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“TaeTae, stop,”
“TaeTae, stop,”
“I’m not playing around, that’s enough,”
“I’m not pwaying around, that’s enough,”
“I said that is enough, Taehyung,” Namjoon yelled, surprising a wide-eyed Taehyung. Well, that’s one way to get Taehyung to stop talking.
It was a little uncalled for, but Namjoon has finally reached his breaking point. Taehyung was known for being full of energy. Knowing the social butterfly that he is, it is not surprising that these aspects would be amplified when he went into little space.
It was like a kid undergoing a sugar rush but without eating any candy. Little Taehyung was so energetic and basically bouncing off the walls, both figuratively and literally speaking. Still, he had always been well-behaved, especially towards Namjoon.
Today was a pretty busy day for the members. They had so much work to do, from writing some new lyrics to recording the songs for their upcoming album. They had all been expected to be at the studio all day except for one small — or should I say, little — thing.
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Their day began like any other day. It was 7:45 am, but the boys were still at their dorm. Seokjin was currently pulling on the covers on top of a still-lying-in-bed Jungkook.
“Ughhhh, five more minutes hyung…” Jungkook muttered as he tried fighting the covers out of Seokjin’s grip, failing as he was still half-asleep.
“There’s no time for this Jungkook! We need to leave in about…30 minutes ago???!!!” Seokjin grasped the covers and threw them out of Jungkook’s reach. He grabbed a pair of sweatpants peeking from under the bed and a hoodie decorated with a strange stain across its front.
"These kids are so filthy," Seokjin thought as he threw the clothes he picked up onto Jungkook, rushing to get the others ready and out of the dorm. Jungkook reluctantly stood up to get changed, huffing and puffing as he couldn’t think of a way to get out of going to the studio.
Seokjin hurried down the hall, passing a dead-to-the-world-looking Yoongi and a surprisingly cheerful Hoseok, and rushed into the room of the last person who needed to wake up.
"Why are the maknaes the hardest ones to wake up?" Seokjin thought to himself as he entered Taehyung’s room and found him still in bed. He remembered how angry Jimin had been a few minutes ago, shooting him a nasty glare until he unwillingly got up.
“C’mon Taehyung, you need to get ready. We have to go soon.” Seokjin spoke softly as he shook Taehyung awake, already anticipating a tantrum like the other maknaes had made. “Mmm…hyungie, no wanna…TaeTae too tired.” Taehyung whined.
Taehyung had woken up in little space. They had been working continuously for the past few days, so it was only a matter of time before he slipped. Since he had woken up in little space, it would be easier to get him to wake up, or so Seokjin had thought.
“Sorry baby, but you need to get up. Hyungies are about to leave so let's get you into some clean clothes, okay?” Seokjin asked as he tried to pull him up from the bed, but Taehyung wouldn’t budge.
“Wanna stay here!” he shouted, startling Seokjin.
"Taehyung," warned Seokjin, using his "stop and listen to me" voice. Thanks to being the oldest, it didn't matter who he used it on because little or big, it worked. Well, it usually worked because in this case, it had set Taehyung off even more.
"NOOOO, NO LEAVE, NO LEAVE, NO LEAVE!" Taehyung chanted. His eyes were already spilling tears as he started pounding his fists on the bed, kicking his feet with great force, almost hitting Seokjin in the face.
His tantrum only lasted five seconds as Taehyung moved to sob uncontrollably into his pillow, mumbling "no leave" and "stay here" between sobs and making grabby hands at Seokjin.
"Aww, honey..." Seokjin cooed, unable to be mad at Taehyung. It appeared he had woken up in a bad mood. He was always clingy in little space and wanted everyone at home, so being in a bad mood must’ve made his feelings intense. Seokjin sat on his bed and pulled him into his lap.
"I'm sorry baby, hyungies have a lot of work to do, but don't you worry," he stroked the little's hair, but the little wasn't really listening. "We'll work as fast as possible to come back home to our sweet, adorable baby," Seokjin made sure to kiss him in between words, making the little giggle.
"Let's get you cleaned up, okay baby?" he asked, trying to look at Taehyung, but he only heard a small "mmm" coming from the crook of his neck. Taking that as a yes, he carried Taehyung to the bathroom and cleaned his face, removing the dried tear tracks that adorned his face a few moments ago.
He starts feeling better once he hears Seokjin mention seeing his other hyungies. However, he still has Seokjin carry him downstairs, finding the scent of his oldest hyungie soothing. Once they reach the kitchen, they meet a moody Jimin whose annoyance vanishes once he sees the little clinging onto Seokjin.
"Looks like we have a visit from our baby TaeTae today!" squeals Jimin, catching the attention of the rest of the members who were previously inhaling the breakfast Seokjin had prepared earlier. Even grumpy old Yoongi's attitude changed at the sight of his, I mean, their baby.
"M'not baby," pouts Taehyung, who's quickly back to his giggling self as Jimin starts placing wet kisses all over his face.
