BTS Little One-Shots (REQUESTS OPEN)

Chim x BTS

Little: Jimin! (Babyspace)

Caregiver(s): Bangtan!

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Jimin POV

I was running through the moves of Blood, Sweat, and Tears again panting in exhaustion. I was alone at the studio, somehow managing to trick the guys into thinking he went out with Felix. I stomped my foot in anger as I messed up yet again.

At this point my vision was blurring and my body was attempting to shut down into rest mode. I shook my head, restarting the music and going through it again. The words of the choreographer swirling through my weak web of focus. I stumbled again on a move that I had mastered just moments before. I let out a loud growl, slamming my fist into the mirror. I sighed before once again restarting.

"Jimin you need to get this right or you won't perform. What's your weight at now? Good, either maintain that or lose more."

I danced, smoothly to anyone who would see him, but it looked ridged and robotic to me. I started again, the fuzziness of sleep dancing at the edges of my mind. I shook my head again, stumbling from the dizziness that attacked me.

I restarted yet again, finally making it through the first quarter. I stumbled right after.

I screamed and punched the mirror again, this time harder. The mirror shattered. Glass flew all around me, my face and hand getting cut badly. At that point the exhaustion took control, I passed out. But not before letting out a small whine, "Hyungs..."

Jin POV

I carried the sleeping Jimin to the car, metally cursing myself for not noticing the blatant lie earlier. I gently lay him in the backseat before speeding home. I looked at his sleeping form on our couch, scanning for any and all glass shards.

The others went out for dinner, so I collected some hot water, a rag, tweezers, and the first aid kit.

I slowly began the process of sliding the tiny shards out of Chims cuts. As I removed each peace, I rested the rag over the cut to ease the pain. I massaged the ointment into the cuts before covering them with a thick layer of gauze, a bandage, and medical tape. Yes it may be over kill, but it will hurt him a lot to change them out, so I want them to last as long as possible.

I finally got to his hand, onto my 7th rag and 5 bowl of hot water. I teared up, pulling large shards from his knuckles and even his palms and fingers. I wrapped the now hot rag around his hand, honestly hoping he didn't wake up for a while. Yet again I massaged in the ointment, and covered it in the same amount of layers as the cuts on his face, but more gauze this time.

I sighed, cleaning everything up and setting the rags out to wait for the bleach to do it's job. Yes I made the mistake of using white rags... I was in a rush okay dont judge.

The others returned loudly. Namjoon somehow broke the door in half... Hoseok was laughing, Jungkook was making his weird animal yell noise, Jimin was singing fake love, and Tae and Yoongi seemed to be the only quiet ones.

Jimin POV

I woke up to the sound of pure chaos. I began to cry, and loudly. Everything went silent beside my sobbing. Everything hurt. I was tired. I was hungry.

Someone came and tried to comfort me, to which I swung at them and cried louder. I heard soft whispering, but couldn't understand it.

Someone lifted me up this time, so I kicked and screamed more. Then I was being rocked while someone sang. I began to quiet down, enjoying the soft lowness of their voice. I slowly opened my eyes to see Tata (tae). He gave me a small smile as he continued to sing.

I was still crying, but not so loudly now. Oonie came over and held my hand that wasn't hurt (Yg). He signaled for Tata to stop and he asked me a question.

"Minnie what's wrong? Hm?" His voice was soft too. I didn't understand him though, so I started to cry again. Tata sang some more, sitting down on the couch and holding me in his lap. Innie came in with a pretty blue baba(Jinnie, bottle). I whined loudly, trying to scoot towards him and the baba. I watched the baba go over my head, then Tata had it!

I gripped Tata's shirt, opening and closing my mouth to ask for my food. I was tilted backwards, my head supported by Tata's arm. He finally placed the baba in my mouth and letting me drink. I finished the baba really fast, beginning to cry again.

I was lifted from Tata's arms and suddenly Namie had me. We went up to my room, where he carefully got me into a diaper and onesie.

We went back downstairs and I was greeted with smiles and coos. I giggle a little, then notice my favorite cartoon on, Minnie's Bowtique.  I was suddenly in Oonie's lap, his arms wrapped around me and his head on my shoulder. We shared my big Minnie Mouse blanket and I was given my Minnie paci. I fought my heavy eyes to not fall asleep, but ended up curling up to Oonie's chest and falling asleep.

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