Yoongi awoke to the sound of small sniffles, frowning he turned around to see a lump of blankets on the far edge of the bed. “Jimin?” he called out, his voice rough from sleep.
Yoongi shuffled over closer to the whimpering lump. “Minnie..?” he whispered, pulling back the blankets to reveal his boyfriend.
Yoongi was met with a watery stare, the younger’s lip trembling as he cried. Yoongi’s heart broke right then and there as he stared down at the little, “Minnie, baby it’s alright, Da’s here.”
Jimin let out another small noise of discomfort and he turned to bury his face into Yoongi’s chest. “Feel icky.” he mumbled, clinging onto the elder, his crying not letting up.
“Aw baby, why didn’t you wake me sooner? What’s wrong? What hurts?
” Yoongi asked, threading his fingers through Jimin’s hair gently, his worry dissipating slightly as the younger relaxed under his touch.
“Tummy. Minnie had toooooo much candy before sleepy time. Didn’t think it would make him hurt… so yum-yummy.
” The smaller responded, staring up at his caregiver with an exaggerated pout as he poked his chubby fingers into this stomach.
Yoongi sighed; when Jimin was feeling little, it was the only time the younger ate whatever he wanted without concern about his weight and image,
but he had never gone overboard like this before. “Alright, let’s get up and get you some medicine okay? So we can make that tummy ache go away.”
Jimin wriggled out of Yoongi’s grip, giving the elder a look of pure betrayal.“No! No med’cine! Yucky, yucky, yucky! No med’cine.
” Jimin looked as if he was about to start crying again as he stuck his thumb in his mouth for comfort; now that he had opened a space between him and his caregiver.
The elder groaned, he’d hate to make his baby cry again, but he knew the younger would never feel better without it.
“Alright sunshine, how about we go get some juice instead then? I’ll even let you use your special cup alright? And then we can come back to bed and snuggle until you fall asleep.
We’ll even go get Kitty and Mr. Cluck if you want alright?”
Jimin’s eyes widened at the proposal, he was not in his head space very often, meaning his stuffies and sippy cups were usually hidden away in a closet.
Now all the little could think about was drinking apple juice from his jungle sippy cup while cuddling his stuffies.
“B-baby stays here and finds stuffies? Da goes gets juice?” he asked, stumbling over his words in his overwhelming excitement; the tummy ache almost forgotten.
Yoongi hummed in agreement and left the room, quickly making his way to the cabinet to find the medicine and the sippy cup.
The elder poured apple juice into the cup until it was about half way, then added in the powder from the pills he had crushed up with a spoon. “Hopefully he won’t be able to tell..
” he murmured as he made his way towards the bedroom once more.
His eyes softened when he opened the door to find Jimin curled up in bed, his stuffed cat on one side of him and his stuffed chicken on the other.
The caregiver cooed and made his way over to the bed. “Here baby, drink it slowly alright? We don’t wanna make that tummy hurt more.”
Jimin made grabby hands for the cup and took it eagerly, but followed Yoongi’s instructions as he slowly sucked on the bottle.
Jimin made a sound of contentment as he placed his juice down beside him and made similar grabby hands towards Yoongi. “Cuddles. Need cuddles to feel b-better.
” The elder chuckled softly, but slid into bed next to the little who squealed happy and dove into his embrace. “Da so warm an' soft. Like... like a biggggg blankie!”
Yoongi snorted at his words but held him closer, kissing the top of his head. “I think my baby needs some more sleep, what do you think?”
Jimin nodded into the elder’s chest “Da always right, knows what’s the bestest for Minnie.
” he replied sleepily, the little’s eyes already drooping as he stuck his thumb in his mouth and cuddled closer to Yoongi, Kitty squished between the two.
Yoongi nodded, a smile on his face as he continued to stroke Jimin’s hair, trying to stay as still and quiet as possible so the younger could go back to sleep.
Once he knew for a fact that the little was asleep again, he let himself relax, still carding his hands through Jimin’s hair slowly “What am I gonna do with you?
