#beomgyu agere

[tyunniebear]

i’d like to request a fic where cg introduces little y/n to the rest of the members ! ty ^^

hello, lovely !! thank you for being my first ever request on this account, it’s an honour !! I hope you enjoy this :3 p.s i suck at writing plot so hopefully it's okay 😅

that’s what friends are for - cg!soobin, little!reader, best friend!beomgyu

summary - soobin is your caregiver, and you tell the rest of the boys about your regression. later, soobin isn’t home and you regress, but luckily your best friend is there to help ! gender neutral reader :]

word count - 1k

genre - fluff, hurt/comfort

~

You shuffle your feet, digging your toes into the fuzzy carpet of your boyfriend’s room. Anxious wasn’t even the word to describe how you were feeling.

“We don’t have to tell them-” you start, voice shaky.

“Nonsense, baby.” Soobin cuts you off. He bends down to meet your eyes. “You stay here a lot, and I want you to be happy.” he cups your cheeks with his big hands and places a kiss to the tip of your nose.

After a few months of Soobin being your caregiver, you made the decision that you’ll tell the other members that you regress. He pitched this idea to you last night at bedtime - he wants you to be able to live your life comfortably, and since you spend most of your time in the dorm, it would be better for you if you could regress freely. If you were being honest, you only agreed because you’ll agree with anything he says whilst he’s speaking to you gently and stroking your hair. Now, though, once it’s reached the morning, you were regretting saying yes at all. All morning, Soobin kept reassuring you that they will react just fine, telling stories of how Yeonjun once had a partner that regressed and the other boys were very accommodating of their lifestyle - infact, they didn’t mind at all, and even helped out from time to time. But still, you can’t shake the worry that pools in your stomach. It’s refreshing how they view you as Soobin’s cool, funny partner. You don’t want them to view you any differently than how they do now. It’s not like you didn’t trust them, or that you weren’t close, because you do and you are. You just feel some needless shame.

“Now come on.” your boyfriend continues. “The guys love you, and like I said, they’re familiar with this stuff. They’d never judge you. Once this is over, you’ll realise we made the right choice.”

He tucks your hand into his larger one and gives it an encouraging squeeze. You stand up and he follows, patting your head before leading you off into the living room, where your four friends await you.

~

As Soobin expected, the boys took it very well. Yeonjun was especially accepting, given his experience, as well as Beomgyu since you consider each other best friends. Now though, about an hour later, Soobin and Yeonjun have left for a schedule and you were alone in the living room. You were absent mindedly scrolling on social media whilst the others rustled around in the kitchen, until a scent hit your nose. Stew, and it smells just like the one your family make…

After all the stress you experienced today, this one thing is enough to tip you over into regression. Your head starts to feel fuzzy and your hands start fidgeting, and all you can think of is how much you want your daddy. You sniffle, trying to hold back your panicked tears. Even though they knew now, you couldn’t burden them like this…

All your emotions overwhelmed you and pushed you closer to the edge. Before you could stand up and run to Soobin’s room, a voice piped up beside you.

“Is everything okay?”

It’s Beomgyu. You nod.

“You don’t look okay…” he says, tone cautious. “I came to ask if you wanted to eat with us?”

“I’m fine-” 

You try fooling him, but the crack in your voice betrays you. With a concerned sigh, he moves to the sofa and puts his hand on yours. You put your phone down and look at him, and he must notice the tears in your eyes because he instantly pulls you in for a hug. You rest your head on his chest, allowing him to cradle you. 

“What’s up, huh? You can tell Beomie…”

The third person baby talk he always does when comforting you is the final push. Even if Beomgyu didn’t exactly know about your littlespace, he always knew just how to comfort you. Without a second thought, you start balling, babbling about how stressed you are and want your daddy. He draws patterns on your back and shushes you as you rant, feeling your pain through your voice. Unsure of what to do, he decides to just straight up ask you -

“So are you regressed?” With a hiccup, you shrug your shoulders. He wasn’t entirely sure why he thought he’d get an answer out of you, but he guesses that you are. He’s seen you in breakdowns before, but he’d never heard you talk like this before. He doesn’t mind taking over whilst Soobin is gone - he’s comforted you many times before, he doesn’t love you any less whilst you’re little.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” he says, a little smile forming on his lips. As he continues, he leans back and reaches out to wipe your tears. “How about we go to Soobi- I mean your daddy’s room to see your plushies, yeah?”

In response, you nod, subconsciously leaning your face on his hand. With a quiet ‘lets go’ he leads you away from the sofa and towards Soobin’s room, and you waddle behind him.

As soon as you enter Soobin’s room, you immediately feel comforted. Everything in here reminds you of him, right down to the off-white wallpaper and the lavender scent of his diffuser. You stop crying right away and start smiling up at Beomgyu, to show him that you feel better now. Beomgyu notices this and smiles right back at you.

“Wanna cuddle whilst we wait for your daddy to get back?”

You nod in excitement, bouncing up and down on the balls of your feet. Next to daddy’s cuddles, Beomie’s cuddles are the best!

~

Curling into one another, surrounded by your beloved plushies, you and Beomgyu settle down. He runs his fingers through your hair, staring down at you with love in his eyes. Even if this is new to your friendship, he wouldn’t mind helping Soobin out from time to time. You are best friends, after all. You’re very precious to him and your comfort is as high up on his list of priorities as his own.

“Thank you for looking after me…” you mumble, head buried in his chest.

“Don’t worry,” he replies, voice soft, squishing his cheek against your head. “this is what friends are for. I’ll always look after you.”

[riikive]

OVERWORKING AGAIN ⌕ 최범규

masterlist

pairing. choi beomgyu x female!oc | genres. comfort, little space, little headspace, soft, etc. | warnings. a lot of cuteness, overworking, overstudying | word count. 0.7k

note. It has been a while since I wrote a oneshot/drabble. I hope you like it, and my apologies if it is a little rushed. I have been stressed over school assignments, so I need a break, and midterms are due tomorrow, so I have extra stress. Take care, take breaks and please eat three meals!

Woong was just finishing up her assignments on the kitchen island of her apartment. She had been overworking herself once again. Did she care? Nope, never. Assignments come first then her health. Which was a bad thing. She knew, but she was too stubborn to change it. It was a way for her to not think about anything else and to distract herself.

