This is TOTALLY out of my element, but something I was curious to try and write out of boredom.
Also yes I know it's been a long time since I posted on this book or just written in general but I'm sorry college is my priority right now.
I am in no way educated about ddlg or little space besides things I've read in other writers stories.
So be gentle haha!
I repeat myself-
USES LITTLE SPACE AND DDLG*Taehyungs pov*
As I walked into our quiet apartment I noticed all the lights were out except for the tv shining bright in the living room.Rounding the corner y/n was curled in a ball in my black T-shirt and her soft shorts looking somewhat uncomfortable as the screen flipped from scene to scene.
"Hey babe." I spoke earning a slight jump from her as she dropped her legs into crisscross looking my way.
"Tae Tae you scared me!" She pouted.
That nickname hit my ears like a rush of wind and I knew why she was using it.
"Is y/n feeling little tonight?" She nodded slightly, but didn't move, "Use your words like a big girl." I instructed not satisfied when she doesn't use them.
"Yes.." she pouted again looking to the floor.
"What's wrong baby?" I asked walking to the couch dropping my duffle bag from practice on the floor. Y/n stuck her hands out in front of her, stopping me from comforting her.
"No." She spoke quietly refusing to look up at me.
"No?" I questioned squatting to her level, but her eyes were still glued to the floor. Even with myself being inches from her.
"N-no." She repeated a little less confident this time.
"Hm-" I hummed resting my hands on her thighs, "Why no?" I thumbed her chin tilting her head to look at me. Her gaze was out of the ordinary for being in little space and it caught my interest.
"You look naughty." She blushed and pulled her chin out of my hand to look back at the floor.
"Naughty? Why do I look naughty to you baby?" I pushed farther to get to the point of her disobedience. She knows I do not tolerate this type of behavior on any normal day.
"You're sweaty-" She mumbled, but I heard it, "Daddy gets sweaty when he's naughty."
"Do you want daddy to be naughty?" I asked through a smile at how bothered she was by my scrappy appearance.
She didn't respond again. It was starting to pull at me nerves that she was being this resistant. Her normal little space times all she wants is to be held, loved, and protected. This though, this is something new.