” he whispered fondly, resting his chin on the top of the smaller's head before falling into sleep.
Yoongi awoke again, to a bouncing little on his chest, a string of “Da”s falling from his mouth as he poked his caregiver in the cheek repeatedly.
The elder was slightly surprised as Jimin was never little for long, but he wasn’t too shocked. “D-Da play with Jiminie?”
Yoongi smiled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and gently pushing Jimin off of him so he could get up.
“Jiminie go pick out the toys you want to play with alright? Da’s gonna go to the bathroom.” Jimin pouted for a moment, but nodded and rushed off to his special box of toys.
When Yoongi emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later he found Jimin laying on his stomach in the living room,
making whooshing noises as he pushed a toy car back and forth across the carpet.
The elder sighed as he looked at the clock, he soon had to go to work and really didn’t want to leave the younger alone, especially after his promise to play.
“Minnie baby, can you look at Da for a sec?” he asked softly, crouching beside Jimin.
Jimin looked up at Yoongi with wide eyes, “What is it Da? You sound… se…. Seri…” he trailed off, pouting up at Yoongi as he struggled.
“Serious. Yes Da sounds serious.” Yoongi finished, “Minnie where is big Jimin?” He asked carefully, petting the little’s hair.
“Big Jiminie goneeee. Da no love baby anymore? No want?” The little asked, his lip wobbling slightly at the thought of Yoongi not loving him anymore.
Yoongi gasped, realizing how Jimin had taken his words and swiftly pulled the smaller boy into his lap.
“Oh no baby, Da loves Minnie very much, but Da has to go to work.
I can’t leave Minnie all by himself, he’s too small! Can Big Jimin come out of hiding for a bit while I’m gone?" he asked, peppering the little's face with kisses.
"Then Jiminie can come back and play with Da all he wants when I get home.” he replied gently, rubbing his thumb across Jimin’s cheek lovingly.
Yoongi watched as Jimin’s face changed, the words registering slowly though his little thought process. His back was suddenly straighter, Jimin seemingly growing in Yoongi’s lap.
“Go Hyung, I’ll be okay, And thanks.” he said softly, giving Yoongi a quick kiss before crawling out of his lap.
Yoongi smiled back, climbing to his feet and going over to the door to put his shoes on.
“I’ll be back in a couple of hours, it’s just a short shift today. Call me if you feel sick again or need anything. I love you Min” he called at the door, waving goodbye to the younger.
Jimin waved back, blowing his Hyung a kiss before turning to clean up his toys.
Everything was going great until Jimin uncovered his pacifier while cleaning. Yoongi had only left two hours ago and Jimin was now struggling not to slip back into his head space.
“Yoongi’s not here.. Can’t yet Jimin.
” he mumbled to himself, anxiously wringing his hands together as he tried not to pick up the pacifier and stick it in his mouth like he so desperately wanted to.
“Just a couple more hours until Da… Yoongi-Hyung’’s home again.” He groaned at his slip up, digging his hands into his hair in frustration. “This is not good.”
Jimin fled the room in attempts to clear the sudden fuzziness from his head.
He ran towards the couch, hoping some TV could shake him out of it, but his foot caught on the edge of the coffee table and he went crashing towards the ground.
At the sight of his scraped up knee, Jimin was thrown far into his head space and he started sobbing once more. “Da… where go? B-baby needs Da.
” he sobbed as he curled up into a ball on the floor. The little reached for his phone in his pocket, searching through his memory on how to work the stupid thing.
Shakily he typed in his password and managed to hit the call button.
Yoongi answered on the 5th ring “Jimin? Everything alright?” he asked, his tone laced with worry. Jimin relaxed, his sobbing lessening to small whimpers at the sound of his caregiver’s voice.
“Fell. M-minnie hurts.” Jimin whispered into the phone, shame creeping into his voice. In the back of his mind, he felt like he was breaking a rule.
Jimin knew he wasn’t supposed to be little when Yoongi wasn’t around.