While she finished her assignments, Beomgyu came to the apartment after work. He opened the door after punching in the passcode with a bright smile, but then his smile dropped into a frown as he saw her working on her assignments again. He quietly put his keys on the key holder. Then, he walked up to her. "Working on your assignments?" Woong nodded without looking at him. "Yeah, I have so many assignments to finish."

"Can't you take a break?" He asked. She just shook her head. He sighed and went inside the kitchen. He filled a cup with trying to think of some way to get her to stop studying and rest. Then he realized Woong hadn't been in her little headspace for a long time now. He quickly put away his cup in the sink before walking to the bedroom.

the rest is under the cut

Woong was too busy with her assignments to even notice Beomgyu went to the bedroom and took out a new teddy bear he bought yesterday for her. "Little fairy." She froze when she heard the nickname but decided to ignore it. "Little fairy, look what I got you." She bit her lips, trying not to slip. At least for now.

Beomgyu held the teddy bear closer to her. "Little fairy, this teddy bear wants to play with you," he said in a gentle voice. "Beomgyu stop," she muttered while working on her assignments. He sighed. Without a second thought, he made her turn around and then carried her to the living room. Woong tried to go back to her spot, but he didn't let her.

He put the teddy bear on her lap after making her sit. Within a second, she slipped into her little headspace and played with the teddy bear. He smiled at "Beomie, is this a new bear?" Letting out a soft sigh, he smiled at her. She asked with a smile. "Yes, it is. I brought the bear yesterday because it looks like it needs a friend like you." He ruffled her hair.

"Can I name it?" She looked at Beomgyu with excitement in her eyes. He nodded. "Of course." She stood up and did a little dance with the teddy bear. He smiled at her. "I will name the teddy, Dalie!" "Be careful with Dalie. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Okay, thank you Beomie!" Before running to her playroom to play with her other toys. Beomgyu followed her. "Little fairy, how old are you?" Woong stopped playing before looking at him. She made 6 with her fingers. He nodded and she went back to playing. He watched her play and even played with her for a while before dinner. "Do you want anything?" Woong thought for a second before answering. "I want spaghetti please!" "Alright, I will be in the kitchen if you need me then shout or walk to me, okay?" She nodded.

Beomgyu went to the kitchen and began to make some spaghetti for his little one. Once he was done, he called Woong. She quickly came out within a second with Dalie. She sat down in her usual seat and waited for him to serve the food. "You know the rules, no toys near the dinner." He informed her. "Oh right, sowy." He ruffled her hair. "It's okay." She quickly put Dallie in the living room. "Dalie, stay there until I finish my dinner." She pointed at the teddy bear before going back to the dining table. He let out a little laugh at her cuteness as she walked back.

"What's funny?" She asked with a confused face. Beomgyu shook his head before smiling. "Nothing, here is your dinner. Make sure to finish it all before you can play." Woong quickly dug into her spaghetti. "Don't rush, eat slowly," he told her. She nodded and slowed down.

After eating, Beomgyu washed the dishes while Woong played with her new teddy before washing up and sleeping.

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[soobsz]

🎡 Baby Boys !!!! ???

[hyukakisses]

-emo txt dating an age regressor!

pairing: ot5 txt x reader

plot: separate headcanons of txt dating an age regressor

warnings: (this was a vv old request i got asked to re write on this account), english is NOT my first language, this is a SFW one shot. fluff, cg! txt & ag! reader

soobin:

• soobin who’s always patient and making sure his tone was gentle with you, knowing how scared of loud noises you were ):

• soobin never letting you do anything by yourself, from tying your shoes to mouth feeding you

• soobin always bringing you your comfort plushie <3 knowing how anxious you get once you’re in public

• soobin who knew exactly what to do/say to comfort you after a long day of work, rubbing your back in circles using the pet name ‘bun’ he had for you in attempt of calming down your cries

beomgyu:

• beomgyu who always held onto your hand everywhere you both went, insisting you’ll get lost without him “don’t let go pup beomie has to make sure you’re safe at all times”

• beomgyu who would let you play with his dimple, you babbling about how cute it looked. gentle poking your fingers on his cheeks

• beomgyu who always gifted you teddy bears, even though he whines about how you already have him ): he just can’t say no to you wanting more plushies

• beomgyu who would always put on your favorite animes/cartoons enjoying the gasps and ooo’s you’d make pointing at the tv screen

huening kai:

• huening kai who would stop everything he was doing the moment you got sick, his care giving instincts kicking in as soon as you complain about feeling sicky :( he hated seeing you in pain

• huening kai who would cradle you to his chest, you in fetus position as you weep about how hard college is to him

• huening kai who would always catch under the bed for any ‘monsters’. the boy was pretty fearless never really expressing any emotional distress when it came to scary situations and you liked that about him

• huening kai who would buy you coloring books <3 hanging up the colored pages on the fridge proud of his little baby :(

taehyun:

• taehyun who learned to have more patience for you; often reminding you to eat and not to run around the house since you were such a ditz

• taehyun who would bounce you on his thigh as he did arm lifts <3 basking in your addicting giggles and gasps as you ramble about whatever hyperfixation you had for the month

• taehyun who use his strength for you 24/7. carrying you in bridal style to your bed, lifting you in the air so you could reach for the cookie jar all by yourself. and opening it afterwards of course

• taehyun who wouldn’t hesitate punishing you with no kisses or cuddles if you were being a brat ): as much as he loved you he wanted to make sure you always knew your place around him.

yeonjun:

• yeonjun who would tuck you to bed, reading you a goodnight story in a attempt of luring you to sleep <3 kissing your face goodnight once your eyes fluttered closed

• yeonjun who would dress you up, and tie pretty ribbons in your hair <3 pressing light like feather kisses on your knuckles once he was done

• yeonjun who would play dolls with you ): not wanting you to be lonely, he’d always set up tea parties with all your stuffies present just for you both <3

• yeonjun who would melt at your drawings you’d make for him when he was away at work, kissing you repeatedly as the male head rubbed you as a thank you ):

[kitty-agere-fics]

Naptime

Request Info - - - - TXT Masterlist

Little!Reader, Little!Beomgyu, CG!Yeonjun, CG!Soobin, CG!Taehyun, CG!Kai

Reader is 6th txt member

Yeonjun = Baba, Soobin = Dada, Taehyun = Appa, Kai = Papa

“Again,” the instructor starts the music from the beginning. A few notes are made, small critiques, little imperfections. Then, the instructor leaves, letting them work through the choreo on their own for a little bit. The second that the door closes, you throw yourself onto the floor, sobbing. You were tired from several long practice days with no time to regress. 

