chan had the strength to stand up and dance, he most certainly would because he had finally finished all of his rough drafts for possible songs in their future comebacks. And it had only taken him four endless days of hard work.

Four. Whole. Days.

Chan was exhausted. His hand hurt from the constant writing and his eyes stung from the blue light of the computer screen that he rarely took his eyes off of. His body ached from falling asleep on his computer desk and from the uncomfortable couch that he had took a 'nap' on sometimes. Not to mention the raging headache and stomach ache he was suffering from due to lack of nutrition.

He needed a break and some time to de-stress. He needed someone— no, he needed his caregivers to hold him and tell him that he was proud of Chan's work. He needed kisses and food. Chan needed to regress and he needed his daddies.

A small whimper escaped the blonde as he realized he would have to wait just a tad longer to slip. As desperate as he was to let comfort of his headspace flood his mind, he knew it was dangerous for him to slip alone.

Packing up all his belongings, Chan made his way back to the dorm after his four long days of constant work. His legs felt heavy as he walked and the closer he got to the the dorm, the more he felt the urge to just let go and collapse.

When Chan entered the dorm it was silent and empty. He fought the urge to pout, figuring they had all left to get something to eat. The leader contemplated texting one of his members to bring him back something to eat but decided not to. They probably already purchased him something and were planning on bringing it home for him to eat like he always did when a member was missing for dinner outings.

Chan showered, relishing in the way the hot water seemed to soothe his achy muscles and when he got out, he dressed in his comfiest pajama pants and one of Changbin's sweatshirts. Not that he would ever admit it anyone aloud, but Chan absolutely loved the way Changbin and always found comfort in the scent of the slightly younger.

After about a half hour of watching silly videos on his phone, Chan heard the front door open and immediately perked up from his spot on his bed. Smiling widely, he walked to the living room to greet the members of his team.

Changbin had entered first, sporting a smile that almost immediately faded at the sight of Chan. If Chan wasn't mistaken, that was a clear sign that he had pissed the younger off in some way and the leader's stomach dropped as Changbin proceeded to walk into the house and in Chan's general direction.

Chan took a deep breath. "Binnie, I'm—" Changbin walked right past Chan and into the room he shared with Felix. The blonde's eyebrows furrowed in confusion and pain as he turned around to stare at the fleeting back of one of his caregivers.

"Channie hyung! I've missed you!"

Chan barely had time to turn around and brace himself for Jeongin's hug, wrapping his arms around the youngest's waist with a smile that he wished wasn't so forced.

The rest of the members joined their hug, save for Minho, who waited for the younger members to head into their rooms before turning their attention on Chan.

"Is Changbin mad at me?" Chan asked after a few minutes from his spot leaning against the wall, his voice small and eyes cast downward.

"Did you really expect him not to be?" Minho asked in return, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I didn't think—"

"And that was your first mistake, Chan. You acted without thinking about how your actions would impact the rest of us. That was selfish of you, captain."

Chan's head was spinning. Selfish? Chan wasn't trying to be selfish. He only ever wants what's best for everyone else.

"I—"

"We were so worried, hyung. You were gone for so long and you weren't taking care of yourself. The studio was locked so we couldn't bring you any food and you hadn't responded to anyone's text messages. 'Innie had trouble sleeping, thinking you were going to die in there." Minho added softly.

Chan opened his mouth but words couldn't come out. His voice was gone, lost in the clouds that were forming in his head. He hadn't wanted to slip until he felt comfortable, but he couldn't stop his much needed stress reliever now that more stress had been added to his preexisting stress. Chan slid down the wall, eyes filling with tears.

Minho noticed first, sending Seungmin to fetch Changbin while he made his way to Chan. He pulled the older up and into his chest, running his hair through the little's curls.

"I'm not mad at you, baby. Neither is Changbin. We're just worried about you." Chan nodded against his chest in understanding.

"Hey, baby boy."

Chan whined upon hearing the voice. It's been four days since he had seen his main caregiver and an additional half hour since he had heard him speak. Chan wanted Changbin.

"D-da-d—" Chan made grabby hands towards the older, his words slurring as he attempted to get an apology out.

"Don't force yourself to speak, baby. I know you can't right now and that's okay." Changbin took Chan from Minho with no resistance, pulling Chan towards the couch and onto his lap. "I forgive you, baby. Just remember not to ignore us or your health ever again."

Chan nuzzled his face into Changbin's neck, sighing contently as he inhaled the comforting scent of Seo Changbin.

"And don't ignore Chan hyung again, Changbin." Minho stated sitting next to them on the couch and placing a paci in Chan's mouth. Chan immediately began to play with the singer's hand after, finding something about his fingers intriguing. "That had to be the most devastated I have ever seen Chan look."

"I won't." Changbin promised.

"Are you hungry, Channie?" Minho asked,

Chan's head came out from its spot tucked under Changbin's chin at the mention of food. He hadn't gotten the chance to nod before his stomach growled loudly, making him whine and cover it in embarrassment.

"I'll take that as a yes. I'll go heat you up some food, baby." Minho kissed Chan's forehead before heading to the kitchen.

Chan turned his attention to Changbin after Minho was out of sight, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hi, my pretty baby." Changbin smiled widely. Chan smiled in return then tapped his cheek. "Want a kiss from Daddy too, little one?"

The little nodded enthusiastically and Changbin chuckled before kissing both of Chan's cheeks then briefly removing the paci to give him a quick peck on his lips.

And despite his eyes and cheeks being red from crying and lack of sleep, Chan gave Changbin one of the biggest smiles the older had ever seen before turning around at the sound of Minho calling his name while holding his food.

And Changbin had never been filled with so much adoration as he had in that very moment, watching Minho feed Chan his four-days-overdue dinner.

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