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Breathing in harshly, Jungkook struggled to control the other side of him that desperately wanted to come out.
Not right now, this is a bad time. I can’t. Just a little longer, Jungkook.
Shaking his hands and fidgeting, Jungkook took in one last breath before straightening and looking out into the humongous crowd of fans. This was one of their biggest concerts yet and Jungkook was not going to mess it up by going into Little Space during it.
Yes, Jeon Jungkook is a Little.
As in someone who found enjoyment in regressing to a younger age to feel comfortable in his own skin. With acting and feeling like a younger age came with the actions and responses of someone with that younger age. Depending on how Little he felt was how Little he acted. Coloring, acting out, speech problems, giggling for no reason, etc. The list goes on. Jungkook just liked being a kid.
There was nothing sexual about it. Maybe for some others it was sexual but for Jungkook and his six caretakers, it was all platonic. They made sure that he went through Little space at least once a week, even if they had to push him into it because it was a good stress reliever.
But seeing as they had their comeback last week and were on various showcases with two concerts scheduled, Jungkook hadn’t had the time to be Little. That’s why he was just itching and struggling to stay Big him because they were in the middle of something really big.
Whining lowly underneath his breath, he stared helplessly into the crowd of people. He felt his stomach turn with butterflies which never happened unless his anxiety and desperation got too much for big him to handle.
He felt Little him take over but he pleaded with himself to go on like nothing had happened, that he was fine. It seemed like Little him actually agreed with him for once and slowly, he felt a smirk take over his face.
On the inside he was feeling quite playful but he knew he couldn’t mess this up. He knew there was only three songs left, two of which had hard choreography to them. Begging with himself not to mess up, he got into position as ‘Dope’ started blaring out the speakers around them.
Just play it off Jungkook.
And then the acting began.
Thirty minutes later and the band of seven was rushed off stage and backstage where they were relieved of their dirty and sweaty clothes and into comfortable, clean clothes. Their makeup was removed and soon enough, they were settled into the van and were heading back to their dorms.
Jungkook let out a small breath, happy to be away from the many of people. He let a small smile grace his face as he looked at his tired members. His eyes travelled to his Yoongi Hyung before letting out the smallest of giggles. He poked Yoongi’s side, laughing internally as his hyung glared at him half-heartedly. He poked him again and was rewarded with a sigh.
“What do you want, brat?” He muttered, affection seeping through.
“Nothing Daddy!” He whispered yelled in a higher voice. He saw his hyung’s eyes widen before looking at him. Jungkook giggled at his expression before looking at the window again and letting out small noises while looking at the stars.
A hand grabbed his and he was slightly scooted backwards towards his hyung.
“Hi, baby.” He heard Daddy say in his ear.
“Hi!” He said again, turning his head back to look at his hyung.
“It’s been a while since we’ve seen you, baby. Where have you been, huh? Have you been hiding from us?”
Jungkook gasped in outrage before pouting.
“I would never, Daddy! How could you suggest such a thing?” Jungkook scowled at his Daddy before looking back out the window.
“Jungkook’s been stressed and dragged around for the last two weeks, he hasn’t had time to be little.” Jungkook said quietly. He felt a hand on his cheek and said hand turned his face towards his Daddy.
“Baby, anytime you want to be Little, you can, alright? Just tell one of your Daddy’s or one of the hyung’s, okay?” Daddy said sweetly as he grasped Jungkook’s face with both of his hands.
“Uh-huh. Jungkook understands Daddy.”
“Good.” Daddy then proceeded to kiss both of Jungkook’s cheeks quickly, succeeding in getting giggles out of the younger.
“Hey, Yoongi, what do you plan on doing tonight?” Hoseok asked before he turned around and looked at his elder who was in Daddy mode and his dongsaeng who was in Little space.
“Oh my. Hi, baby. How’s my baby doing?” Hobi asked in a higher voice, pushing a hand back and squeezing Jungkook’s cheeks.
“Seokie-hyung!!!” Jungkook squealed in a slightly louder voice. He didn’t say it much louder but it was loud enough were Taehyung and Jimin looked back at them.
“Awe, my baby’s come back out to play. How are you, darling?” Jimin asked in a fond voice, his eyes crinkling with his eye smile.
“Jungkook’s okay Dada! Just tired.” In between sentences, Jungkook just happened to yawn cutely enough for the four to coo at him.
“What am I, chopped liver, I want a Jungkookie welcome as well.” Taehyung said with a fake attitude as he pouted.