“Y/N,” Yeonjun sighs softly and goes over to you, kneeling beside you, “Come here, Baby,” he coos softly, “Come see Baba.”

You slowly sit up before going closer to Yeonjun. He pulls you into his lap and you lay your head on his shoulder, allowing him to stroke your hair. He gently rocks you back and forth. When he looks up, he sees Taehyun and Kai trying to comfort Beomgyu in a similar way. Yeonjun gently lifts you up, carrying you over to the others. He sets you down beside Taehyun, watching you immediately latch onto his arm. Yeonjun crosses the practice room, going over to where their water bottles are laying on the floor and picks them all up, taking them over to the rest of the group and passing them out. 

“Where did Soobin-ah go?” Yeonjun looks at Taehyun and Kai as he sits down. 

“Went to go talk to manager-nim, see if we could get at least the rest of the day off.”

“Hopefully that works. Either way, these two don’t practice anymore today,” Yeonjun sighs.

At the mention of practice, both you and Beomgyu start to whine again.

“No practice!”

“Wan home!”

“Hey, hey, hey. It’s alright, don’t cry. No more tears.” Kai reaches over and gently strokes your hair while Taehyun hugs Beomgyu. “You don’t have to practice anymore, not today. Dada went to go talk to manager-nim so we can hopefully take you two home early.” 

Both you and Beomgyu pout a little bit, but the crying (mostly) stops. Yeonjun and Taehyun gently coax the two of you into drinking a little bit of water which also helps a bit. When Soobin comes back into the room, you look up at him hopefully.

“Dada! Home now?” 

“Yes, home now. Let's go.” 

Yeonjun picks you up while Kai takes Beomgyu. Taehyun and Soobin grab everyone’s things, and then it’s time to go home. 

“Wanna pway wit Beomie at home!” You pout, making puppy eyes at your caregivers.

“Um, no. Not right when we get home. You and Beomgyu need to take naps and daddies are tired too. So it’s nap time first when we get home, okay?” 

Beomgyu agrees immediately, but you still pout. You could be very stubborn when you got your mind set on something. 

“You and Beomgyu can play after nap time okay?” Yeonjun’s voice is soft as he whispers in your ear, “It’s been a long couple of weeks, so a nap would be good for you.”

“Kaaay” you pout, but agree. 

After a bit, the car arrives at the dorm. As Yeonjun and Kai take you and Beomgyu to your separate bedrooms, you both start to whine, not wanting to be separated. 

“Noooo! Wann nap wit Sibby!” Beomgyu pouts and reaches out for you as you start to cry again.

“Let’s just take them both to Y/N’s room. They have the bigger bed.” Yeonjun sighs, looking exhausted.

Kai nods and you and Beomgyu are taken into your bedroom and tucked into your bed. Kai and Yeonjun both give you kisses and hugs. “Now it’s time to sleep, Little Ones.”

“Noo, no sleep yet!” Beomgyu pouts and looks at Yeonjun and Kai.

“Why not?” Kai sighs.

“Nee Appa an Dada kissies too!” You explain innocently, not wanting to take a nap yet.

“We’ll send them in. But then it’s nap time, got it?” Yeonjun and Kai go to the door and Yeonjun pauses, waiting for a response. Both of you nod.

Part two: Playdate, now posted

[lullabytaeyong]

Baby blue beomgyu 🩵🎐

[yourlocalmoon]

I JUST THOUGHT OF ANOTHER REQUEST!! this might be a little much.. and if it is you can 100% ignore this one, it's kindve two moodboards?.. a little!beomgyu (txt) moodboard & cg!yeonjun (txt) moodboard? a little & cg pair <3

YOO I'VE ACTUALLY BEEN THINKING ABOUT DOING DUO MOODBOARDS :3 BUT LIKE TWO CAREGIVERS KIND OF THING- Anyway here ya go!! <3 wait I'm not sure if this is what you wanted now that i read the request again?? WERE THEY SUPPOSED TO BE SEPARATE??-

Duo txt agere moodboard !!

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[illyslilly]

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　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ my acct !!

ㅤ*ೃ ✧•*⁀➷ illy { ill🤒 • eee😁}

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new agere!! since july 2024>_<

ㅤshe ﾉ her | big age seventeen

ㅤ have no cg >_<  ꩜ˋૢ༉‧₊

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[tyunpuppy]

Masterlist~

TyunPuppy’s masterlist for Agere edits

Edits:

TXT

Yeonjun: 🐣 🐼

Soobin: 🌙 🦊

Beomgyu: 🧸 💤

Taehyun: 💤 🎂

HueningKai: 💀

ZB1:

Zhang Hao: 🩷

Ricky: 🛏️

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TXT:

🍪🏠, 🐼, 🎢, 🩹, 🧸

[heemelody]

hiii im sam, 21 y/o, an age regressor (2-6) & college student/writer :3 my ult grps r loona zb1 & txt sooo i’ll mainly write for them but also le sserafim (minus eunchae), aespa, nct (all units except wish), red velvet n maybe a few others. my ult biases r heejin chuu jiwoong n beomgyu. here is my main (kinda nsfw so be careful !! >_<)

☆ byf:: no nsfw . agere writing only . primarily little!reader/cg!idol works but i’m ok w/ some little!idol reqs . if i don’t want to or if ur rude i’ll jst delete ur ask , so pls be nice ^_^

☆ requests: closed . soft hours: open.

☆ masterlists coming soon !!

[riikive]

CHOI BEOMGYU

ongoing. [ ♪ ] finished. [ ♬ ] discontinued. [ ♩ ] hurt/comfort. [ ✉ ] suggestive. [ ☄ ] others. [ ⤹ ]

ONESHOTS & DRABBLES

☆ overworking again [ ✉, agere, little space ] ➤

☆ started with a parcel at the wrong address ☆ [ ✉, next-door neighbor au ] ➤

☆ sukidakara [ ✉, high school au ] ➤

SERIES

☆ lovesong [ ♪, ✉, ☄, ⤹ ] ➤

[littletxt]

okay, i’m back with little beomgyu x cg reader again.

beomgyu and reader got into an argument/fight and reader got so mad that she left the house. this made beomgyu scared till he regresses.

