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minminyoonjii · 2 years

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Please do more ot8 x reader headcannon! Especially of little!reader stuff. I can never find any of skz and they are my comfort when small. Maybe you could do one where the reader finally calls them by a name (daddy, papa, mommy, oppa. Etc). And maybe it could be hinted at poly ot8 so each person has their own name?

Ahhh I just love your writing

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💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 2.2K

Bang Chan

"Channie," you whispered, cupping his cheeks. Chan groaned, squinting at you "Baby, what are you doing up this early?" he rasped, wrapping his arms around your waist. You pursed your lips "Wanna play with Channie, it's already morning," you said, bouncing on his torso. Chan chuckled, sitting up "Aww, did my baby decide to slip?" he asked, brushing the knots out of your hair. You nodded, "Hurry Channie, the sun is going soon," you said, patting his bare chest. He cooed, "Baby, the sun barely came up," he said, checking the time. You huffed your cheeks "Still," you whined, squirming on his lap. He chuckled, "Okay baby, let's wash up and I'll prepare our breakfast after," he said, carrying you around his hip.

You giggled, "Thank you, daddy," you said, kissing his cheek. Chan froze in place, eyes widened. Your breath hitched, feeling the shift in tension. "I didn't mean to, Chris," you said, choking up on the lump in your throat. Chan winced, "Baby, do you want to call me daddy?" he asked, noticing your tear-brimmed lashes. You nodded, tucking your face into his neck. Chan smiled, "You can call me that, little one," he reassured, rubbing your back. You perked your head "Really?" you asked meekly. He chuckled, setting you on the bathroom counter "Of course, I've been waiting for this day for a long while," he admitted, kissing your forehead. You let out a shaky exhale "Daddy?" you whispered, looking up at him. He booped your nose, "Yes, little one?" he asked, smiling down at you.

Lee Minho

"Cupcake, where are you?" Minho chuckled, looking around the living room. You giggled, "Not here," you said, hiding behind the curtains. Minho gasped, "Why thank you for letting me know, talking curtain," he said, checking behind the sofa. You covered your mouth, heart pounding within your chest as Minho walked closer. "Where could my little cupcake be?" he questioned, placing his hands by his waist. You held your breath when Minho checked the curtains beside you "Not here either," he sighed, walking away. You released your breath, making a loud exhale. "Oh cupcake, is that you?" Minho asked, turning his gaze back towards the curtains. You shook your head, moving the curtains as well.

Minho chuckled under his breath "Well, if that isn't my cupcake. I guess I'll have to finish the bibimbap I made," he hummed, walking towards the kitchen. You came out of the curtains, tripping over the stray fabric with a loud thud. Minho gasped, rushing towards you "Cupcake, are you alright?" he asked, checking your body for blooming bruises. You held your knee, tears spilling down your cheek "Mama, it hurts," you wailed. Minho hit the curtain, "There, mama hit the curtain for hurting you," he said, smacking the stray fabric. You giggled, smacking the fabric as well. Minho smiled, "Come here, mama will heal you right up," he said, lifting you up. You wiped your tears with your sleeve "Mama heal boo-boo?" you asked, looking at him. Minho smiled, kissing your tears away "Mama will heal all your boo-boos'," he said, looking for the first aid kit.

Seo Changbin

"Agi-ah, it's time to wake up," he whispered, brushing your hair away from your face. You huffed your cheeks, "No," you whined, turning away from him. Changbin chuckled, "Don't you want to start the day, agi?" he asked, poking your sides. You thumped your feet against the bed, pulling the blankets over your head. Changbin cooed, "Aww, are you doing your cranky bunny thumps?" he asked, patting your bum. You huffed, facing him "Don't wanna wake up," you grumbled, holding your plushie tight. Changbin chuckled, "I know agi but it's getting close to lunchtime already," he said, stroking your hair. You furrowed your eyebrows "Don't want lunch," you mumbled, covering your face.

Changbin's eyes widened, "Why don't you want lunch, agi-ah?" he asked, pulling the blankets covering your face. You averted your gaze "Big me said no," you whispered, tucking your face behind your plushie. Changbin's breath hitched, "Did they really say no?" he asked, lowering the plushie. You gulped, nodding your head. He frowned, "Little ones like you need to eat to stay healthy," he explained, pulling you out of your blanket cocoon. You frowned, "But big me said no, baba," you whispered, lying against his chest. Changbin gulped, and his heart ached at your tone. "Baba will talk to big you afterwards, but for now, can you come down for lunch with us?" he asked, cradling your body. You pursed your lips, "Baba, promise?" you asked, holding his arm. Changbin smiled, "Baba, promise," he said, kissing your forehead.

Hwang Hyunjin

"Where's our little lovely?" Hyunjin asked, taking a sip of his water. Chan hummed, "They were taking a nap earlier. Could you check up on them, Jinnie?" he asked, drinking his pineapple juice. Hyunjin nodded, "Sure," he said, walking up the stairs. "Lovely?" he whispered, peeking his head through the door. You squealed, "Jinnie!" you giggled, wrapping your arms around his waist. He chuckled, hugging you back "Hello, little love," he cooed, pampering kisses all over your face. Your giggles didn't stop as you stared up at him. Hyunjin cooed, "What were you doing, lovely?" he asked, walking into the room with you clinging around his waist. You gasped, releasing your hold "Jinnie, no see," you said, laying over the scattered papers. Hyunjin raised and eyebrows "Why can't I see?" he asked, tilting his head. You huffed your cheeks "Cause it not done yet," you said, stating the obvious.

