Kpop Little Space Oneshots || ✔

Little?: Part 1 || Astro

Sorry for the lack of updates! I've been on a road trip with my bsf! Here's a draft while I work on a couple requests!

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    Myungjun is a little with no caregiver. He'd say he'd like for it to stay that way, but he doesn't. He wants one, but how could he possibly tell his friends this embarrassing secret? The only one who knew was Sanha, who walked in on him accidentally.

He can't and won't.

    The little was currently sat in his living room, coloring in a coloring book he'd bought recently. "Myungjunnie is the bestest colorer in the whole wide world!" He said to himself, promptly coloring outside the lines. "Look how pretty Ms Floppers!" Myungjun squealed out, holding up his bunny so she could see. "I'm put it with the others!" He said, tearing the page out and running to his room.

"There!" Myungjun had carefully placed his drawing in a drawer, one specifically for his little drawings. His big self loved to do art, and he took that with him into headspace. "I do 'nother one!" He concluded, going and coloring another bunny. "I color pink! Like Ms. Floppers!" He said to his bunny with a pink polka-dot dress. (my sister just got a bunny and his name is Mr. Floppers)

    While he was coloring, Myungjun hummed songs and did little dances in his seat. "Tell all of your friends that, I'm crazy..." He sang, getting up off the floor and dancing around to nothing but his voice.

He could last without a caregiver!

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Myungjun couldn't last without a caregiver.

    He'd just dropped the gallon of milk he was getting out of the fridge. It busted open and snapped him out of little space. "Dangit little me! Now I have to go to the store!" Myungjun said, throwing a towel on the mess and walking to the door. He put on his shoes, grabbed his wallet, willed himself to stay big, and set off.

    Myungjun usually took the bus, as he didn't trust himself to not slip while driving past toy stores and such. As he was sat looking out the window, he saw his friend Sanha. The boy was close to his stop, so Myungjun figured he'd stop and say hi.

"Sanha!" he called loudly. The younger's head snapped up at the call of his name. "Mj!" Sanha called back. The two met halfway, sitting on a bench to chat. "What are you doing?" Sanha asked, smiling ear to ear. "I have to get milk, I dropped my carton and it spilled all over the floor." Myungjun told sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

Sanha couldn't hold in his laughter.

    While Myungjun sat, pouting, Sanha laughed his little behind off. "It's not that funny..." he mumbled, crossing his arms. The younger noticed the change in mood and decided to stop his teasing. "You know I'm only messing with you! Do you want me to come with you?" he asked. Myungjun nodded, afraid he was going to slip soon.

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    Finally, after slipping in the store, Sanha buying him milk and a stuffie, and riding the bus home with the younger, Myungjun lazily plopped down on his couch. "Do you wanna color Junnie?" Sanha called from the kitchen as he put away the milk.  "YES!" the little screamed back. Sanha smiled lightly, he knew the others would love little Myungjun as much as he did, but he also knew to wait until the little was ready.

He just hoped it was soon.