“Hold on baby, I’m gonna come home now alright. Give me 10 minutes. Be a brave boy for Da okay? Da loves you so much sweetheart”.
Yoongi says quietly into the phone, probably trying to keep his co-workers from hearing.
Jimin sniffled slightly, but brought his hand up to his face to wipe his tears. “I be good boy for Da. Minnie loves you tooo.
” Jimin took his phone away from his ear and kissed it, smacking his lips together loudly. He could hear Yoongi laughing on the other line before it went dead.
Jimin crawled on the sofa, kicking his legs back and forth while he waited patiently for his caregiver to return.
His knee was still bleeding slightly, but the pain was forgotten by his anticipation for Yoongi’s return.
Exactly 10 minutes later, Yoongi came bursting through the door, looking around for any signs of damage that may have caused while he was gone. He smiled when he saw Jimin sitting on the couch.
“Baby, are you alright? You said you fell.. What happened?” he asked, moving over to kneel in front of Jimin.
Jimin pouted, pointing to his knee. “Minnie was putting away toys… trying to be a big boy but then he found paci an' he started to feel all pretty and he knew that w-was bad.
Sooo Jiminie tried to come out here and watch TV but tripped and fell and now he’s r-really little.
” he babbled, pulling his Da on the couch beside him and climbing into his lap while he finished.
Yoongi hummed softly, rubbing his back as he finished his story. “Let me look at your knee prince. Da’s gotta make it better right?” Jimin’s eyes lit up slightly at the pet name, Yoongi knew it was his favorite but he usually saved it for only occasional use.
The elder carefully scooped Jimin up and carried him to the bathroom where he set Jimin on the counter. The little swinging his legs and humming to himself while Yoongi grabbed a wet cloth and a band-aid. The elder swiftly blotted the scrape with the wet cloth and placed on a band-aid.
Jimin gasped as he looked down at his knee, “Da! Da, Lwook! P-paw Patwol. Baby looooves Paw Patrol!” The little grabbed onto Yoongi’s shoulders, shaking him slightly as he reminded his Da of his favorite show.
Yoongi smiled and reached around Jimin’s arms to ruffle his hair. “I know sweetheart, we picked those out at the store together a while ago. Remember?” he replied as he gently picked Jimin up and placed him on his hip. Jimin immediately latched on his caregiver like a koala as his face twisted into a look of pure concentration.
“J-Jimi ‘members! We watch Paw Patwol now Da? Jimi drink juice, a-and watch tv a-and sit in Da’s lap!” He listed off as he snuggled his head into the crook of his caregiver’s neck. Yoongi hummed in response, making his way to the living room with the little still firmly in his arms. He moved to put him down on the sofa but Jimin’s legs tightened around his waist. “Where go? Don’t wanna le’ go of Da!”
Yoongi let out a sigh, nuzzling his cheek into the top of Jimin's head, “Prince I can’t go get your juice if I’m holding you. I don’t have any free hands.”
Jimin’s bottom lip trembled, tears already forming in his eyes “Da can’t le’ go of Jiminie! Miss Da t-too much.” He was crying once again, his tears wetting the fabric of Yoongi’s shirt as he cried into his shoulder. “I gots a ‘dea Da.” he croaked, his voice raspy.
Yoongi craned his neck to look down at his baby, “You got an idea Minnie?”
The younger nodded into his shoulder, trying to shift in the elder’s arms. Jimin removed his arms from their iron grip around his Da’s neck and he moved towards Yoongi’s back. “Da gives Minnie a piggyback! Da no need to hold on to baby then, you get juice.”
Yoongi let out an amused huff, wondering how Jimin even came up with that in his little state. “You.. you're a genius little one. You gotta hold on tight though okay? Don’t let go!” he said, worry evident in his voice as he helped the smaller boy maneuver on his back. “Alright Prince, all set? Let’s go get you that juice.”
Jimin cheered, squashing his chubby cheek into Yoongi’s as the elder made his was into the kitchen. “Jiminie loves Da.”
Yoongi smiled, his heart feeling light. “And Da loves Jiminie.”