Hyunjin chuckled, "If so, can I draw something while you finish yours?" he asked, holding a piece of paper. You hummed "Otay," you said, moving your drawing away from Hyunjin's gaze. He smiled, sketching some flowers on his paper. You dusted the paper, staring at your finished work. Hyunjin noticed, "Is it done?" he asked, setting his pencil down. You nodded, turning back to face him. He cooed, "Are you ready to show me, little love?" he asked, stroking your cheek. "Yeah," you said, setting the paper in front of him. It was a drawing of him and you. Papa was written over his character. Hyunjin gasped, his heart swelling with joy "Do you want to call me papa?" he asked, holding the paper to his chest. You nodded, lowering your gaze. Hyunjin picked you up, holding you close "I'm more than happy being your papa, little love," he said, kissing your nose.

Han Jisung

"Jisung," you said, poking his sleeping body. Jisung squinted his eyes, "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he rasped, sitting up. You frowned, "I can't sleep," you whispered, fidgeting with your fingers. He sighed in relief "Come here, we can cuddle," he slurred, pulling you close. You tucked your head under his chin. "I feel your anxiety, sweetheart," he whispered, kissing your hair. You frowned, "I'm sorry," you whispered, curling away. He grunted, tightening his grip "Stay," he said, making you pause. Jisung hummed, rubbing your back "Do you want to tell me what's going through that pretty head of yours?" he asked, moving back to see your face. You pursed your lips, "I'm scared," you whispered, shaking your head. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows, cupping your cheeks "What are you scared of?" he asked, confusion written on his face. You whined, anxiety spiking once more.

Jisung noticed, "There's nothing to be afraid of, sweetheart. You're safe," he reassured but your anxiety kept growing. "What if you're not there?" you whispered, digging your nails into your palm. Jisung frowned, "What's triggering you, sweetheart?" he asked, worry building up in his chest. You sniffled, tears welling up in your eyes "Appa," you whimpered, head pounding. Jisung's eyes widened, "Appa's here, sweetheart. Tell appa what's wrong." he cooed, rocking your trembling body. You whined, "Head hurts, appa," you said, catching your breath. Jisung wiped your tears, "Can you hear appa's heartbeat?" he asked, holding you close to his chest. You nodded, shutting your eyes. "Follow appa's heartbeat and breathe," he instructed, holding you through it. "Sweetheart?" Jisung whispered, listening to your shallow breathing. He smiled, realizing you fell asleep "Sweet dreams," he whispered, falling back to sleep with you tucked in his arms.

Lee Felix

"Lixie!" you squealed, running into his arms. Felix chuckled, "Hello, my little sunshine," he said, biting your cheek. You huffed, "Naur," you whined, squirming out of his grasp. Felix gasped, "Where did you learn that from?" he teased, pressing your cheeks together. You whined, glaring at him. Felix cooed, "Such a cutie," he said, letting go of your face. You took your chance and hid behind Chan "Daddy, I'm being bullied," you whined. Felix held his chest "Sunshine, you hurt me," he gasped, dramatically clawing the air. You furrowed your eyebrows, "Lixie?" you whispered, watching him slump to the ground. You looked back at Chan "Daddy is Lixie going to be okay?" you asked, afraid that you actually hurt Felix. Chan hummed, "Oh no, I'm not sure, little one. What should we do?" he asked, playing along. You whimpered, walking towards Felix's limp body. You poked his cheek but there was no reaction.

By this point, you were genuinely scared. "Lixie, wake up I don't like this," you said, voice wobbling but Felix didn't move. Tears streamed down your cheeks, "Mommy, why aren't you moving? Daddy, Mommy isn't moving!" you wailed, alerting the whole house. Felix sat up at your cries, "Mommy's so sorry, sunshine," he said, pulling you close to his chest. You sobbed, hands gripping his shirt. Chan handed Felix a glass of water "We went too far," he frowned, stroking your hair. Felix rubbed your back "Take a sip," he said, tilting the glass past your lips. You drank eagerly, heaving for a breath of air right after. Felix wiped your tears, "Mommy didn't mean to scare you this much," he said, stroking your cheeks. You sniffled, "Thought mommy died," you whispered, rubbing your puffy eyes. Felix's heart broke, "I'm so sorry, my little sunshine," he said, holding you close.

Kim Seungmin

"Do you have the list, munchkin?" Seungmin asked, checking his pockets. You nodded, handing Seungmin the grocery list "It's right here, Minnie," you said, bouncing on your heels. Seungmin chuckled, "Focus munchkin, Minho hyung wants the groceries back as soon as possible," he said, pushing the trolley. You nodded, following Seungmin "Operation get mama groceries is a go!" you cheered, looking through the aisles. Seungmin sighed fondly, "Don't run off too far, little munchkin," he said, looking through the list. "Otay, Minnie," you said, sticking close to him. Seungmin smiled, placing the things into the trolley "Could you get a few cartons of pineapple juice?" he asked. "For daddy?" you questioned, tilting your head. He chuckled, "That's right. Make sure to get his favourite," he said, checking off the things they got. You nodded, "Otay," you said, walking into the juice aisle.

