BTS ONE SHOTS

LITTLE SPACE 3 | K.TH

MAY

He looks angrier. Angrier than the time I'd accidentally went out on the road, angrier than I'd ever seen him.

And seeing him like this scares me.

"I th-thought you'd just like me better this way." I whisper, his gaze fiery on mine. I end up avoiding his eyes, breaths coming out of me in small gasps.

"More mature. And n-not Little. Like a needy baby."

He growls.

"Who told you that you're not good enough?" He hisses, hands tightening into fists. "Tell me. I'm going to kill them, I swear."

I sniffle.

"Taetae, I'm sorry."

The fear triggers up my Little, and his eyes go wide as I crumple in sobs. I cry into my sleeves as he lifts me up, pressing me against himself on his bed.

"No, it's okay. Don't cry, baby, please. It's my fault." He says, brushing a soothing hand down my hair. "I shouldn't have gotten angry at you. I just can't— you're perfect, May. I love your Little."

"I thought y-you hated me."

"No, baby, no."

He presses repeating kisses against my cheeks and lips, which finally calms me down enough. I scrunch the front material of his shirt in my hands.

"I just— I just overheard some people talking, Taetae. And they said that people usually didn't like little kids because t-they're annoying, and I w-worried you really didn't like me."

"You think you're annoying?"

I bite on my lip, peeking up at him quickly. He has an unreadable look on his face, and I look back down.

"Y-Yes?"

"Well, you're not." He whispers closely, and I can't help but giggle at the ticklish feeling of his lips against my ear. "I love you because you're like this. You're my Little, baby. Don't let anyone else make you think otherwise."

"Okay?"

"Okay." I laugh into my palm, taking the doll and showing him. "Oh, and Taetae?"

"Yes, love?"

"I actually love this doll. Thank you so much. Teddy's going to have a new friend now so he won't be lonely!"

He smiles, and I muffle a delightful squeak when he kisses me again.

"Good."

I take his hand now, getting sleepy as I spread apart his slender fingers out like a fan in my lap. My lids have already closed halfway when I look up.

"Tae? Do you like little me better than the big me?"

"I like both of them equally." He says, and I smile bashfully back down at his answer. "Now go to sleep, May. It's already dark."

I nod obediently, burying my face into the front of his shirt and taking a deep breath. His scent was so calming.

Before I know it, I'm asleep.

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TAEHYUNG

My eyes fly open to the sound of soft crying. I instantly sit up on the bed, looking over to where I'd tucked in May earlier in the night.

There's a small mess of tangled blankets there, a curled up figure shaking underneath the covers.