(at this rate, i think i’m angst anon🥺)

~🌙

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FEM-READER | ANGST

Warnings- mentions of alcohol/intoxication/swears

Wc: 2k+

Taglist: @pinkheadflowers @sweetiehyuka @woonie-muffin @desatando-me @ethie @djdudjdjkw @chariottie @kiki-woo @pastel-princess-please

This is better…

“You’re already going back on tour next week! How is it so hard for you to comprehend that I just wanted time with you? Was that not important enough to remember?”, you didn’t know when you’d started to raise your voice at him, all you could feel was how hot your ears were burning, spreading, boiling through your cheeks, your whole face as the anger you felt festered from the ground up. In reality, it wasn’t really anger; you were hurt, you felt betrayed. And nothing else could make you feel so small.

“Y/n! Are you kidding me? I already apologized!!”, your boyfriend snapped, throwing his favorite flannel off and onto the back of the couch, the relentless heat not doing anything to help his mood. Beomgyu was mad. And he rarely got MAD. Not to mention he was drunk and he’d dealt with you calling him all night when he was already out, already with the guys, already unable to do anything about what he felt was just a mistake that he’d have to take care of later. It wasn’t as if he purposely planned to hang out with the guys over the plans he’d made with you. It had honestly slipped his mind. Usually understanding himself, it didn’t sit well with him how you couldn’t do the same and he was frankly exhausted.

Drinks with the guys was how he celebrated a successful first tour, finally being home again, though it wouldn’t be for long since the tour was far from over yet, and seeing his friends again after being away for an entire month. Of course, he wanted to do the same with you; his love, his world. He wanted to share his happiness and cling to you for dear life to recharge his energy after being away and working so hard for so long. When Heeseung called him out to meet up, I’m a word, he got excited. Beomgyu had just wanted to share his adventures on tour in America with his closest buddies, relax and have a drink.

So, yeah. It slipped his mind that he’d planned to go out for dinner with you that night. Why you were upset wasn’t a mystery. But the only thing your boyfriend could do more was get down on his knees, beg and kiss your feet after apologizing so many times. There was no way he could go back and undo it, yet you couldn’t let it go, it made him a little frustrated to say the least.

The way he raised his voice at you, even though it was simply a response to you doing the same, was all too much. Tearing up, your car keys scraped loudly against the counter as you grabbed them and turned to leave with the bitter aftertaste of heartbreak.

“Where are you going?? Y/n, don’t do this. Come on!”, Beomgyu’s words slurred as he dizzily trudged toward the door to stop you. Admittedly, he’d drank a little more than he should have. So, how he’d stop you, he didn’t know. But it didn’t matter, he was met with a door slamming shut and a spear through the heart.

“Y/n…”, he turned his back against the door, the white walls that surrounded him spinning far too much to try to run after you. Tangling his fingers through his hair as he pushed his bangs from his sweaty forehead, he felt that awful, familiar stinging as tears flooded his vision. Was he really this pissed? No… he wasn’t. He felt like a disappointment.

How could he have forgotten and put you off this way? You were constantly on his mind when he was away, wishing you’d have gone with him. But when he comes back he goes out and gets drunk instead of making up for lost time with you.

“Good job, dumbass.”, he croaked, hot tears free-falling as he lowered his head, “You really fucked it up this time…”

You’d never took off like this before and he wasn’t sure where you went or if you’d ever come back. But of course, you would. Your things were still there, after all. But what if that was the only reason you’d come back…

“Please, no…”, he sniffled, trying hopelessly to rub the tears away as they came. Using the somehow slippery door handle, he dragged himself to his feet to search for his phone. If he had to apologize a million more times he would, he couldn’t just let you go like this.

How hard could it be to find a phone?? Apparently pretty damn hard since he’d torn through everything in his bag, his jacket, the decorative bowls on the counters and came up empty handed. Finally, at a loss, he stumbled to the bedroom you shared after pacing a groove into the dark wood floors of your apartment for what felt like hours. You were gone. He was all alone.

“Mommy hates me??”, shrinking into a puddle on the floor, Gyu hugged his knees, feeling the tears coming again, this time he feared they’d never stop. They splattered the knees of his worn jeans, a steady stream dripping from his chin as he sobbed out his heart.

The world felt to big, too scary. And his mommy left him all alone cuz he made you mad. Grabbing at himself; his chest, his arms he tried to hold himself tightly to combat the tight aching in his chest, his breath becoming frantic as the air around him thinned. With nothing left to do, he climbed into bed and fitted himself into his small pile of plushies. Caring little about the oven-like heat, he clutched the first one he could get his hands on. As he squeezed it tighter to his chest, doing his best and failing at self soothing, your scent reached him. It smelt of you.

“Mommyy-“, he choked out, sobbing harder, almost wailing into the fluff of the poor stuffed animal he was squeezing the life out of.

~

Walking down the isles of the 24 hour convenience store, under the harsh fluorescent lights, you found yourself struggling not to cry. What was all of this fighting for. Yelling at him? Was that really necessary?? He worked himself tirelessly, practicing when he wasn’t performing, constantly socializing and running himself ragged. You could forgive one of the most caring and attentive people you knew for being exhausted, couldn’t you? The poor thing was probably drained completely, your little introverted baby. He probably hadn’t regressed since the last time he had with you. It was something he needed.

Sighing to yourself, you grabbed some icy cold strawberry milk from the refrigerator and a pack of gummy bears before making your way back home. Wishing desperately that you could drive a little faster, you cursed the rainy season and your wind-wipers, the red traffic lights blurring through the smears and thudding splatter as they swished back and forth.

The door hadn’t been locked, to your relief. So, anxiously you turned the handle, only hoping he wasn’t still angry with you. But suddenly you began to wish he had been rather than being greeted with the heart-rendering weeping that filled your ears as you bit your cheek and latched the front door behind you.

No matter how much he cried, mommy still wasn’t there to hold him. Beomgyu had soaked through his plushy completely with snot, sweat and tears, but he couldn’t bring himself to move from the uncomfortable sticky, wetness, where it still smelled of you most. Whenever he regressed he completely lost concept of time. He couldn’t tell if it’d been hours or not even one since his mommy left him.

“Come back…”, his voice was hoarse from wailing and sobbing so loudly, terrified he was left alone forever, the world so scary without his mommy there to hold him.

He didn’t hear you come in or close the door. Nor did he hear your footsteps and the sharp inhale you took upon seeing his trembling figure curled up small amidst all the plushies you’d ever bought him. Though his heart was aching so deeply, his head was still in a floaty space and without you, it was so much more frightening than pleasant.

