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When Namjoon woke up, it was to an empty bed. He sat up, almost startled and whimpered.
Why was he alone?
The bedsheets were still warm, and the smell of sweet perfume still lingered on the pillows.
Why was he alone?
He sniffled and his eyes filled with tears.
Why the heck was he alone?
The sniffles turned into full heartbreaking sobs the longer he found himself alone until the door opened and a clearly worried Yoongi rushed through the room to get to him.
“Hey, hey Joonie, what’s wrong?” he took the younger’s face in his hands and wiped his tears with his thumbs, a worried frown on his face.
“-lone, Joonie alone” he sobbed.
“Oh, love, poor baby found himself alone when he woke up?” Namjoon nodded, tear tracks adorning his flushed and puffy face “Don’t cry, dollface, everything’s alright, how about we get you in some fluffy clothes and go look for daddy, huh?” the little’s eyes illuminated at that and a tiny dimpled smile appeared on his face.
“Yes please, Yoonie”
Yoongi cooed at him “Such a well-behaved baby, aren’t you?” he smiled at Namjoon and walked to the closet door “What should we wear today? Didn’t we get that adorable Koya onesie from the Festa? Do you wanna wear it, baby?”
Namjoon nodded, thumb in his mouth as he observed the older.
“Koya onesie it is, then” he got the onesie out of its hanger and put it on the bed “Come over here, dollface, let’s get you changed”
Namjoon obeyed instantly, he was the best of boys after all, and he would take every bit of praise he could get.
“That’s a good boy, arms up, let’s get that boring shirt and those pants out of the way, yes?” it had always been an easy task to help Namjoon change clothes, he was such an obedient boy that everything was done within minutes.
His thumb easily found its way to his mouth again once changed, so Yoongi smiled at him, rubbed his tummy and asked, “What about your paci, baby, would you like that?” the younger one gurgled some sounds and smiled behind his thumb, falling a little deeper into his headspace, but it was all the answer Yoongi needed.
The pacifier laid in one of the drawers, kept inside a sanitizer package made to keep it clean. Yoongi attached it to its band, which he clicked into Namjoon’s onesie, not before letting the rubber head rest between the younger’s lips.
“Let’s go look for daddy, then, piggyback ride?” he suggested.
Namjoon squealed in joy and jumped immediately into Yoongi’s back, who grabbed him securely by his thighs before walking out the door.
The warm morning light bathed all the corridor’s length, where they found Hoseok, probably going to his room.
“Oh my god! Look who’s up! Good morning, baby! You look so cute!” exclaimed as his joyful loud self.
Namjoon giggled and hid his face in Yoongi’s neck junction, looking at the heart-shaped smile boy from under his lashes.
“Hobi, do you know where Jimin is? We’re looking for him” asked the older rapper.
“Ah, yes, hyung, Jiminnie was in the kitchen with Jungkookie”
“Thank you, what do we say, Joon?”
“Tank you” he mumbled behind his pacifier.
Hoseok squeaked “You are so cute, Joonie! Why are you so cute? I’m gonna kiss your whole face!” Indeed, he did so, leaving behind himself a breathy laughing Namjoon.
Yoongi walked down the corridor to the living room, where Jin and TaeHyung were playing games on the console. The younger of the two rose his head and gifted Namjoon with a big boxy grin.
“Good morning, Joonie!” at that, Jin looked away from the screen to greet Namjoon too “Hey sweetcheeks!”
“G’ morning” said the boy with his dimples in full view.
“Jimin-ah and Jungkookie are in the kitchen, Yoongi-yah” said Jin.
“I know, hyung, we’re gonna get ‘em, right Joonie?” the younger rapper nodded.
“Okay then, yah! Taehyung! This kid!” he screamed and Yoongi chuckled, walking into the kitchen.
Jimin was in front of the stove, making breakfast, probably for Jungkook and himself, speaking of which was sat at the table, phone in hand.
“Googie!” Namjoon squeaked and the youngest looked up. When he saw Namjoon, his eyes sparkled and an enormous smile appeared on his face.
“Hey, baby boy, come here” he extended his arms, and Namjoon got down Yoongi’s back to instead sit down in Jungkook’s lap, who kissed his forehead, his cheeks, his chin and finally kissed right on top of his pacifier, making the little laugh.
Yoongi approached Jimin and punched him softly on the arm.
“You should know better than to leave him alone to wake up. He was crying so hard I thought he was hurting”
A guilty look appeared in Jimin’s face, who turned off the stove and walked right to Namjoon.
“My little prince, I’m so sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose, can you forgive daddy?” he asked, petting Namjoon’s cheeks and hair.
The little one nodded but said “Condition!”.
Jimin cooed at him “What condition, baby?”
Namjoon laughed a little bit and surrounded Jimin’s neck with his arms “Smooches!”
Jimin smiled that big eye smile of his and took off Namjoon’s paci to peck his full lips over and over until Jungkook whined “I want smooches too!”
The youngest tightened his grip around Namjoon and he turned his head to the side to peck really softly his boyfriend’s lips “Daddy too, please” whispered the boy with sparkly eyes.
“There are my good babies” and he kissed Jungkook too.
The blonde looked at NamJoon for a moment and then at Jungkook.
“Let me prepare a bottle for Joonie and then we can go change you and watch a movie, yeah? Will you take care of him like the good boy you are?”
Jungkook nodded and hugged NamJoon harder, who hugged him back, enamored.
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Hardly twenty-five minutes later Jimin laid in his bed, a boy at each of his side, Namjoon sucking on his pacifier from time to time, Jungkook hugging his bunny plushie, both asleep and the three of them covered in his soft yellow blanket.
In the background, Spirited away kept playing, but Jimin’s eyes were trained in the most precious things in his life. His littles, and lovers.