“TaeTae! Jungkookie loves TaeTae-hyung!” Jungkook yelled, getting Namjoon and Seokjin’s attention.
“Hi sweetheart.” Seokjin smiled at him.
“Hi bunny.” Namjoon gave him a huge grin.
“Joonie-hyung! JinJin-hyung!” Jungkook blew kisses at them and watched with a big grin as they pretended to catch them and savor them for later.
“How long have you been in Little space for, doll?” Seokie-hyung asked, running his hands through the Little’s hair.
“Hmmmmm. About three songs before the end of the concert? I think?” Jungkook’s voice went higher while his hyungs and Daddy’s gasped.
“Baby, we told you that if you feel like you’re going to be Little to let one of us know and we’d help you. Do you not trust us?”
“No no no no! Jungkookie trusts hyung’s and Daddy’s very much so but Jungkook knew this was a big event so he didn’t want to mess that up.”
“Baby boy.” Dada sighed fondly. “You wouldn’t have messed up. You would have been relying on your daddy’s, right? There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Jungkook nodded in affirmation.
“You know you’re going to get punished for this right?”
Jungkook’s eyes swelled up with tears and he gulped down the lump in his throat before nodding shakily.
“And why will you be getting punished Jungkook?” Daddy asked him sternly. Jungkook froze slightly, not because of the question but because they used his full name and they never meant anything good.
“Because Kookie was bad.” He mumbled, fiddling with his shirt.
“How was Kookie bad?” Daddy asked once again, looking at him through dark eyes. Jungkook looked down and shrugged.
“Jeon Jungkook, you best answer Daddy right now or your punishment will get worse.” Jungkook whined and felt a tear fall down his cheek.
“Jungkook was bad because he didn’t tell anyone when he was about to go into Little space.”
“That’s right, baby. You broke one of the biggest rules we made and that was for you to tell someone. It’s not because we’re mean, we just want you safe while you’re in Little space, darling.” Daddy said, a hand on his cheek to wipe away his tears.
“B-but, it’s not fair! Jun-Jungkook was just t-trying to h-help!” He whined loudly. A hand tapped his face lightly.
“Baby, I understand where you’re coming from but you know what our rule is.”
“N-no. No.” Jungkook shook his head. He knew he was being irrational or at least Big him did but Little him had the reins right now and he was determined not to be punished.
“Excuse me, little boy. Did you just tell me ‘no’?” Daddy hissed at him, his eyes closing dangerously. Jungkook swallowed and looked at the others in the van. They all had found something else to put their attention into, to distract them from the tantrum that was bound to come.
“Do you just want your punishment to be worse, huh? Are you wanting to be punished?”
Jungkook shook his head as fast as he could without getting dizzy.
“No! Jun-Jungkook doesn’t de-deserve to be-be p-punished.” He said quietly.
Daddy raised an eyebrow. “Oh, he doesn’t, does he? Well then he doesn’t deserve rewards or cuddles either.” And with that Daddy turned and looked out the window and nobody paid Jungkook any attention.
Jungkook tried to get someone to play with him on the trip back home but everyone shrugged him off. It wasn’t teaching him anything, if anything, it was just bruising his little self.
Jungkook eventually sat back in his seat and looked out the window for the rest of the trip home, his Little self slowly dissolving from his mind.
The group of seven were dropped off at their dorm and Jungkook said nothing as he got out of the van, his Bigger self was restored back to state of mind. He got out of the van and saw in his peripheral vision that the other six were expecting him to apologize to Yoongi and everyone could go back to babying Jungkook.
But that didn’t happen.
Jungkook shrugged his jacket on and brushed past the six others, making sure to slightly ram his shoulder into Yoongi. He continued walking forwards, sliding his hood up around his head. He was unable to see their shocked reactions as he walked through the door of the dorm and up to his and Namjoon’s room.
He barely looked around the room as he grabbed two jackets, a few clean pairs of clothes, a different pair of shoes, and his toiletries and shoved them into his backpack along with his phone charger, headphones, his wallet, and his notebook.
He wasn’t running away, he just needed to calm down because if he stayed around he would end up screaming at Yoongi and that would do nothing but get him in bigger trouble. Sitting the bag on the floor to look inconspicuous, he sat on his bed and scrolled through the Twitter feed. He saw and heard Namjoon come into the room and sigh sadly. He watched as Namjoon begged with his eyes at Jungkook for him just to apologize but Jungkook just ignored Namjoon with a cold shoulder.
Once Namjoon left the room, Jungkook called one of his other hyungs on his phone and asked them to come and pick him up. They of course agreed because they haven’t see their dongsaeng in such a long time.