The yelp he let out when you broke into his headspace, slipping your arms around him as you lay in bed, your body circling his, it caused almost a physical pain. This wasn’t how you wanted things to go, how his first regression in so long should have went. With him feeling abandoned and panic-stricken due to your lack of understanding. Though it was both of your responsibilities, the fight, you couldn’t help but feel remorse.

“Mommy?!”, he practically shrieked, scrambling to face you and make himself small in your arms as close as he could possibly get until the two of you were molded together in a tangle of limbs. Neither of you cared what you’d been mad about anymore, only that you were together, unwilling to be a single centimeter apart until further notice.

“I’m right here, baby. Mommy loves you so so much…”

After some time, the sobs slowed to sniffles and Beomie nudged his face further against your chest wanting to smell the real thing instead of his silly plushy (sorry plushy).

“How are you feeling, baby bear??”, you lighting scratched your fingers against the back of his head, a little secret trick that always worked to soothe your precious puppy.

“Hungy.”, Beomie mumbled into your shirt, refusing to be separated from your body, still feeling a bit as if you’d disappear at any moment. A bit of warmth spread back through your body along with a smile, filling your baby’s tummy was something you could always do.

“You know that means we gotta get up, right, baby bear?”, your soft chuckle drifted into a sigh. Baby bear snuggles were your favorite but a happy tummy was good from preventing grumpy baby bear and you’d do just about anything to calm his anxieties after sending them through the roof.

The cutest little whines and grumbles poured from said baby bear as he squirmed to get impossibly closer, messing his purple hair in the process.

“What are you? My ravenous, feral baby bear??”, you tickled at his side.

“No, ‘m not!!”, he squealed away from your tickles.

“What kind of baby bear are you then??”, you pulled him back to your chest with a playful grin reaching ear to ear.

“Mmmmm… panda bear??”, Beomie giggled, red flooding his cheeks as he kicked his feet, still squirming away, knowing you were probably far from done with the tickle attack.

“With all this purple hair???”, you laughed, nipping at his ear through the wild mop of purple fluff on his head. Gasping, he reached for his favorite plushy and wedged it between you.

“Ryan bear!!”, he gave one of his usual, soft tee-hee’s and looked up expectantly with a sparkle in his red and puffy, boba eyes.

“I think you’re my Beomie bear”, kissing his forehead you brushed at his unruly, grape hair unable to stop yourself from beaming. All you’d been wishing for was to have time with him, to hold him and hear his sweet giggles after missing him so much.

Once you finally managed to drag yourselves out of bed, and through the picky bickering of your little who was still figuring out what he wanted to eat, you sat in front of the television, feeding your happily wiggling baby bear. After his tummy was full, he was back in your lap, cooling air from an oscillating fan blowing over the two of you in waves. Leaning against you, he sat in silence, feeling guilty, emotions creeping back on him.

“Sorry we didn’t go out, mommy…”, nuzzling into the side of your neck, he brought his arms close to his chest, trying to be smaller in your embrace. You cooed at how soft he could be, how sweet and sensitive, you’d never let him be sad. Holding him tightly, you yourself couldn’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be. You could always talk about things another day but you’d never get this moment back.

“That’s okay, baby…this is better.”

🧸Endnote: Gahhhhh this one really 💔💔💔 my poor Gyuie baby. Why can’t I let you be happy? Hah it’s okay tho 🥺 mommy will make it all better. 🌙🌙🌙 Really my fav anonieee I always thought I hated writing angst but honestly I live for it and can hardly write without a little bit of drama hehe. My first Beomgyu fic since Birthday Baby Bear!! Did I do your request justice 🥲?? Love you love you love you! Have you guys heard Ring???? It’s one of the new songs for TXT’s Japanese gbgb comeback!!

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[kitty-agere-fics]

little!ot5 with caregiver reader where hueningkai is a headspace on 2-3 while the other boys are 4 and up but hueningkai refuses to except this and tries to act older but ultimately hurts himself in someway so reader and ot4 have show him that it’s ok to be younger

Here! Enjoy! ~ KITTY

It's Okay

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CG!Reader, Little!OT5

(Reader is called CeeGee as a nickname for CareGiver)

TW: blood (only mentioned)

"I wanna too!" Kai whines as he see the craft the others are working on. He crosses his arms and pouts. "Pwease?"

"Kai-Kai, you can't," Yeonjun looks at the maknae, "CeeGee said not let you because you to small today."

"Can color with us! Here!" Taehyun smiles and hands Kai some paper and crayons.

Kai pouts, but accepts the paper and crayons. He colors for a bit, but the bright colored handles of the scissors catch his attention. When the other boys go into the kitchen, where you're preparing a snack, Kai is momentarily left alone.

All of the other boys are clamoring to show you what they mad. You laugh at their energy.

"Set them on the table and go clean up real fast, okay? Then you can have your snack."

They all agree and run back to the living room. A moment of quiet. And it doesn't last long.

"CeeGee!"

You run into the living room as you hear Beomgyu shout. You see the boys having started to clean up except Yeonjun and Kai. Yeonjun is holding a pair of kids scissors in his hand. Kai has a cut on his arm.

"What happened?" You frown, highly doubting that any of the boys would have done this to Kai, but preparing for anything.

"Kai-Kai had da scissors when we came out!" Taehyun replies, "Junnie told him you say no, but he didn't listen!"

You nod. That sounded right. You sigh, "Give me the scissors, Junnie."

Yeonjun carefully hands you the scissors and you go to put them on the kitchen. You come back to the living room.

"Finish cleaning up. Be careful," you instruct. The boys nod. You gently half drag, half lead Kai down the hall into the bathroom to clean up the cut.

"Why were you playing with the scissors, Kiddo?" You frown.

"Wanna do da craft too!" Kai pouts and looks down at his lap. "No mean to cut myself."

"You can't use the scissors by yourself when you're this little, Kai. If you'd have asked me, I would've come and helped you do the craft after I was finished getting the snack ready."

"Da others get to do it alone!" He tries to cross his arms but can't since you have a grip on his wrist.

"Don't move. This will take longer if you move," I caution. "And the others get to do it alone because they aren't as little as you are."

"I not little! I big!"

I bandage his hand and shake my head. "Sweetheart, you're acting really little right now."

"I'm not," he pouts stubbornly. He crosses his arms across his chest and tries to get up to leave the room. "Wanna go play, CeeGee."

"Go play, then, Kiddo." You watch him run out of the room.

