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“Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi called as he knocked on Namjoon’s studio, duffel bag slung over one arm.
A few moments later, the younger man opened the door, smiling at his shying. “Sorry, just got finished setting everything up.”
Yoongi nodded shyly, already feeling a warm buzz settle on his skin. The two rappers locked themselves in Namjoon’s studio and settled in the center of the room. Yoongi quietly unpacked his little things, setting them off to the side. The blonde was a little nervous, he always was before slipping into little space, especially with other people around.
“I can hear you thinking Hyung. Don’t worry, it’s just us, nobody’s here to judge.” Namjoon reached out and squeezed the elder’s shoulder, earning a tiny smile.
Yoongi grabbed his big Shooky plushie, holding it tight to his chest. He buried his nose in the fabric, breathing the mixture of familiar scents associated with the other bandmates. The blonde also grabbed his favorite pastel pink pacifier, popping it into his mouth and suckling on it earnestly.
Namjoon did the same with his, cuddling his Koya doll close and rubbing his cheek on it. He wrapped himself in a light blue blanket and crawled over to Yoongi, who was already half into little space, and nuzzled against him. The pair slowly fell asleep, snuggling with their plushes and one another.
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Jin had searched everywhere, the dance studio, the break room, the office area, the recording booths, but Namjoon was nowhere to be found.
“Hey Hobi-ah, have you seen Namjoon-ah today?” Jin asked as he walked towards Hoseok in the narrow hallway that harbored their personal studios.
“I don’t think so, no. Why?”
Jin sighed tiredly, “I wanted to go over some lyrics for a demo I’m working on, but I haven’t been able to find him anywhere.”
Hoseok rubbed his chin, “Did you check his studio?”
“No, I was about to go there now.”
“Okay, maybe Yoongi-Hyung is there too, cause Jiminie and I haven’t seen him at all today either. We were supposed to practice some choreo soon.” Hoseok stated
The eldest hummed, “Maybe… let’s go find out.”
The two men walked the remaining distance to Namjoon’s office, seeing the door was shut. Jin glanced at Hoseok for a moment before trying the handle and finding it unlocked.
“Namjoon, Yoongi, you in there?” The dark haired man waited for a minute or two before knocking and calling out again. “Namjoon-ah?”
Panicked shuffling and whispering could be heard from the other side of the door, making Jin curious.
“We’re coming in Joon,” The eldest shouted
“No! Pwease just wait a sec!” Namjoon’s nervous voice exclaimed. Hoseok quirked a brow in confusion, was Namjoon drunk?
Soon, the tall man opened the door partially and peered out at the other two. He smiled shyly, glancing back into the room every so often.
“Hey, I’ve been looking everywhere for you, I wanted to discuss some lyrics with you.” Jin explained with a slight grin painted on his lips.
“O-oh, okay.” Namjoon shifted from foot to foot, not moving an inch.
“Oh and have you seen Yoongi-hyung today? I haven’t been able to find him” Hoseok inquired
“Uhh, yeah I saw him, earlier this afternoon.” Again, the rapper looked into the studio, eyes wide with fear.
Jin pressed, “ Is everything alright Joon-ah? You acting like you’re trying to hide something”
“Nope! I’m okie dokie Jinnie-Hyung,” Namjoon immediately froze at his own words, staring at Jin with worried eyes.
Hoseok and Jin looked at each other, then back at Namjoon, puzzled. The eldest spoke up, “Are you sure you’re feeling okay? Maybe you should lay down-”
“M’ Fine~!” Namjoon whined in disgust.
Jin rolled his eyes, “Seriously Joon, what’s up with you? You’re acting like a child.”
Namjoon, looked down at his feet, scuffing them against the floor. The little sniffles pitifully, biting his lip. Then out of nowhere, Namjoon shrieked, “Dats cause I am Jinnie!”
The rapper turned away from Jin, stomping away from the door, immediately forgetting why he’d been standing there for. Namjoon let out a small gasp as he realized his mistake, watching Jin push the door open. The little jumped in front of the dark haired man and waved his hands, rambling incoherently. Jin’s eyes widened at the sight before him.
In the middle of Namjoon’s studio, sat Yoongi, gazing back at them with glassy eyes. He had his Shooky plush close, as well as the pacifier still in his mouth. Various things, such as toys, stuffed animals, diapers, sippy cups, and blankets were scattered around the room, everything a shade of some sort of pastel color.
“Oh boys-” Jin cooed
“What the-“ Hoseok scanned the room in utter shock.
Namjoon tried to defend their situation clumsily. “I-I can esplain,.”
The rapper jerked his head around to face Yoongi when he heard the blonde’s helpless whimpers, sniffling and hiccups apparent. Namjoon ran to the little’s side, comforting him softly. “Yoonie, pwease no cry. Joonie no like you cryin’ ”
Jin fawned over the two littles, nudging Hoseok with his elbow. “They’re littles.”
“Littles? What’s that?”
“It’s a headspace people use to de-stress, it’s kinda like being a kid again.” Jin elaborated, Hoseok hummed and nodded, seeming to understand.
Yoongi hid his face in Namjoon’s chest, utterly embarrassed. The taller rapper rubbed soothing circles into the blonde’s back, humming some sort of melody. The eldest made his way over to the littles, crouching down next to them.
“Baby, you should’ve told me.” Jin touched Namjoon’s shoulder gently, “Please don’t cry.” The eldest turned to Yoongi, doing the same on his shoulder hoping to gain his attention. The blonde moved his head slightly to glance up at him with teary eyes.
The dark haired man smiled, ruffling the boy’s hair and opening his up to him. “I’m not upset Baby, now give Jinnie a hug.” Yoongi looked back at Namjoon for a moment before he shyly nuzzled against the other’s chest again. Jin chuckled, amused at the sight before.
“How little are my boys feeling?”
Namjoon held up five fingers, grinning awkwardly. He tapped Yoongi and murmured something to him, then the blonde turned and showed Jin two fingers. Hoseok knelt down to join the littles on the floor, a Mang plushie in his hand.
“Yoongi look, Mang came to play with you.” The red head made the doll waddle and dance for the rapper, making him giggle. Yoongi reached for Mang with one hand, while the other stayed clutched onto Namjoon’s shirt.
“ ‘Wuv Aang” the blonde babbled
“Yeah? You wanna play with him?”
Yoongi nodded and made a noise of agreement. Hoseok chortled as he played with the boy, singing a little song as he did. Namjoon lifted his eyes to look at Jin, who was gazing at Yoongi fondly.
“Mad?” Namjoon asked softly,
“What did you say Joonie?” Jin hummed
“You- you mad?” Namjoon muttered, “Cause I no tell?”
The eldest shook his head, “Of course not Joonie,” Jin side hugged the little, planting a kiss on the top of the boy’s head. “I wish you’d told me sooner. It must’ve been hard taking care of you and Yoonie by yourself.”
Namjoon pouted and nodded as he slipped further into his headspace, “Yeah i’ was.”
“Well now, you have Seokie and I. We’ll look after you whenever you’re little, okay?” Jin assured as he brushed Namjoon’s bangs away from his eyes.
“ ‘Kay.”
“And that goes for you too Baby,” The eldest said as he pinched Yoongi’s cheek, making the little squeal happily and wiggle around in Namjoon’s arms.
All was right with the world, that was until the group heard a knock on the door and a very familiar voice.