As you were looking, someone bumped into your shoulder "Watch it, bastard," he cursed. You rubbed your shoulder, "You're not supposed to say bad words," you retorted, glaring at him. He laughed, poking your aching shoulder "What are you going to do about it?" he mocked, pushing you back with each word. Seungmin heard the commotion "Yah! What do you think you're doing?" he asked, walking towards you. He scoffed, "Mind your own business," he said, looking over his shoulder. Seungmin clenched his jaw "Munchkin, come here" he said, walking closer. The man dug his grip into your shoulder, drawing a whimper from your lips. "Dada!" you wailed, fear setting in. Seungmin's adrenaline pumped in, "Get the fuck off, my little one," he cursed, kicking the man's legs. The man groaned, releasing his grip for a split second, letting you escape behind Seungmin. "Dada," you sniffled, burying your face into his neck as he carried you. Seungmin shushed you, "Dada's here," he whispered, rubbing your back.

Yang Jeongin

"They woke up pretty young today. Do you think you handle it, Innie?" Changbin asked, carrying you. Jeongin nodded, "Trust me, hyung. I've taken care of my sibling before. This will be fine," he said, reassuring Changbin. He sighed, setting you on Jeongin's lap "Alright, but if anything happens, call us," he said, slipping on his shoes. "I will, hyung," he said, holding your hand up to mimic a wave. Changbin cooed, "Goodbye, agi-deul," he said, waving back as he left. You look up at Jeongin "Baba, buhbye?" you asked, tearing up. Jeongin cooed, bouncing you on his lap "They have work to do, angel," he explained. You pouted, "Baba go work?" you asked, tilting your head. He nodded, "That's right, so it's just us," he said, slipping your pacifier between your lips. You suckled on in, staring up at Jeongin with wide eyes.

Jeongin chuckled, "Let's get you brekkie, angel," he said, carrying you on his hip. You laid your head on his shoulder, suckling your pacifier in contentment. Jeongin smiled, taking out the fruit bowl Minho prepared. "Are fruits okay with you?" he asked, sitting down with you on his lap. You nodded, spitting out your pacifier. Jeongin cooed, feeding you the slices of fruit "Such a good angel," he praised, rubbing your back. You held Jeongin's hand, wanting him to feed you more "Ninnin, feed," you whined. Jeongin gasped, "Am I Ninnin?" he asked, feeding you another slice. You nodded, chewing on the fruit. Jeongin smiled, holding you closer "You're so cute, angel," he cooed. You huffed, opening your mouth "Ninnin," you said, glaring at the fruit. Jeongin noticed, "I'm sorry," he chuckled, feeding you more. You hummed, "It otay, ninnin," you slurred, patting Jeongin's shoulder. Jeongin snorted a laugh at your remark, feeding you till you were full.

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mystarsohee · 3 months

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Hi! What are your thoughts on XDH as caregivers?

-🧶

xdiz as caregivers !

genre: fluff

!!! non sexual agere, no cg names used

cg!xdinary, gn!reader

goo gunil 🐹

hes doing his best ok!!

very cautious and careful with you,

because the last thing he wants is for you to get hurt!!!

when you do get hurt, he feels like the worst person alive

immediately panics, and rushes to help you ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

hes the sweetest though,

it takes him a bit to figure out the caregiver thing but he'll get there

he'll do literally anything if its for you

after you sleep he watches videos on things like how to braid hair, how to make cookies, etc

he literally goes down rabbit holes for you

you love it so much so the lack of sleep is worth it for him

kim jungsu 🐱

you think hes the coolest person in the world

only because he can play the piano

whenever he finds out you have a new favorite song, his mission is to learn it on the piano

will definitely give you personal concerts

WITH choreo too ♪( ´θ｀)

you'll play along too, trying to get him to complete your hand heart, making signs, etc

and your plushies will also join the fun!!

tried to teach you piano but you just like pressing whatever keys you want

loves holding your hand

loves it even more when you swing your arms back and forth while holding hands

kwak jiseok 🐥

the SILLIEST EVER.

i see him more like an older brother rather than a parental figure (idk how to word this pls understand)

like he'd get so competitive playing video games with you but he'll let you win anyways

he also gets super excited when you open a new toy he forgets its yours LMAO

but yeah he gives total older brother, like hes just playful all the time

(lovingly) teases you (^o^)

sometimes he goes too far by accident but he'll make it up to you with some ice cream and cuddles

he definitely loves to play pretend with you

again hes just super silly, and loves it when you follow along and be silly with him

your ipad is filled to the brim with selfies of the both of you making funny faces

kim seungmin 🦊

idk how you did it but he is absolutely whipped for you

has cuteness aggression because of you

like its bad

he just wants to cuddle you all the time

hugs hugs hugs

he just loves you so bad

you'll catch him staring at you and you just look at him like (-.-) wut

whenever the members are hanging out with you guys,

he gets all serious and makes sure they behave!!

he doesn't want them to be too loud or anything around you thats why

you could get him to buy whatever toy you want

only if you give him plenty of hugs of course

doesn't like letting you do anything for yourself

in a good way, you're just a little baby anyways

han hyeongjun 🐰

he loves to color with you

one time you got sad because his coloring was very neat, unlike yours

after that he made sure to never color inside the lines again

loves to read you bedtime stories

sometimes he'll make up stories too,

he'll get too invested and won't realize that you're asleep already

so patient with you

if you can't decide what you want to eat

he'll stay in the kitchen with you going through the fridge and pantry and coming up with ideas for you to choose from

paints your nails!!! (i wrote abt this btw hehe)

you two try to have movie nights, but your attention span isnt very high..