Kai goes out to play with the other boys and asks to play with them.

"Can't play, Kai-Kai. I sorry." Tahyun gives Kai a sympathetic look, but the younger just pouts.

Kai runs off, closing his door while crying. You enter the room right at that point.

"Boys…" You sigh.

"He's too small for the game CeeGee." Soobin explains with a small pout. "Didn't wanna make him cry."

"I know you didn't. He's just having a hard day." Your voice is gentle. You want them to know what's going on, but you don't want to upset any of the boys.

"Will paci and pushie help?" Beomgyu looks up at you.

You think a moment. "You can try, but he might not like that."

Beomgyu nods and runs off. When you here more crying, you instruct the other boys to stay put.

You go down the hall and hear Kai vehemently denying that he's "that little," you sigh and enter the room. You go over to Kai and Beomgyu.

"Whats wrong, you two?"

"Gyu-Gyu think I in babyspace!" Kai pouts.

"Kai, Gyu just wants to help you. Come here." You gently coax him into a hug. He nuzzles into you.

"It's okay if you're in babyspace Kai."

Beomgyu chimes in, trying to help, "Uh huh! I do babyspace sometimes! An CeeGee an Junnie an Binnie an Tyunnie an you all fine wit it!"

"Not in babyspace! I kidspace!" He puts his thumb into his mouth as he pouts.

You gently pull his thumb from his mouth. "Don't do that. You don't wanna hurt yourself on accident."

He pouts, but let's you put the paci in his mouth. He cuddles into you. Beomgyu hugs Kai.

"We can play different game so you can play, Kai-Kai!"

Kai nods after a bit and let's Beomgyu pull him out of the room to go convince the others to play a simpler game. You follow and watch the other boys all fussing over Kai, not wanting him to be sad.

The other boys all spend the rest of the day playing with Kai and encouraging him to ask you for help when he needs it. Each time you see this, it causes you to smile.

Towards the end of the day, Kai comes up to you.

"CeeGee?"

"Hm, what's up?"

"CeeGee, I sorry. I bein difficult today," he pouts a bit.

You shake your head and embrace him. "You don't need to say sorry for that, Kai. You just need to remember that it's okay if you aren't as big as the other boys are. Okay? Oh, and you need to be careful. No more accidents because you're trying to act older than you are."

"I know, CeeGee. I will."

"Good. That's good." You smile. "C'mon, let's go get you ready for bed."

[lullabytaeyong]

Lonesome - R!Yeonjun 🌧️

Summary: Yeonjun struggles with his negative emotions that needs to be balanced with his outside image and work life.

Tags: Light Angst, Crying, Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 2.5k

Yeonjun didn’t feel right. He hadn’t felt right for the last two weeks if he was honest with himself. His mood was off, dulled down and declining. He felt lethargic and silently overwhelmed. There was a growing awareness of his own presence and how his emotions affected the people around him. It made each morning a little harder to face than the last. All he wanted was to hide away.

At night, when he laid down to rest or play on his phone, he felt scared. He wasn’t sure why, he just did. Maybe it was the tiring hours of work and schedules. Maybe it was because he was hiding something (his problems) from the people around him, who he knew loved him. It was likely that they could tell something was up. Either way, Yeonjun felt stuck inside his head, too frightened that he would be rejected if he reached out for support.

Yeonjun felt weak minded for wanting to hide instead of fight through what he was feeling. It was embarrassing, since he was always looking for the next goal to accomplish, the next dance to master or photo shoot to ace. Choi Yeonjun “was perfect at everything.” How dare he struggle when everything comes so easily to him. Except, nothing came that easily to him. Doing what he did didn’t come easily to anyone. People seemed to forget that sometimes. But still, it’s how they saw him, and he couldn’t break from the mold of their expectations. He was trapped.

A small voice in his heart wanted to shout at the cameras. To yell, “Stop looking at me! I’m not perfect and never will be! Go away!!” He felt so alone and so analyzed all the time, which he beat himself up for because he knew logically that it wasn’t true. The rest of the boys felt the same way he did at one point or another. Yet, that didn’t bring Yeonjun any comfort. It made him want to pull away further, to keep his issues from weighing them down.

So, he shut himself in his room that night, skipping his much needed shower and skincare. He groaned and knelt down to dig through a pile of clothes on his floor for something to sleep in. Clean underwear at the very least. Everything there was dirty. Fine, he would just ditch the idea of pajama pants and sleep in the underwear he wore all day. He couldn’t be bothered to find it gross because he sweat a lot that day, he didn’t care. No one slept in his bed but him anyway.

Yeonjun scowled and chewed his lips as he puttered around his room, lowering the speed of his fan, kicking an old towel away from his door so he didn’t trip and finally flopped into bed. He tried to breathe in the comforting homey smell of his pillow, but found his chest tight enough to be noticeable. He couldn’t get the faces of their back up dancers out of his head, the way they watched him mess up three times in a row. The eye roll Soobin did that he wasn’t supposed to see. He got in the way of their progress. Kai was encouraging as ever, but it only made him feel more ashamed.

There was a pit in his stomach that kept getting bigger. Yeonjun failed to fight it off on his own and caved, letting it swallow him whole. On coming tears burned behind his closed eyes and slowly leaked out, as he stifled his sniffling. The weird emotions were amplified by his tears and pushed him further into a scary feeling of vulnerability. He was all alone on a sinking ship.

Yeonjun rubbed his face on his pillow to dry it, but it was no use. The tears weren’t stopping, and now, his tummy felt funny. Yeonjun laid there on his side, helpless and small as he sank into a different type of mindset. He bit down on the insides of his cheeks to stop a building sob, but ended up sputtering one out anyway. That really broke the flood gates.

Beomgyu was finishing up moisturizing his face and inspecting a small blemish next to his nose when he heard it. He listened carefully to figure out if whoever was crying so audibly was alone or not, and removed his plush headband when the crying got louder. He immediately realized it was coming from the eldest’s room. The other three were still up and messing around in the kitchen. Yeonjun never cried like that. It made Beomgyu nervous.

“Hyung..” He said, knocking lightly on the door. The only response he got was a sob that sounded vaguely muffled. He spoke again and decided that he needed to go in with or without permission, because something was very wrong.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Beomgyu asked carefully, his head poking into the room from the hall. He spotted Yeonjun on his bed in a disheveled state and approached.

