ten smiled, holding a water bottle. the boy sat next to yangyang and, as if on cue, that one tiktok audio started playing.
he followed how the trends did it, squeezing the bottle to splash water on what he thought was a wee yangyang in little space.
"yOU BITCH-" yangyang yelled out, making ten stand up and make a run for it.
yongqin was laughing like a psychotic idiot as he ran. "i dIDN'T KNOW YOU WEREN'T LITTLE!" he reasons out, still laughing.
yangyang didn't really focus on his path, he just wanted to chase after ten. he kept running and running until he tripped and fell, scraping his knees as he just wore shorts that day.
"ouch..." he mumbled, tears in his eyes and his lips were trembling. "huwty.." yangyang says, sobbing straight after. "qinqin-ge!" he yells, causing ten to rush back to where he was.
as soon as yongqin appeared, he noticed the gashed knee. "oh baby~" ten mumbles, sounding extremely sad and concerned.
he was also quick to take action, assisting the little in getting up and going back to where they started: the living room.
yangyang kept sobbing but it was now much softer. he sat there, deep in his headspace and sucking onto his thumb for dear life as ten brought out the rubbing alcohol.
"nO WANNA!" he yells, his voice pitch going much higher. "but baby," ten reasons out. "if we don't clean your booboo, you can't play with mr. squiggles over there!"
yangyang pouts. that was his favourite plushie apart from the twerking llama. "wanna pway." "then be a good little baby for me, okay?"
indeed, their little lamb stayed well-behaved while ten patched him up. "also..." ten mutters to himself, running off to god knows where before returning with one of yangyang's plushies that had a pacifier attached.
"here you go. gege is sorry, prince."