just ends up with you falling asleep tbh

its okay he'll carry you to your room of course （＾ν＾ )

lee jooyeon 🐺

takes playing pretend SO seriously

like the both of you will have foam swords in your hands,

and you guys are crawling around the house together so you don't get caught by the broccoli monster (≧∀≦)

you love it tho

he LOVES making you laugh

like he'll do whatever it takes

silly dances, dressing up in a funny outfit

accidentally turned you into a mega prankster

when he pranks his own members, you're usually around so you take from him

obviously since you learned from him he knows its coming

but he will 'fall for it' just for you

the two of you will team up against his members you will die of laughter everytime

he would definitely sing you to sleep

you end up not being able to sleep without him singing,

so he'll record a bunch of lullabies for you, even making songs for you whenever hes away!

authors note: HI ANON!! thank you for sending this in, i lowkey rushed it :< this is my first time doing bulletpoints or anything thats not a full fic so im kind of nervous!! pls send feedback!! i have another request waiting.. i feel bad because it was sent in a few days ago :(( but its also xdiz related so i guess this helped brainstorm!

#mystarsohee #kpop agere #sfw agere #kpop #xdinary heroes agere #xdinary fluff #xdh x reader #xdinary #xdinary heroes #xdinary imagines #cg!xdinary heroes #cg!gaon #cg!o.de #cg!gunil #cg!junhan #cg!jooyeon #cg!jungsu

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lilmeowmeow04 · 10 months

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🫧Things Skz Do To Help You Regress🫧

*note*this is an age regression fic with caregiver skz members

💮Chan💮

Has you sit in his lap/carries you a lot

Ties your hair when you eat

Paints your nails

💮Leeknow💮

Gives you agere snacks/meals

Head pats

Rubs your back

💮Changbin💮

Calls you all kinds of adorable names

Gives you piggy back rides

Feeds you

💮Hyunjin💮

Pulls out crayons

Sits you in his lap and braids your hair

Takes you on walks and holds your hand

💮Han💮

Attacks you with kisses and cuddles

Plays games with you

Chases you with a stuffed animal

💮Felix💮

Picks out cute pajamas for you

Plays a cartoon/Disney movie with cuddles

Bakes a cake just so he can put frosting on your nose

💮Seungmin💮

Makes you hot milk

Wraps you up in a blanket

Nose kisses

💮Jeongin💮

Pillow forts

Matching pajamas

Puppet shows

*sorry I haven't posted in so long ㅠㅠ

Requests are always open and I will try to post more cg!skz content cuz it's really comforting to me and hopefully to others too 🩷

#lil fic while I work on writing some more #these fics are really comforting to wrote :3 #little space #skz fluff #caregiver skz #agere skz #little reader #agere #cg!skz

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anxious-dumpling · 5 months

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Chapter Two: Father's Day! (3,000 words.)

♡ Fandoms: BTS, Stray Kids!

REQUESTS OPEN :)

RULES IN END NOTES!

♡ Characters:

Little!Reader

CG Jungkook

CG Taehyung

Playcare Owner Hoseok

EA Felix

EA Hyunjin

Little Jimin, IN, Seungmin

Everyone else is Teachers!

♡ Genre: SFW Littlespace, Fluff, Non Idol AU!

After moving from the rural city of Geochang to the bustling city of Seoul, your parents Jungkook and Taehyung decide to start you in a new Playcare Centre. Life is about to be so much different!

Time to be brave!

Like a kitty cat stalking her unsuspecting prey, you crawl up onto the bed.

"Papa," You whisper, leaning in close to his angelic face as he snores lightly, his dirty blonde hair splayed messily across his pillow. You bump the end of your nose into the tiny mole on his cheekbone. As he begins to stir, you turn to tap Jungkook's arm. "Daddy."

Both men slowly blink away their sleep, smiling weakly when they realize who's sitting between them.

Taehyung grabs his glasses from the nightstand, sliding them on and pulling you in for a warm hug.

"Good morning, early bird," He rasps, kissing your hair.

"Happy Father's Day," You cheer as calmly as you can, not wanting to startle them. "Wait... Or is it, 'Merry'?"

He laughs. "Whichever you want."

"Happy-Merry Father's Day, Papa," You decide, moving to give Jungkook a hug. "Happy-Merry Father's Day, Daddy."

"Thank you, baby," He snarls, squeezing you so tight to his bare chest you think you might snap like a bread stick!

You joke, "Owww!"

"You're the cutest." His tattooed hands fall to your waist as you pull away, heart fluttering as he fondly gazes up at you. "Aren't you?"

"Uh huh. You know what else I am, Papa and Daddy?"

Tae guesses, "Oh. You're... Jeon-Kim Haen?"

"You're hungry?" Jungkook adds.

"You're sleepy?"

"My favorite girl?"

"Funny?"

You can't help but giggle at their silliness, scrunching your nose at them.

"Sweet?"

"Creative?"

"Thoughtful?"

"Smart?"

"No," You shake your head. When they send you suspicious looks, you admit, "Okay, fine. I'm all'ose things. But I'm also... a chef!"

At the same time, they croon, "Ooh. A chef?"

You give a confident nod, putting on your best acting skills and sniffing the air. "Mmmm. What's that smell, you guys?"

They catch on quickly.

Taehyung grins boxily, "Did you make breakfast for us, sweetheart?"

Jungkook throws off the covers. "Well, we have go find out."

"Yeah!" You agree, climbing off the bed. "We have to go find out! Come on!"