Usually, Yeonjun (or anyone for that matter) would have responded by that point, but all he did was curl up on himself and kick the wall that was flush against one side of his bed. Anxiety and frustration was pouring from his body and Beomgyu could almost feel it. He was caught off guard by the noises Yeonjun made, his whining, sobbing and sniffling. It was so unlike him.

“Hyung, are you okay? Well, clearly not, but you know what I mean…” Beomgyu tried getting through to him again.

Yeonjun couldn’t find his words and tried to reconnect his brain to his mouth but failed. He felt so small with Beomgyu now in the room, sounding calm, grounded and grown up, compared to his frantic, childish crying. His lip trembled as he tried, once again, to compose himself. He expected Beomgyu to laugh at him. How ridiculous did it look to see a grown man blubbering and crying the way he was? Yeonjun wasn’t a toddler, he had emotional regulation skills, but they were out of reach.

Beomgyu sensed his disorientation and took a seat quietly next to him on the bed. He couldn’t figure out how to help Yeonjun unless he spoke up, but he also knew he wasn’t going to leave him alone in such a state of distress. When he got settled, Yeonjun surprised him by flipping over from one side to the other in order to wrap his arms around his thigh, clinging to it like a koala bear. He sobbed against Beomgyu’s leg, as the younger gently combed through his hair with his fingers, accepting that he would let Yeonjun do whatever he needed in order to feel better, within reason.

“It’s okay. You’ll be okay.” Beomgyu murmured. By then, Yeonjun’s noise caught the attention of everyone else and they had gathered at the door, looking in with concerned faces that silently asked Beomgyu to tell them what was wrong. He shrugged minutely and shook his head. He didn’t know the answer.

“Im-hmmm! N-Nnot can’t- M’not em-enoughh-hh!” Yeonjun babbled all together, tears still falling and sobs interrupting himself.

“What was that?” Beomgyu asked delicately, tilting his head to hear better.

“I dunno!!” Yeonjun cried. Beomgyu took to rubbing his back, as Soobin entered the room.

“Hyung, I know this is kind of personal but…are you small right now?” Soobin said softly. At that moment, everything started to make a little more sense to Yeonjun’s brain. He was small.

Yeonjun felt scared, vulnerable and confused. It was a combined response to the stress of his life making him regress while feeling so mentally exhausted. His body didn’t feel right, neither did his clothes. Everything was too big and complex for him to process fully. He needed to be taken care of. Given a chance to recharge without his responsibilities dwelling on him.

Soobin watched Yeonjun nod against Beomgyu’s leg and made a quick plan to get him relaxed and well rested. Yeonjun didn’t share much about his regression with his friends. They knew after he told them randomly after a fan meet, because he started to get noticeably spaced out and easily confused. Other than a handful of times, he kept it all private. On occasion he’d lay with Kai or Soobin in the living room to watch a movie with a teether in his mouth, or get caught spilling juice. Yeonjun was wary with how much of himself he let them see.

Soobin took Beomgyu’s place and helped Yeonjun sit up to get some air in his lungs. He sent the youngest’s off to get him something to drink, and told Beomgyu where Yeonjun’s little supplies were. Yeonjun tried to refuse their help, stubbornly pulling away from Soobin’s gentle hands and whining grumpily. He didn’t force him to do anything, except stay where he was. Yeonjun had a tendency to run away and hide before anyone could see him so vulnerable. Soobin worried he might hurt himself or something if he did.

“I know, Junnie. We just want to help you.”

“No!” Yeonjun yelled, angry at their kindness for about three seconds before devolving into tears again.

Kai and Taehyun returned with a bottle of water, the cap already unscrewed, a snack and box of tissues. Then they left to give him privacy. Beomgyu stayed behind, due to Yeonjun’s panicked mumbling when he went to leave.

“Drink some water, please.” Soobin told him after pouring the water into one of the sippy cups Yeonjun hoarded in a shoe box. Yeonjun refused.

“You need to, I promise it will help.” Beomgyu said. That worked for some reason. Yeonjun took the white cup and put the green spout in his mouth. He laid against Soobin's side, suddenly tired as he sipped.

"That's better, hm? We need to keep you hydrated." Soobin murmured. Yeonjun sniffled and hmphed.

"Here's you doggy, arf arf!" Beomgyu pulled a white puppy stuffie with brown spots out of the box and held it out for him to take.

Yeonjun's lit up and he snatched the dog from Beomgyu's hand. The soft fur, although dingy from years of love, felt familiar and soothing in his hands.

"Do you want to eat?" Soobin asked a minute later.

Yeonjun looked down at his lap without giving a response. His feelings of failure and inadequacy still lingered. He didn't feel like he earned it. So, he shook his head and curled up a little in on himself. Beomgyu shared a concerned look with Soobin and frowned.

"You really should, these are so yummy. I think it's the last pack left." Beomgyu tried to convince him. Nothing.

"Why not?" Soobin asked. Yeonjun glanced his way and mumbled out a response.

"Cause m'not hungry."

"Okay, how about you try a couple bites in a few minutes." Soobin compromised. Yeonjun nodded compliantly and took another sip.

Now that he had something in his mouth, he was able to even out his breathing and calm down. Soobin stayed right by his side, like a sturdy gaurd, always ready to fight off anything that may try to get to Yeonjun. Beomgyu looked through more of his things and found a soft cow plush that Yeonjun got himself as a birthday present.

"Does your puppy want a friend?" He asked playfully, "Moo, Moooo!!" Beomgyu's cow impression sounded more like a strange wolf, as he moved the toys head to make it look like it was howling.

"Moo Moo." Yeonjun pouted, making a lazy grabby hand. He sighed delightfully when Moo Moo was reunited with his Puppy. They were friends.

"You named it Moo Moo?" Soobin asked, smiling softly.

"Mhm. Cow." Yeonjun practically whispered. If there was one thing he like most when he was little, it was animals.

Yeonjun would scroll through hundreds of pictures of all sorts of animals on different dedicated blogs when he was small. He loved to name them as he went, eventually building up quite the repertoire. Sometimes his little self popped into his head when doing mundane tasks, like riding too and from hybe, and got giddy to see advertisements for zoo's. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to contain himself if he ever went to one. Little Yeonjun would be running wild.

"That's right. What's this one?" Soobin asked, taking an adult sized pacifier out of the box.

"A kitty." Yeonjun murmured, eyeing the pink design on the white plastic.

"You're so smart, baby. Good boy."

