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DJ is a panther hybrid that has lost his memory after he was force shifted, which is illegal and experimental. He has just woken up from a coma with no memor...
After they finally got D to lie down by himself, Joon called a team meeting.
"We have to get him out of little space."
"What?!" the collective confusion resulted in a mass of loud side conversations until Joon butts in.
"Shh! Do you want him to wake up?!"
"Kim Namjoon if you force that boy out of his headspace before he's ready, I will kill you."
"Jin hyung, he has to come out of it at least once before his heat so it can register in his brain what he's feeling."
"What if we ease him out?" the guys look to Hobi for his explanation.
"Put him in his big clothes, like some jeans & a button-up or something."
"That might work, but can we at least wait a few more days, let my baby cope & if anyone of you six says "our baby" need I remind you that I cook almost every night," Jin states his haughty airs not in the least damped by the glares sent his way.
Kookie having stepped out of little space himself interrupts. "Hyung, not to be rude, but I do everyone's laundry almost every time."
-mini apocalypse ensues-
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The guys agree to give D two more days to be little but after that, they'll give him choices of clothing from his big closet to pair with things in his little closet & hope he'll gradually come out on his own.
"One of you go wake him up, I think the food's cooled down enough now."
"What'd you make Jin hyung?"
"Rice balls, spicy chicken, black bean noodles & green onion kimchi," he announces the night's menu with great pride, smiling at the pleased reactions he receives.
Tae volunteers to wake D & the others start setting plates mainly the hyung line but Gguk & Jimin help too. Jin let them put down the utensils, slightly regretting the decision once the two figured out how to balance the chopsticks straight up & down on the plates.
Tae walks in carrying a sleepy fuzzball.
"No want eat Tae Tae~," D whines as he attempts to drop even more of his weight on him.
Did I say Tae was carrying him?
Oh nah, fam he is draggin' dat bitch.
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