Before Jungkook even has the chance to pull on a shirt, you grab his hand and drag him out of the room, Taehyung loyally following along behind you. The early morning sunshine breaks over you as you turn the corner, entering the sunny kitchen area together.

They both gasp softly at the sight that greets them.

Of course you cooked breakfast!

"Haen-ie," Taehyung's grin widens.

"Sit, sit, sit!" You push him forward, pleased to see him and Jungkook taking seats at the table. "I'll get water for you!"

As you run over to the fridge, the two men share a loving glance over the plates of food in front of them. You've spoiled each of them with a pile of hot, crispy eggs and fried rice leftovers, garnished with a pink marshmallow and a very, very large side of ketchup.

"I can't believe this, baby." Jungkook giggles cutely, as you return with a jug of cold water.

Taehyung is almost doubled over. "The marshmallow. Aww."

"Water for Daddy," You announce, pouring some into his glass. It slips a little, spilling a puddle onto the table, but Jungkook's hands shoot out and help you keep the jug steady. You do the same for Taehyung's glass with some more help from him. "And water for Papa!"

"Thank youuu," He cooes, taking a sip and very seriously considering the taste, as if it's a fine wine. "Mmmm. Very good."

Jungkook asks, "Chef Haen-nim, where did you get this delicious water?"

"It's straight from the Han River," You proudly tell him, taking a seat. "Masitkke deuseyo, Papa and Daddy."

"Masitkke deuseyo."

"Masitkke deuseyo," Taehyung bows, picking up his chopsticks and trying the rice, groaning as he chews. "Mm. Amazing."

Technically, it was him who cooked it for dinner last night, but it's been sprinkled with your love now! Even tastier!

"It looks like you-." Jungkook laughs, turning over his burnt egg. "Baby, did you cook this in the air frier?"

"Yep!" You chirp, watching as he stuffs it in his mouth, politely ignoring the blackened edge. "It was so easy!"

Your Papa and Daddy always tell you not to use the stove or the oven without their help, even if you put on the protective mittens, so you had to find another way to cook breakfast. It was scary hearing the sizzling oil and the loud, robot-like beep of the air fryer, but you love your Papa and Daddy so much that you forced yourself to be brave. You showed that stupid fryer who's boss - Jeon-Kim Haen!

"You're so talented, sweetness," Taehyung praises you. "Would you like to try Papa's marshmallow?"

He holds it to your lips, popping it into your mouth.

"S'ank you!"

"What about you, Jagi?" He looks at his husband. "You should eat your marshmallow, too. Don't waste it."

"Ah. So right," The man agrees, pinching it between his fingers.

"No, no, no," He stops him. "With the rice and eggs."

You giggle, trying not to spit gooey, pink dribble all over your chin as Jungkook gawks. "Wh-?! Punk, you fed yours to Haen already!"

"She loves marshmallows."

"Yah," He complains, twitching his head to the side and readying himself for the bite he's about to take. "How convenient."

"Haen-ie, Papa's smart, isn't he?"

You nod. "Papa is very smart."

"Smarter than Daddy, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Jungkook scoffs, smiling in the dim sunlight at the both of you before taking a bite of everything on his plate.

You wait with bated breath as he tests it out, surprisingly unfazed by the mixture of burnt egg, stale rice, and the sugary gummy.

"Aigo," He mutters, coughing a laugh, swallowing it down like a thick tar. "Why is it good?"

The three of you burst into giggles.

"What?! You're weird, Daddy."

He places his chopsticks down and cradles your face, pressing a wet, sweet-smelling kiss to your cheek. "Best breakfast ever, baby."

Taehyung subtly adds, "But Papa is going to have to cook us some real food after this..."

"Hyunjin-ie!" You squeal as soon as you enter the classroom. "Good morning!"

"Good morning, Haen-ie," The EA smiles gracefully, kneeling down to give you a brief, friendly hug. Leaning away, he holds both your hands, looking up at you with a gentle gaze and his long hair pulled back into a stylish bun. "How are you today?"

"You should ask me what I had for breakfast," You giggle, squeezing his fingers.

"Oh? What did you have for breakfast?"

"I had eggs, rice, and," You pause, cracking yourself up by whispering loudly, "Marshmallows!"

Hyunjin gasps like you've just slapped him, dramatic as ever. "Marshmallows?!"

"Yeah! Pink ones!"

"Why, why, why?"

"I made breakfast for my Papa and Daddy be- because it's Father's Day," You explain, beaming.

"Is that right? I can see why your Papa calls you 'sweetness', Haen-ie."

"It's because I'm sweet!"

"Yes, it is." Standing up, the man leads you over to the cubby shelves. "Sweet as a marshmallow!"

Putting away your backpack and greeting the other teachers, you head over to the toy area, where your friends Jeongin, Seungmin, and Jimin are grooving out to this morning's song, 'Wiggle, Spin!'. The three of them break out in excitement when they spot you.

"Haen-ie!" Jeongin exclaims, the alien antennas on his headband wobbling around. "Look! We're dancing!"

"I like dancing!"

"No, we're wiggling and spinning," Seungmin corrects the boy, spinning in a circle when the song tells him to. "See?"

As the rest of you follow suit and do a spin, Jimin claims, "This is dancing!"

"You gotta wear a headband, too," Jeongin grabs a matching one from the basket nearby, sliding it on your head. "There you go!"

"Thanks, Jeongin!"