Yeonjun looked sharply up at Soobin with wide, red tinted eyes and felt the first brick of his worries being lifted from his shoulders. Then it struck him that if that warranted a "good boy" maybe nothing else he did that day really mattered. No one called him a good boy for talking like an adult in all the grown up interactions he had that day. But, he tried so, so hard all day long. Before he knew it he was crying again.

"W-Wait, don't cry! It's okay, Junnie." Soobin said, as Beomgyu tried to coax the paci into Yeonjun's mouth. He took it between his teeth but didn't suck on it.

"Shhh Shhhhh." Beomgyu hushed, crawling up the bed to get a little bit closer to Yeonjun.

"Can you tell us what's wrong, please?"

Yeonjun blubbered and quieted down, sucking on his paci, which evened out his breathing. Soobin stroked his hair patiently until he was finally able to get some comprehensible words out. He started by murmuring about how unhappy he was in his head, then about the dance practice that left him insecure and ashamed. Of course, it went more like, "a-and dancers angryyy at me!"

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry you've been having a hard time. I don't blame you for getting so overwhelmed." Soobin said thoughtfully, as Yeonjun sniffled and rubbed his face against his arm.

"Thank you for telling us. I know that was hard. But, there's no need to worry anymore because we'll take care of you all night long." Beomgyu said quietly. "You can let all those thoughts go away for awhile."

Yeonjun nodded. Getting the things that had been causing him stress out of his brain made him feel a lot better. Now, he was exhausted. He didn't want to move a muscle, but Soobin insisted on getting his teeth clean first. So, the tallest carried Yeonjun to the bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet lid to help him brush his teeth. He went slowly, letting the eldest bask in the comfort of being doted on and taken care of so closely.

"That'll do it, spit the toothpaste out." Soobin instructed. Yeonjun spat into the sink, getting the minty foam all over his chin.

"Oh dear, messy little guy." Soobin smiled, wiping his face clean for him. The playful pet name made Yeonjun's cheeks go pink.

Yeonjun was carried back to his room and laid back in bed with Beomgyu by his side. He wanted him to stay, and since he was smaller than Soobin, it would be a better fit. They checked for monsters under the bed and read a story that made it harder for Yeonjun to keep his eyes open. He held onto his sippy cup and let Beomgyu's voice lull him to sleep. Soobin made sure to get him tucked in with a goodnight kiss before leaving the two alone. Beomgyu silently admired Yeonjun beside him and hoped he knew how much they cared about him. He hoped he could feel it with every hug they gave him, or tissue to dry his eyes with. To them, he was precious.

[mzmezzler]

Finger Paint - Fem!Reader (sfw)

shortlist: little!Beomgyu, CG!reader, fluff, sfw, established littlespace.

word count: 678

summary: Beomgyu decides he wants to paint you with the "paint" you always use.

a/n: I just thought this was cute. Very self indulgent tbh since cgl fics are so a bit scarce in kpop fandoms. Especially for certain groups. Anyway I don’t go into depth on age and I’m probably writing his dialogue too old, but idk I tried. Please note: I am a primarily nsfw blog with occasional sfw that are labelled as such.

Any and all feedback is appreciated :)

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"Mama, Mama! Come ere' I made you something. " You turn to the voice echoing through the hall and smile.

Beomgyu comes bouncing through the halls, and into sight. His hair bounced with every step and you could tell from the glint in his eyes he was hiding something.

"That's so sweet love, what made you want to make me a gift?" You ask while drying of your hands and turning to the boy.

The brunette shifts on his feet, "W-well you're always so pretty and nice, so Gyu wanted to show you how pretty you are!"

"Aw love that's wonderful, do you wanna show me?" You urge.

Nodding his head, Beomgyu grabs your free hand and pulls you towards your shared room. You were smiling so wide at the excited look on his face. Always a little who's been playful, Beomgyu's have been nothing short of adorable since the first.

Stopping at the frame of the room the little turns towards you, and shields you view of the room. "Mama you gotta close your eyes, it won't be as pretty if you don't!" He whispers.

"Ok baby, I'll close them" You chuckle.

Once your eyes are closed Beomgyu grabs you hand and leads you into the room. He leads you up to what seems to be at the desk and bends down to pick up something.

"Ok Mama, you can open you eyes now." 

Blinking your eyes open, you register Beomgyu's beaming smile and a large piece of paper in his grasp. It's a messy portrait of you, but it's endearing how well he got your birthmarks and toothy grin. However, it's when you notice the scattered bits of makeup littered about the floor and desk that make your face fall.

Quickly noticing your mood change, the little's eyes widen as he lowers the drawing in his hands.

"Uh- Beommie did you use my makeup to make your drawing?" You softly ask.

Nodding his head, Beomgyu fully lowers the drawing. "Doesn't Mama draw on herself?" The boy tilts his head, trying to process his mistake. "Gyu thought it'd be pretty if he used the crayons Mama uses so it could look jus' like her." He continues.

Sighing to yourself, you take the paper from the boy and pull him in for a tight hug, "Thank you Beommie, but you can't use Mama's makeup like that. It's for her face. Like how Gyu's crayons are only for paper honey." You soothe. 

You can feel the boy nod against your shoulder, and you  press a kiss to the side of his head. "What am I gonna do with you bug?" You lightly sigh. 

"Mama can let Gyu draw on her!" The little gasps.

Pulling away to give you a wide grin as if he wasn't just upset, the boy starts to pick up the products littered about the room. Looking back at you, he points to the desk chair with a determined stare, "Chair Mama."

With raised eyebrows you sit and watch while your makeup collection is reassembled in haphazard piles. 

Once it's all gathered Beongyu taps a blush brush on his temple, feigning a serious face, as if he's assessing the canvas of his next masterpiece.

"Humph, Mama doesn' need much but Beommie will make her loads prettier than normal" He murmurs.

Ignoring the mirror beside you, you feel a powder being swiped across your lid with one finger while the boy applies eyeliner to your crease saying  he "doesn't wanna poke you". 

Moving to your cheeks, Beomgyu looks between two pans, tapping a finger on his lips before choosing the cream and smears it around the apples of your cheeks. Next you hear the tale tell pop of a lipstick and the boy gently lines your lips like he's trying not to color outside of the lines. Nodding to himself, Beomgyu takes a few steps back. 

Now with a brush behind his ear and most of his fingers stained, Beomgyu claps his hands and faces the mirror towards you, "Do you like Mama?" He whispers.

"I love it."