"Nonsense, you're our adorable baby TaeTae who we love very, very, very much!" Namjoon cooed. Everyone rolls their eyes at Namjoon's baby talk, but they're all equally whipped for Taehyung to stop him.
Taehyung reached out for Namjoon and "of course, he does," thought Seokjin as he handed him over with a pout on his face. The members were so distracted by a giggling Taehyung being bounced by Namjoon that they didn't notice the maknae's face of realization.
"Hyung, we all need to go to the studio today. What are we gonna do with...?" said Jungkook as he gestured towards the little. Taehyung had unfortunately paid attention to what Jungkook had said, causing tears to well up in his eyes.
"TaeTae no wanna be awone! Pwease no leave TaeTae!" cried Taehyung into Namjoon's shoulder, gripping his shirt stronger than before.
Since they needed as many members at the studio as possible, Namjoon volunteered to look after his baby. His sweet, angelic Taehyung. Unfortunately, he must have been abducted by an alien or something because this Taehyung, if that even is his real name, does not seem like the sweet, angelic boy that Namjoon knows him to be.
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Where were we? Ah yes, Namjoon had just reached his breaking point.
“I said that is enough, Taehyung,” Namjoon yelled. “You’ve been acting like a brat all day and I’m sick and tired of this attitude of yours.”
“But—”
“No buts. This isn’t a game, Taehyung. You’ve been running around the house when I told you multiple times to stop, you’ve been throwing tantrums every time I tell you no, and you even threw your toys at me when it was time for a nap, which you didn't even get to take.”
Namjoon had had enough. The little who tends to misbehave every once in a while was Jungkook, but never Taehyung, and never at this level. He continues detailing, in a slightly loud voice, everything Taehyung had done that got on his nerves. He didn’t think it through unfortunately because he didn’t stop until 3 minutes later, getting his emotions out of his head and into Taehyung’s.
Too angered to realize how little Taehyung had reacted to his words, Namjoon sat down on the couch, burying his face into his hands to calm himself down. He took a deep few breaths and was slowly processing what he said when he heard him.
“I HATE YOU!” Taehyung screamed from the middle of the living room. Namjoon’s head shot up so fast, stunned by what he heard the little say. He was fuming at what he just heard, but apparently Taehyung had a lot more to say.
“JOONIE IS WORST HYUNGIE EVER, YOU—(sob)—YOU’RE DUMBEST PERSON TAETAE HAS EVER MET, AN — (sob) — AND I WISH I NEVER MET YOU!”
Taehyung sobbed as he said the first things that came into his mind. He obviously didn’t mean what he said, but his mind was clouded with anger, and was soon overtaken by guilt as he saw the shock on Namjoon’s face.
They stared at each other for a good minute, staying in utter silence until Namjoon stood up. He walked over to the little, picked him up and placed him over his shoulder, and took him to his room.
Taehyung's guilt quickly went away as he was taken against his will, kicking and hitting his hyung all the way up the stairs and all the way down the hallway to his room. Namjoon tried to stay as calm as possible during this struggle, knowing that he should not let more of his anger out on the little.
He placed the younger in the corner farthest from the door, making him sit cross-legged while facing the wall. The members thankfully had a separate room where they kept all the things the youngest two used while they were little, making it easier to punish Taehyung without him being distracted with his toys.
“You will sit here and think about what you did. You will not leave this room until I come back to get you.” Namjoon tilted the little’s chin up to force eye contact to emphasize his point, “Understood?”
Taehyung has not stopped sobbing since he was carried to his room and was too angry to listen to Namjoon. He tried to stand back up and run out but Namjoon would grab him and place him back down in the corner. They continued this routine a couple more times until he gave up and just sobbed into the corner.
They were too angry at each other, he just wanted his hyungies to get back soon. They would hug him and calm him down instead of punishing him like Mr. Meanie over here, thought Taehyung. He was sobbing too much to realize that he actually said it out loud, in between his sobs, until he heard Namjoon speak again.
“Oh, really? I’m glad you think your hyungies won’t be mad at you when they find out how much of a brat you’ve been today.” Namjoon was exhausted, he also hoped the other members would get home soon, “I don’t want to hear another word from you. I’ll be back for you later.”
Namjoon walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. He went downstairs to grab his phone from the living room and texted the rest of the caregivers what had been happening with Taehyung. He didn’t think the timeout would help with Taehyung’s attitude, but as he thought back to what Taehyung had said about his hyungies a few minutes ago, he had an idea on how to extend the punishment.
They were almost home, so he asked the members to try to not coddle him, not to the point of blatantly ignoring him, but just not treating him like they always do. “A brat doesn’t deserve to be babied or spoiled,” that was Namjoon’s reasoning.
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Almost seven minutes had passed when Taehyung thought he heard voices. He had already cried out all his tears, resulting in occasionally whimpering in the last few minutes. He paused for a few seconds until he was able to recognize Jimin’s voice and Hoseok’s laughter.
Taehyung ran out of the room as fast as he could until he remembered he shouldn’t add another thing to his list of misbehaviors today. The timeout did end up working with helping Taehyung realize how terrible he had acted towards Namjoon.