"You're welcome, Hae- Oh!"

The song is suddenly telling you to wiggle your hips next, so you make sure to follow the command. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!

Once the move is over, Jeongin finishes his sentence. "You're welcome, Haen-ie."

"Who's Haen-ie?"

He tilts his head, copper colored hair falling over his eye. "What? It's you!"

"Nuh-uh. My name is Beep-Boop now!" You wag your antennas side to side. "'Cuz I'm an alien! See?"

"Ohhhh." He grins, his eyes squished closed. "You're welcome, Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," Jimin chirps.

Seungmin copies him. "Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," You agree with the alien. "Beepy-Beepy-Boop!"

"Beeeeep!"

"Hey, friends," Yeongbok's voice comes. You look up at him, met with the lovely EA's bright smile. You feel your whole body preen like a flower under a ray of sunlight, his antennas bouncing all over the place as he approaches you. "Can I dance with you?"

Without even thinking, all four of you waste no time shouting at him, "Beep-Boop!"

He blanches a little. "Is that a yes?"

You grab his hand. "Yes!"

"Aw. Thank you, kind alien. Did you guys know it's Father's Day today?"

"Oh! Yeah! I gave my Dad a big hug this morning," Seungmin announces.

Yeongbok's crooked smile widens. "That's amazing, Seungmin-ie."

"I hugged my Dad, too!"

You tell him, "I made my Papa and Daddy breakfast."

"Oh, Yeongbok," Jimin's mouth forms a pink 'O', like he's just remembered something. "Haen-ie has two Dads, you know!"

As everyone does another spin, Yeongbok agrees, "Yeah, she does. Isn't that great?"

"She's so lucky."

You stick a finger up, wanting to set something straight. "But Jimin, two Dads means there's- there's twice the Dad-farts!"

"Haen-," Yeongbok tries his best not to burst into laughter like the boys do. "Haen-ie, we don't talk about that sort of thing."

"And you can never decide who you want a piggyback from."

"She said, 'fart'!"

"And also, you can't use their shoes for playing dress-up, 'cuz they only have ugly loafers and grandpa sandals."

"Haen-ie, I hope that's not in your presentation today," Yeongbok chides very lightly.

"What? Shoes, or farts?"

He gives you a cheeky look. "Aigo. I'm going to tell Hyunjin that you're a little trickster."

"Hyunjin loves me," You argue, squealing when the EA grabs at your tummy, digging into you with tickling fingers. "Hey! He loves me!"

"Trickster," He taunts, "You're a little trickster!"

Pushing at his shoulders, you laugh, "That- That tickles, Ye-Yeongbok-ie! Ah!"

"Get off Beep-Boop!"

As Hoseok switches off the dancing song, your alien friends all jump your attacker, dog-piling him until he trips, landing on his butt on the foam padding of the floor. Headbands go flying, legs kicking wildly as Yeongbok growls in defeat like a wounded animal.

"Okay, friends," Your teacher interrupts the chaos, smiling knowingly at you as you stand there innocently.

"I'm sorry," Yeongbok laughs in his deep voice, "I'm sorry!"

"Dance time is over. Let's head over to our desks and get ready to give our presentations!"

You thrust your hands out at the pile of your friends, shouting, "Lazer beam!"

They all flop onto their sides, slowly rising and heading over to the learning area to recover from your dangerous alien powers.

You remember on your first day at Playcare, Hyunjin explained that dancing before class helps everybody get rid of their morning jitters, but you don't think that's entirely true. You did lots of dancing this morning, and as you watch Ahyun finish her presentation and return to her table, receiving a high-five from Hoseok, you can confirm that there is definitely at least one or two jitters in your belly.

When the applause dies down, your teacher speaks.

"Okay. Next on our list is," Hoseok scrolls down the iPad screen. "Ah. Haen-ie!"

He clicks around, causing a photo of you, Taehyung, and Jungkook to appear on the whiteboard, replacing Ahyun's family.

Everyone gives you a soft round of applause as you freeze up, unsure.

Jeongin and Jimin cheer, "Yay, Haen-ie!"

"Yay, Haen-ie!"

"You got this," Yeongbok pets your shoulder, the tiny freckles on his nose scrunching as he smiles.

"I got this," You whisper to yourself, standing from your seat.

Yeongbok and Hyunjin both send you a thumbs up, Hoseok gesturing for you to begin whenever you're ready.

You got this!

You shouldn't be nervous! These are your friends!

With one last glance over your shoulder at Taehyung and Jungkook on the board, you muster up the courage to face the class and begin politely, "Happy Father's Day, ev- everyone. This is my Papa and Daddy... Papa's the blonde one, and Daddy's the tall one."

You sound a bit like a robot, reciting the speech you wrote with Hoseok's help a few days ago.

"My Papa's a hairdresser and I love him because he makes my hair pretty every day. He's good at cutting hair and making it different colors, but he also likes doing pottery and taking photos with his big camera. My Daddy, he's an accountant... I don't know what that is, but he's very good at it, too. He likes to work out and he has lots of tattoos, and I love him because he ties my shoelaces for me."

You spot Hyunjin pouting harder than ever from the back of the class, looking like you've stolen his candy.

Yeongbok simply looks like a kicked puppy.

"Oh, and he does this thing called deadlifting," You giggle, remembering. "But he uses me instead of actual weights. It's really funny."

Small smiles break out across their faces.

"There's lots of reasons I love them, but Hoseok-seonsangnim said I only have two or three minutes.... so-, um..."

