Kpop Little Space Oneshots || ✔

💖Flu💖 || Uniq

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    When Yixuan went to wake up his and Sungjoo's little, he was not-so-pleasantly surprised.
    "Seungyoun?" he called, turning on the lights in their room. The little whined loudly, burying himself deeper under his blanket. "It's time to get up hun," Yixuan said, going over to the closet and pulling down some clothes for Seungyoun. "No..." the little whined out slowly. "Hunny, you're always such a great listener! What's got your panties in a bunch?" Yixuan said playfully, pulling at the blanket Seungyoun was clutching.
    The caregiver sensed something was up when Seungyoun wouldn't let go of his blanket, whining loudly into his pillow. "Hey, what's wrong?" Yixuan asked, moving to sit next to his little. "Yixie... Hurts..." Seungyoun said, groaning. The older of the two pulled on the blanket, finally getting it off. Seungyoun was scrunched up in the fetal position with his arms around his stomach. Yixuan immediately put his hand to his forehead, the other to Seungyoun's chest.
    The poor boy was burning.
    "Baby, you're sick," Yixuan said, brushing damp hair from Seungyoun's face. The little leaned into the touch, appreciating the coolness of Yixuan's hand. "You might have a small cold, I'll get you some pills and water," his caregiver said. Seungyoun whined and grabbed Yixuan's arms when he tried to leave. "No!" he whined out, tugging on the limb he was grasping. "Alright, alright... Let's sleep some of this ickiness away!"

    Only a day had passed, but Seungyoun hadn't gotten any better. To make things worse, the little wasn't eating and only seemed to grow sicker.
    "Seungyoun, baby, please eat," Sungjoo pleaded. Seungyoun looked sad as he shook his head. "My tummy hurts! No eating. Will only make it worse, Sungie!" the little said. Sungjoo sighed, this was the second day in a row that Seungyoun was refusing to eat. Wenhan came walking up to the table, Yibo trailing behind. "Has he eaten yet?" Wenhan asked. Sungjoo sighed once more. "No, he's saying his tummy hurts too much. Can you go wake up Yixuan? We're taking him to the doctor," he asked, looking at Yibo. The youngest nodded, walking off to do his task.
    Having a sick little meant waking up in the middle of the night. It also meant taking turns waking up, and sleeping when you can. Yixuan had sat with Seungyoun for around two hours that morning, from two to four, and was currently taking a quick nap. "Yixuan? Wake up, Sungjoo wants to take Seungyoun to the doctor." At the word "doctor", Yixuan sat up quickly.
    "Is he still not getting better?" Yibo nodded, adding "He's still not eating either." Yixuan pushed the blanket off of himself, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and standing. Stretching as they walked, the two made their way out of the room. "Hey, baby! Still feeling under the weather?" Yixuan asked Seungyoun when he and Yibo got to the table.
    Sungjoo was tying the laces on their little's shoes, humming some random tune while doing so. "My tummy hurts, Sungie say I have to go to doctor... Don't wanna," Seungyoun said, pouting. It was no secret that big or little, Seungyoun hated the doctor's office. "I know, baby. But you want to get better, don't you?" Seungyoun whined, wiggling a bit in his seat. "But do I has to?" Sungjoo stood up, tossing Yixuan his shoes and saying, "Yes, hun. If you wanna get better, we have to go to the doctor's office."
    Once Yixuan got on his shoes, the trio was off. "Baby, do you wanna pick the song?" Sungjoo asked, holding out his phone which was connected to the Bluetooth. Seungyoun nodded, gently taking the device from his caregiver. The two sat up front already knew what was to play before the sound even reached their ears. The soundtrack from the movie "The Princess and the Frog" started playing, putting a small smile on Seunyoun's face.
    The little sang along to the songs quietly, while looking out the window, the whole way there. His singing ceasing once they pulled into the parking lot of the doctor's office. "Now, I called ahead and explained the situation. That means that if you don't want to, you don't have to be big." Seungyoun's eyes widened at Sungjoo. "You mean I can stay tiny?" For some reason, Seungyoun rarely said "little" and instead, replaced the word with "tiny".

    After an uneventful visit to the doctor's office, Seungyoun, Yixuan, and Sungjoo were now headed back home. "Almost there, I almost there..." Seungyoun sang softly, playing with his fingers. "Hunny, are you feeling any better?" Yixuan asked, looking at him briefly through the rearview mirror. Seungyoun looked up from his lap. "I think so..." he replied sleepily. Going to the doctor made him tired. "How about when we get home, we can cuddle all you want, hm? How does that sound?" Sungjoo asked.
    After a smile from his little one, Sungjoo turned back around in his seat. "Yix, can I see your phone? I'm gonna call the others and let them know what's going on," he asked, Yixuan pulling out his phone and handing it over. After a couple of rings, Wehan finally picked up.

    "Hello? Yix, what happened?"
    "Hey, it's Sungjoo, not Yix. Turns out Seungyoun has the flu, just not bad because it's in the early stages. We're glad we caught it this early, cause now we have medicine that'll make it better." A breath of relief came from the other end, quiet cheers heard in the background. "Am I on speaker?" Sungjoo asked. "Yep!" Wenhan exclaimed happily. "Alright, well, we're almost home. See you guys in a bit, bye!"
    When they got home, Seungyoun was almost asleep in the backseat. "Baby, we're home," Yixuan called softly, unbuckling the little and brushing his hair from his face. "Home?" Seungyoun said sleepily, rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands. Yixuan gently pulled his hands from his face, rubbing his thumbs across the boy's cheeks. "Yes, home. Let's get inside, then you can sleep."
    Once inside, Seungyoun was greeted with the sight of blankets and pillows piled on the couch. "Cuddle time!" Yibo exclaimed, grabbing the little's arm and pulling him toward the nest.
    They spent the rest of the day huddled together on the couch.