“TaeTae has to go apowogize to hyungie quickwy,” thought Taehyung as he walked downstairs to welcome his other hyungies.
He was about to launch himself into Seokjin’s arms, but Seokjin just walked past him, barely acknowledging him with an “Oh hey, Taehyung,” before scurrying off to the kitchen to start working on dinner.
Before Taehyung was able to say anything, Yoongi passed him without sparing him a glance. “Yoongi hyungie awways gives TaeTae kissies when he gets home…” Taehyung is left standing in the entryway as the rest of the members walk past. He doesn’t understand why the members are acting so cold.
“They must be in a bad mood,” Taehyung thinks, completely forgetting about the apology he was supposed to give to Namjoon, “I know! TaeTae give them wots of hugs and kissies to make them aww better!”
He rushes to the living room and finds the rest of the members waiting for the dinner that Seokjin and Hoseok were preparing.
Jungkook and Jimin were sitting next to Namjoon on the couch facing the television, complaining about the whale documentary that the older had turned on. Yoongi was sitting on the other couch facing the windows, eyes glued to the cellphone in his hand.
Yoongi was the closest to Taehyung, so that’s who Taehyung was gonna cheer up first. He walked towards him, but stopped in his tracks as he heard Namjoon speak, “Didn’t I tell you that you’re going to stay in your room until I came back for you. Why are you downstairs?”
“Uh-h…TaeTae h-heard hyungies…” stuttered Taehyung.
“That’s no excuse, go back to your room.” Taehyung looked to the other members for help, but was met with an indifferent glare from both Jungkook and Jimin.
As his last resort, he tugged on Yoongi’s sweater sleeve to signal him to help, but the older pulled his arm back, as if burned by Taehyung’s touch, and scooted to the other side of the couch, ignoring the little.
Taehyung could not hold back his tears as he sank to the floor and sobbed into his hands. “Don’t ig-nore me!” the little wailed, unable to contain himself for much longer as he started to repeat, “D-Daddy! Don’t ignore TaeTae daddy!”
Everyone was stunned at the little’s words, but Yoongi was able to quickly get over his shock as he moved towards the boy, picking him up. He moved to sit down on the couch, rubbing Taehyung’s back as the little cried into Yoongi’s shoulder.
“TaeTae was gonna apowogize. I promise!” Taehyung muffled between sobs into Yoongi’s shoulder, “Just don’t ignore TaeTae pwease Daddy!” he said as he looked at Yoongi, giving him the sight of a red-eyed Taehyung.
Seokjin and Hoseok had joined them in the living room as soon as they heard crying. They were all stunned by what they just witnessed, Taehyung calling Yoongi Daddy. Yes, it was uncharted territory for the caregivers, but it was all forgotten as they all swooned at the way Taehyung was looking at Yoongi.
Yoongi cradled Taehyung’s face with his hands as he comforted the little. “I’m so sorry baby, we thought you were still behaving badly. We should’ve checked up on you, not ignored you.”
He brought Taehyung’s face to his and kissed over his tear-stained cheeks, “We’ll never, ever, ever, ignore you again. I promise. We all promise. Will you forgive us?”
Giggling between every kiss, Taehyung no longer seemed sad. “It’s okay. TaeTae forgives Daddy and hyungies.” Taehyung smiled brightly, happy all his hyungies were home, before remembering there was something he had to do.
“OHHH, TaeTae awmost forgot!” Taehyung gasped. He got off of Yoongi’s lap and slowly walked up to Namjoon, staring down at the wooden floor unable to look him in the eye.
“TaeTae’s sorry for aww the things he said to Joonie hyungie because TaeTae woves aww his hyungies and didn’t mean what he said and M’sorry for being a brat, just missed other hyungies and wanted everyone together.” he let out everything as fast as he could, scared of what Namjoon would say.
Namjoon pulled Taehyung into his lap, pressing his lips to the little’s temple. “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it. We both said things we didn’t mean because we were angry. Next time, we need to talk things out instead of yelling at each other, okay?”
“Okay, TaeTae promises he won’t ever act wike Kookie again.” Taehyung whispers, not wanting his Jungkook hyungie to hear him. He didn’t get away with it because he was then pulled away from Namjoon’s lap and into Jungkook’s.
“You little brat!” Jungkook says before he starts tickling Taehyung, sending the little into a giggling fit.
“TaeTae sorry, TaeTae sorry!” he says between giggles, but Jungkook wouldn’t budge, resulting in Taehyung calling for his last resort, “Daddy hewp!”
The rest of the members were just going to sit back and listen to their baby’s laughter, but Yoongi was summoned, he just had to go help his baby. That’s how an OT7 tickle war came to play, resulting in everyone sitting and laying in the living room, trying to catch their breath.
Seokjin and Hoseok went back and quickly finished dinner. They ended up eating in the living room, with Taehyung sitting in Yoongi’s lap while Namjoon fed him. They all cuddled together as they watched Cars, little Taehyung’s favorite movie, and they watched as their little TaeTae drifted off to sleep.