Little | Taekook

Thirteen

Taehyung slowly walked away as Jimin went into a deep sleep on the couch, cuddling with a blanket. He breathed a breath of relief, and went into the guest room for Jungkook. He heard the door unlock hours ago, but he didn't want to scare the little, and that's why he's been waiting and taking care of Jimin.

"Kookie?" Taehyung asked, looking down at the little who was curled up in the farthest corner of the room. The little jolted his head up, and managed to make out Taehyung through the darkness. He slow-blinked, tiredness finally overcoming him. He's been in this position for hours, fear keeping him frozen.

"Can I come over to you?"

"Yes."

Taehyung slowly approached the younger, and sat against the wall next to him. "I-I'm sorry, I r-really am." Jungkook studdered, hugging his knees to his chest.

"Oh- for what?" Taehyung asked, not expecting Jungkook to not be in little space.

"For t-this morning." Jungkook told him, blushing the slightest. "Oh." Taehyung's voice dropped a few levels, a deep blush wanting to make itself known. "Listen, I, uh...I know you didn't know, I completely understand that people can mess with your head. So, don't stress about it, because I know what was going on with you at that time." Taehyung told him, adjusting himself into a criss-crossed position. "Thank you for not taking advantage of me." Jungkook choked out, his hard-on screaming at him for over 10 hours.

"I would never do that, don't thank me." Taehyung smiled at him. "Listen- I know you know nothing about me or who I am, but I promise you can trust me. Whether you're in little space or not, I've got you. Whoever did that to you a few days ago is never going to even be within a 100 foot radius of my house. I will protect you, take care of you, and make sure you are safe. I don't know what you're planning to do, considering I just took you here against your will, but it wouldn't be the slightest burden if you were to stay here with me." Taehyung explained.

"I know you're a nice person, and I know you're caring. I know your name's Taehyung, and I can't say how much I appreciate you doing all of this nonsense for me." Jungkook told him, pupils dialled with lust from either in the morning.

"It's not nonsense. I want you to be healthy and strong- physically and mentally." Taehyung addressed.

"My first caregiver didn't even know I was a little. He was completely disgusted when I told him why I've been acting like a child, and he just hurt me so much. Every day, he came back to me drunk and abused me, or he dragged me to a strip club and have people touch me while he just watched. He didn't ever care if I was in little space or not, because he didn't know what it did to me." Jungkook explained.

"But one day he ordered us pizza, and the delivery guy was my second caregiver- the one I just ran away from. He knocked on the door when my first caregiver smashed a glass bottle on my head, cutting my face and getting a small piece of glass stuck in my head. The delivery guy pretended like he was sorry, and my caregiver just gave me away to him like some type of f*cking human trafficking." He added, tears slipping down his cheeks, but his words fluent.

"And my second caregiver abused me in every way imaginable. He knew what a little was and how to take care of me. He used that to lure me into his trap, and the second I went into his house, everything locked, and the first thing we did together was me getting raped. He always starved me for at least 5 days after he had his fun with me, which is why at the hospital the doctors said my everything was low. He hit me, called me names, and of course raped me more times than I can count." Jungkook told him, not moving an inch at all.

"And he would tell me 'We're gonna have fun, Kookie', right before he raped me. Every single time. In little space or not. He didn't care. He completely used me, and I just feel like this toy that everyone uses, then get thrown away when they get bored. I don't even feel like a human anymore, I don't know what to feel." Jungkook explained, accidentally leaking his feelings.