Bottom Yuta Oneshots

127 - Brat

Genre: Angst, Little Space, Fluff
Description, Yuta was being a brat, the members weren't having it.
Extra; Yuta is the youngest

All the members were in the practice room, trying to finalise their dance, they only had a little bit left to do. They've been in the practice room for about six hours now.

Members kept making mistakes but it was fine, they had a few days left until they needed to perform, so they tried using all the time they could today to finally get the dance right.

All the members were fine with doing the same dance over and over again, wanting to perfect it, well, all but Yuta.

It was evident in his eyes he was slipping in and out of little space and anyone could tell he was trying so hard to deny it so he could carry it.

He was getting really frustrated, every time a member tried to help him get in the right position or correct his dance, he'd just roll his eyes and push them off him.

Of course, their leader, Taeyong, who just happened to be Yuta's main caregiver simply because he was the first to find out, wasn't having any of this.

He was taking mental notes on the punishment he'd give the youngest later, regardless little or not.

Yuta huffed as Taeyong told them to go from the top again, "Agian? Hyung, I'm not being funny.." his voice started low, but the stress and tiredness getting to his head again, "B-but Y-yu.. Yuta thin-ks we sh-should go to dorms- go to the dorms now!" All the members noticed the way his voice changed and his words becoming less and the fact he mentioned himself in third person was also a sign he was slipping.

But still, especially in little space the youngest of the team has no rights ordering and being bratty with the elders.

"Yuta. Listen, we need to get this right, we have a performance in three days, we can't fu- mess it up, okay?" Johnny said, looking at the younger dead in the eye, he was about to curse but he realised that could really trigger his little space if he's like this in the wrong way.

"This is absolutely ridiculous! We've been doing the same thing over and over again for the laser six hours!" The youngest shouted. They all flinched at the loud noise, not expecting it.

"Nakamoto Yuta!" Taeyong shouted, slowly losing his patience, he didn't mean too, but he was also tired, especially because he had to guide and take individual teachings to the members who hadn't figured it yet.

Yuta froze at his full name being used, but tried his best to not let it affect him. He could feel himself slowly falling into his headspace, but pushed himself out of it as hard as he could.

He rolled his eyes, walking back to the starting position so they could do this for what felt like the millionth time.

Doyoung, who was next to him glared at him. They all had a no shouting policy, so Taeyong wouldn't get away with it either, but Yuta, Yuta was the one who came up with that rule, so of course he'd get it first.

As the music started once again, Yuta kept tripping over his own feet and messing up because he was slowly slipping.

Jaehyun went over and stopped the music while Jungwoo walked over to the youngest of the group.

He took his hand and took him over away from the rest of the members, the elder softly held his face, looking at the glossy eyes of the youngest.

"Buba, we're going home soon, you can slip then, yeah? of course, Taeyong will be giving you a punishment, but you understand what it's for and why he is, don't you?" Jungwoo whispered.