little: shotaro
caregiver: yuta
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shotaro woke up from a bad dream with tears rolling down his red cheeks. his breathing was too fast for comfort, his cries alerting yuta who was watching a movie in the living room. he turned the tv off and walked down the dark hallway to the littles room.
shotaro had slipped into baby space by the time yuta got to his room, the small boy babbling incoherent words to his caregiver. yuta felt bad because he didn't know what the little was trying to tell him.
the poor boy just had a bad dream but he wasn't able to tell yuta that because of how little he felt.
"b-baba" shotaro kept mumbling over and over. that was what he called his bottles, yuta understanding and lifting the boy into his arms and carrying him to the kitchen.
"shh, dada's here. deep breaths baby."
while waiting for the bottle to heat up, yuta rocked the little in his arms slowly as he whispered sweet words to him.
shotaro was given his bottle and stopped babbling almost immediately. he allowed his head to rest on yutas shoulder as they made their way back to the bedroom. yuta sat down on the edge of the bed and adjusted the boy so he was cradled in his arms.
the smaller japanese looked up at his caregiver with innocent eyes and continued to drink from his bottle. yuta smiled down at his baby and kissed his forehead gently.
shotaro eventually finished his bottle, yuta slipping a light blue pacifier into his mouth. he was given his baby blanket which he absolutely loved. yuta had gotten it for him when he told them about his headspace and since then he's refused to let it leave his sight. there was also a little stuffed otter that he always carried around with him which the whole of nct just found insanely cute.
the boy was given his otter and blanket as he cuddled into yutas warm embrace, the older of the two starting to sing a soft lullaby in japanese, his soft vocals soothing the little even more as he drifted off to sleep.
"night night my precious angel." yuta whispered to the sleeping boy. he brushed shotaros soft brown hair out of his face and carefully laid him down on the bed. the house went quiet and all that could be heard were the soft snores coming from the two boys.