Jungkook sighed sadly as he picked up his bag and threw it over his shoulder. He dug a face mask from his dresser and put it on as walked out his room quietly. He heard his six hyungs discussing in the living room quietly. He knew they were discussing him and that made him slightly sad but at the time being, he just wanted to get out.
He didn’t even try to hide his footsteps as he stepped into the living area.
The six looked up, looking excited and thinking that he was going to apologize for his behavior. Jungkook stared at them blankly before hearing a horn honk outside. He sighed before turning on his heel and heading for the door.
“Ya, Jeon Jungkook where are you going?” He heard Yoongi yell as he opened the door. Jungkook didn’t reply, just closed the door harshly behind him and started walking fast to the car in front of the dorm.
He heard the door open again and the sounds of hyungs started behind him.
“Jeon Jungkook, come back right now!” Jungkook heard his Daddy tone come out and Jungkook’s eyes widened and his froze for a second before pushing his Little self out of mind and started to jog towards the car.
“Jungkook!” He heard his hyungs yell as he got in the car. He slammed the door and told his hyung to get him the hell out of there.
Within seconds, Jungkook was driving away from his family in desperation to find himself.
It’s been a month since Jungkook has since his second family. A month since he’s been Little. A month since he has been feeling alone.
A day after he left his hyungs it was announced that Jungkook was taking a temporary hiatus from the group. Bang PD-nim only knew this because Jungkook called him right after he left, not wanting to cause too much trouble.
And today was going to be the first day back training with group as a whole. He had gone to the studio on his own and practiced their songs by himself but it wasn’t the same as working with the entire group.
He nervously wringed his hands together as he walking in the studio at 6 AM. He was wearing a black hoodie, black shorts, and a pair of Timberlands. The hood was pulled over his head so no one would immediately recognize him.
He wasn’t surprised to be the first one in the practice room. The others weren’t supposed to be here until later at 8 AM. Jungkook just wanted to work up the courage to actually face his hyungs. So while waiting for his hyungs to show up, he started practicing his lines in the songs, warming up for dancing, and basically just running around.
He had just finished running around the room for the fifteenth time when the door to the studio finally opened and the room was filled with voices, grumpy and lively ones.
Though all noises stopped when their eyes landed on him.
“Jungkook?” He heard Hoseok whisper. He didn’t say anything besides sit on the ground and begin to warm up to dance although he had already warmed up.
Jungkook knew his hyungs were looking at him, probably with shock because they haven’t seen him in over a month. Jungkook just sighed because he was not ready to deal with the chaos that was bound to happen.
Their dance instructor came inside the studio and greeted everyone warmly.
Jungkook bowed but refused to say anything to anyone.
Practice went along as how it would just much more tense and silent than what everyone was used to.
It was about 4 PM when the dance instructor left the seven boys alone in the room.
No one said anything.
Jungkook didn’t even sigh as he walked towards his bottle of water and took a huge drink from it.
“How’s been surviving on your own?” He heard Yoongi ask coldly.
Well if Jungkook had any questions on whether or not Yoongi was still mad at him for the stunt Little him pulled, he now has his answer.
“Fine.” Jungkook answered tersely, clenching his jaw to try and keep the anger at bay. But apparently his answer just infuriated everyone else in the room.
“Fine? Fine? You’ve been having a ‘fine’ time living on your own while we were worried sick about you? Thanks, Jungkook. Really.” Jimin said to him, coldness creeping into his tone.
“What am I supposed to say, that it fucking sucked?” He turned around, his voice gradually getting louder and he stance becoming more confidence as his anger rose.
It has been a long time since he cussed at his hyungs and not with them or at someone else so the reaction he got was kind of hilarious.
Seokjin automatically took a step back and breathed in deeply. Taehyung’s mouth dropped open. Hoseok froze in what he was doing. Namjoon stumbled into the wall. Jimin’s eyes were lit up with fury and determination. Yoongi was shaking with anger.
“So yeah, it was fucking fine. I had a grand time doing nothing.” Jungkook finished talking to the group and just started mumbling and cursing underneath of his breath.
“I wonder if Jungkook has been Little during his time away.” Hoseok wondered out loud and almost automatically, six pairs of eyes were on him.
Jungkook froze from where he was dragging a hand through his hand.
“You haven’t, have you?” Jimin asked with a smirk. “That’s why you’re so irritable right now and that’s why you’re frustrated and cussing at us even though you know shouldn’t.”
Silence passed between the seven for a moment.
