Hoseok is in the hospital with Jimin and meanwhile, Seokjin and Yoongi take care of their own littles. Namjoon arrived home soon before dinner and rushes to his partner to ask what exactly happened. Seokjin explained that Jimin is seriously malnourished and he is in danger.
Namjoon went silent because maybe that he did something wrong. He is the youngest prime minister in the history of South Korea and yet so much littles are suffering. Namjoon imagined that he will change the whole system as a prime minister but then learned the bitter truth. The president decides what can he do and what is inappropriate. Until now, he said no to every Namjoon's idea about how to make lives of littles better.
The man is sitting exhausted after a day of hard work and suddenly Yoongi appeared with Taehyung in his arms. The little one has just woken up from a nap so he is still a bit sleepy and his hair is a mess. Yoongi walks over to the couch where is sitting depressed Namjoon and plumped Taehyung down in the man's lap. Yoongi walked away to get a bottle of warm milk for his baby who is now amazed by Namjoon's silver tie. Namjoon is tired and depressed but his lips are forced to curl into a smile. Taehyung is sucking on his red pacifier and he is wearing only a red onesie which is tight around his bulging diaper.
"Hi."
Namjoon's voice is a bit raspy but Taehyung still smiles on him. His eyes turned into two crescents and then he cutely blinks his eyes. Namjoon is staring in the perfect pair of eyes, one with a double-lid and a mono-lid. His Kookie is still asleep, anyway his eyes are blank while something in Taehyung's eyes is telling him that everything is going to be good again and that he knows how hard he is trying. Namjoon sits there and holds Taehyung under armpits while feeling like he is going to cry. He can't disappoint such fragile little creatures. Littles are like humans from another galaxy, they are too cute and pure for the cruel world around them.
"Taehyung, do you believe me?"
The little one stares on him and then poked dimple on Namjoon's left cheek with his small finger. Yoongi is coming back with a bottle of milk and a burp cloth thrown over his shoulder. He sat down next to Namjoon and takes his baby from his hands. Yoongi positioned Taehyung in his lap so the little one's head is resting in the crook of Yoongi's arm. He fixed Taehyung's legs so the limp limbs are laying more comfortably even if the boy doesn't feel them. Taehyung is already making grabby hands toward the bottle and his lips curled into a pout. Yoongi chuckled and pulled out his pacifier and replaced it with teat of the bottle. Taehyung started to suck on his bottle and closed his eyes a bit.
Namjoon is watching how Taehyung grabs the collar of Yoongi's shirt and slowly got up. He should take a shower and also he has his own baby. Namjoon silently opened the door of their bedroom and sees that Jungkook is still asleep. He isn't shocked anymore after seeing that Jungkook's eyes are slightly opened. The little's blind eyes don't mind the rest of the sunlight shining in the room. Namjoon goes in the bathroom and turned on the shower. The warm water feels good on his tired muscles and Namjoon let the warm drops to fall on his face and hair. After a few minutes he turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. Namjoon goes back in the bedroom and opened the closet. He put on a white T-shirt and black baseball shorts. He doesn't know what to do - Seokjin is cooking, Yoongi is with Taehyung and Jungkook is still asleep. After checking on Jungkook for one more time, the worn-out man decided to take a nap too. Namjoon curled on the big bed and pressed a pillow to his chest, it is his nightly habit but usually he is hugging Seokjin's warm body instead of a pillow. However, it does the trick.
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Three imperfect littles
FanfictionThree friends, three unwanted littles. Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook live in Little space shelter without hope that they will be adopted. Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon and Seokjin are friends who are rich and powerful but they crave a little. And so their...