If you listed all of the reasons you loved your Papa and Daddy, you'd need at least three hours.

At least!

When you're at a loss for what else to say, Hoseok helps you out by prompting, "Why'd you choose this photo, Haen-ie?"

"Oh! I chose it because it's from the- from the day we moved to Seoul, and because Papa said it has his good side in it."

"Ahhh."

You point out, "We're at a cafe 'cuz it was a long drive from Geochang, and they were hungry. Well, that's what Papa said, but they didn't actually eat much. They just buyed this, um, little cake with a love-heart and 'Welcome Home', on it, and we ate it together."

Your teacher sends you a cheerful grin. "That's lovely, Haen-ie. Anything else you want to tell us?"

You share a glance with your table, where Yeongbok is shaking his head at you and the boys are all nodding.

Your ears go pink.

Yes, there is something else!

"Having two Dads means... you get twice the," You tease, watching your EA facepalm into the table. "Dad jokes!"

He raises his head, pleasantly surprised. You had managed to go the whole presentation without mentioning farts.

"Great job, Haen," Hoseok claps, rallying the class to join in. "Great job."

Returning to your desk, you sit down in your chair, welcomed back by Yeongbok petting your shoulder again.

"I did it!" You whisper. "I didn't even cry, or anything!"

"Amazing," He agrees.

"Okay, everyone. Only a few more to go now. Next up is-!"

That night, Taehyung lets you share the rest of the marshmallows while you all watch Jungkook's favorite movie - one with no swearing, punching, or bad guys, of course - Spirited Away. It's lucky that your tough Daddy is just as in love with Ghibli movies as you are!

After Chihiro crosses the river and Sen is freed from the Bathhouse, the credits start rolling.

Wrapped up in a blanket, Tae jokes, "How many times have you guys seen this movie now? Thirty?"

"A thousand."

"A thousand," You both say at the same time, giggling and high-fiving afterward.

After that, your Papa and Daddy decide they want to watch something else.

Your performance!

You step up onto the imaginary stage, which is really just the lounge room rug, and recite your speech all over again just for them. You don't sound so much like a robot, anymore. You sound like Jeon-Kim Haen, telling your parents how much you love them.

You love them because they always hold both your hands when you cross the street, which is very important!

You love them for making sure your clothes are clean, your belly is full, and your heart is happy.

You love the warm bear hugs Taehyung gives you, and you love the bone-crushing hugs Jungkook gives you.

You love Taehyung because when he sings you to sleep, it sounds like deep thunder clouds and smooth rocks.

When Jungkook sings you to sleep, it sounds like you're already dreaming!

And of course, you simply love that they're your parents.

Jimin is right.

You're lucky!

Taehyung and Jungkook don't quite give you the three hours you'd need to list all your reasons. It's almost your bed time and they can tell you're getting sleepier by the minute, but it's definitely enough time to melt their hearts into marshmallow-goo.

"Yah! I'm not cryinggg-uhhhhh!" Jungkook whines when you're done, slapping his husband, "You are!"

Taehyung doesn't even deny it. "I am!"

"Oh, wait."

As Taehyung completes the last button on your pyjama shirt, you run over to your backpack, digging through it.

"I forgot to-... to give this to you. It's still Father's Day, right, Papa?"

"Of course." He cooes. "What kind of Dad would I be if I put you to bed after midnight?"

Ohh. Found it!

"Here."

"What's this?" He smiles, holding out his hands.

You place a smooth, colorful stone in his palms.

"It's for you and Daddy."

You Rock, The paint on the front side says, and on the bottom side, Happy Father's Day. From Haen.

"Namjoon-seonsangnim said it's a joke in English," You explain, rubbing your eyes. "He thinks he's really funny, you know."

Your Papa chuckles, kissing your cheek. "Thank you, sweetest. Maybe Daddy will understand it. Let's ask him tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," You yawn. "Tomorrow."

"Let's get you into bed. You're late for your sweet dreams."

The next morning, when you hand the stone to Jungkook at the breakfast table, he just starts giggling to himself.

"Ah, seriously... Your Dad jokes are better than ours, baby."

"Namjoon-seonsangnim is gonna love it when I tell him that."

End Notes:

Of course, this is dedicated to everyone out there who's never gotten the chance to make happy memories on Father's Day <3333

Please share your thoughts and leave some suggestions for future chapters! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

Things I won't write.

- Smut.

- Self-harm.

- Intense angst.

- Anything unrelated to Haen or Littlespace.

Everything else goes!

Current roles.

- Taehyung: Parent Caregiver.

- Jungkook: Parent Caregiver.

- Jin: ???

- Namjoon: Art / English Teacher.

- Hoseok: Homeroom Teacher / Playcare Owner.

- Yoongi: Music Teacher.

- Jimin: Little.

- Bangchan: ???

- Lee Know: ???

- Han: ???

- Changbin: Sports Teacher.

- Hyunjin: EA / Art Teacher.

- Felix: EA.

- Seungmin: Little.

- Jeongin: Little.

I encourage you to be friendly and patient with me! ^◡^

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sweetlittlenamjoon · 2 years

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skz’s favourite caregiver titles <3

! these are all just for fun, kpop artists are real people pls dont bug them !

SFW interaction only please!