“I think that it’s time for hyung to shut his mouth.” Jungkook hissed at Jimin. The older six exchanged quick glances before coming to one conclusion.
It was time to put Jungkook into Little space.
Jungkook hadn’t seen the looks his hyungs were exchanging, seeing as he had turned to pick up his phone off the floor. Right as he picked his phone up, someone was on his back and wrapping their arms around him.
“Kookie! You know we missed you right?” Taehyung squealed in his ears. Jungkook was really confused seeing as they hadn’t even made up.
Jungkook had barely looked up and made eye contact with Yoongi who was standing almost directly in front of him when something in him snapped.
“Hi, baby boy.” Yoongi said sweetly right before a pacifier was slipped gently between his still lips. Jungkook couldn’t feel his limbs anymore, he felt weightless.
He heard from the corner of the room, “You know he’s going to be in Little space for like a week because he hasn’t regressed in a month, right?”
Jungkook just stared up at Daddy with stars in his eyes.
“Who’s Daddy’s precious baby, huh? Where have you been this last month?”
Jungkook barely registered that the arms around him had disappeared once helping him sit on the ground. Jungkook breathed in and out contently.
“Baby, can you look at Daddy, please?” Jungkook looked at Daddy through hazed eyes.
“Why did you go through all this trouble when you could have excepted your punishment like a good boy and we could’ve cuddled like we always do? Why were, are, you so difficult, darling?”
Jungkook tried to make his answer understandable around the pacifier.
“’Ungkook idn’t tink he deserbed to be ponished.” He started trying to explain but Daddy removed the pacifier from his mouth gently.
“Jungkook didn’t think he deserved to be punished but that’s only because he was trying to help. It wasn’t like he was trying to keep it from Daddy or hyungs because he wanted to, he wanted everything to be fine and without a hitch. Also, the lesson Daddy tried to get Jungkook to learn didn’t stick because everyone just ignored Jungkook and it really hurt him and Jungkook felt sad and upset so that’s why Jungkook left. Jungkook hasn’t been little because he thought he didn’t deserve it and that he should just deal with being big.” Jungkook rushed the words out, looking down at the ground as he talked.
“Awe, baby.” His head was being lifted and his forehead was pushed against his Daddy’s. “You shouldn’t force yourself to be Big when you want to be Little, it’s not good for you and you know it. As for your punishment, I’m so very sorry baby boy. I never meant to bruise your Little side, I thought it might make you break and accept the tiny punishment I was going to give you. Daddy is so very sorry baby; can you forgive him?” Daddy asked with tears in his eyes.
Jungkook just stared at him for a moment before giggling and raising his hands.
“Of course I can, Daddy! Jungkookie was in the wrong as well, I shouldn’t have thrown a ta-ta-tant-tantum.”
“It’s a tantrum, sweetheart and you’re right, you shouldn’t have.” Daddy pulled Jungkook up out of the floor so he was standing. Daddy wrapped his arms around Jungkook and squeezed tightly before planting a kiss on his cheek. Jungkook sighed and let himself melt into his Daddy’s embrace. He barely even felt himself get turned to the side before four whopping hard smacks were landed on his bottom.
His eyes went wide really quick and he jumped out of his Daddy’s embrace.
“Ouchie!” He yelped at his Daddy, frowning and rubbing his bottom.
Daddy chuckled.
“I’m in even done with you baby boy. I still have to punish you for that tantrum, the isolation this past month, the cussing, the part where you didn’t be Little when you needed to be, and the no contact with your hyungs for a month. That was just for not telling us you when you went into Little space during the concert.”
Jungkook gulped.
“Oh, one more thing.” Daddy said before he pulled Jungkook back to him. He stuck the pacifier in between his lips once more and gave him a cute peck on the cheek before smacking his butt once more.
“You’re definitely not getting out of Little space for a week. Ah-ah-ah! No butts, you need this and you know you do so don’t argue with me or do you want to add to the punishment you already have?” Daddy raised an eyebrow and Jungkook almost squeaked.
He shook his head and crossed his arms.
A light tap on his bottom made him look up and saw his Dada was the one who tapped him. “No pouting baby, you know this was going to happen.”
Jungkook’s lips quivered but he nodded.
“Can I hug him now? I’ve really wanted to hug him since I saw him!” Seokie-hyung yelled.
He saw Daddy roll his eyes. “Go ahead.”
He was tackled to the floor by Seokie and was promptly smothered in love.
Although he dreading his upcoming punishment, Jungkook knew there was no place he’d rather be than where he was right now with his family.