Chan 🐺🌙

daddy

dada

papa

pretty much anything paternal lol

channie!

chris

Lee Know 🐰🐈

bubba

bubs

mama

minho

ajeossi >:3

Changbin 🐷🐇

hyung

oppa

sibby

binnie!

unkie

Hyunjin 🦙✨

noona

hyung

momma

mom

bubby

Han 🐹🌼

hannie

mister

baba

hyungie

Felix 🐣☀️

lixie

jagi

mama

papa

baba

Seungmin 🐶🐾

seung-mongmong

minnie

puppa

pubba

hyung

I.N. 🦊🌸

innie

aien

oppa

sibby

silly guy

#Agere #age regressor #sfw agere #agere blog #kpop agere #skz #skz agere #stray kids #straykids #Agere post #stray kids headcanons #stray kids agere

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princessmuffy05 · 1 year

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When I’m little, I call like kpop idols like names??? Like Seungmin, I say Minnie or min min. Han, Hannie. Jimin, jiminie. But like I read a lot of agere fanfiction and so they call them like cg names. So sometimes I think like Minnie is dada and like Hobi is baba. So I was regressed and I thought of woozi who was like papa woozi and then that made me think of Yoongi bc I call him papa Yoongi when I’m little and I just had the biggest meltdown bc I miss Yoongi

#age regression #agere #agere outfits #fandom agere #agere post #agere little #agere aesthetic #agere art #agerespace #agere moodboard #agere fanfic

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kitty-agere-fics · 6 months

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Lesson Learned

Little!Reader, CG!OT8 (Chan, Hyunjin, Seungmin, Minho mentioned)

Request Info - - - - Masterlist

Chan = Daddy, Minho = Mama, Changbin = Baba, Hyunjin = Papa, Jisung = Appa, Felix = Mommy, Seungmin = Dada, Jeongin = Eomma

You pout and swing your legs under your chair. Seungmin and Hyunjin sit on either side of you. Everyone is talking and eating.

"Papa, wan help!" You tug on Hyunjin's sleeve, trying to get his attention.

"Hang on, Cutie. Let Papa eat, okay?" Hyunjin smiles at you, letting you know that he isn't upset, even if his words may seem that way.

You nod, but still pout. "Dada, help?" You look up at him.

"Give me a few minutes to eat, Munchkin," he also smiles.

You sit and pout. You're hungry, but you want one of your cgs to feed you. You start to play with your spoon, banging it against your bowl.

"Y/N, stop please. Eat or wait for one of us. Just stop playing with the spoon," Chan scolds you gently. You nod and decide to try and eat your food on your own. You accidentally pull the bowl too close to the edge and it falls. Hot soup spills all over you as the bowl (thankfully plastic) and spoon clatter to the ground.

"Y/N! Why did you do that!" Chan snaps, his voice rising to be heard over the slight chaos. You go silent as he raises his voice, paralyzed with fear.

"Oh, Sweetheart. I'm sorry." He stands and walks over to you. He kneels on the floor next to you. "I didn't mean to yell at you, Sweetheart. Daddys sorry, Baby." His voice is soft and gentle as he tries to calm you

"My sowwies Daddy. My sowwies I make messies." Your voice is soft and slightly afraid.

"It's okay. It was an accident. I'm not mad, Baby. Come on, I think you need a bath." Chan picks you up gently.

You nod.

"You want some help?" Hyunjin asks.

"Sure." Hyuniin stands from the table and follows you and Chan to the bathroom.

By "help" Hyunjin had obviously meant he would play with you. While Chan cleaned you up, Hyunjin got out your basket of bath toys and distracted you.

After your bath, Hyunjin takes you back to the kitchen. He gets a new bowl of soup and sits at the table with you. "Come on, Cutie. Let's try this again." He starts to feed you the soup.

Chan hadn't followed, being stopped by Minho. "Okay, I've got an idea. New rule: someone feeds Y/N before the rest of us eat. Just to prevent this from happening again."

"Agreed. We can pass it on to the others after Y/N is in bed, though. I don't want them to think we're mad at them when it was just an accident."

Minho nods, "Got it."

#agere #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #littlespace fic #kpop agere #stray kids agere #skz agere #cg!chan #cg!bang chan #cg!lee know #cg!lee minho #cg!hyunjin #cg!hwang hyunjin #cg!seungmin #cg!kim seungmin

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littleracha · 1 year

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Ello! This is my first request can you do were CG Skz with their Little at the beach but the little can't swim?

Also english isn't my first language^^

Have a good day!

Hello Little Duckling! You are doing amazing sweetheart! This request is beyond adorable. I decided to write it story style instead of headcanon, I hope you don't mind.

Have a good day as well, little dumpling.

Just a Little Splash

Hot did not even begin to describe how it felt outside. The world seemed to be on fire and there was nothing to do to escape the heat. It was inevitable that you would slip due to the discomfort of the whole situation but that didn't bother your caregivers one bit.

Instead, they were focused on cooling you down as your poor puffy face began to turn red and splotchy from the heat.

"Oh my poor baby, Mommy is so sorry." Felix felt awful seeing how your body was reacting. He placed a gentle hand on your forehead and was alarmed by your temperature. "Minho! Come here!" Felix shouted out before immediately going back to your care. "Shhh baby, Noona is coming. Your noonie will be here soon"

"What's wrong Lix, I am trying to stop Hyunjin from breaking what little A/C we have" Minho wiped his hands on his shirt before looking over at you. "My little kitten! What happened to you" He was instantly at your feet.

"They are burning up! I think the heat is starting to make them sick. We need to cool them down" Felix brushed your hair with his hand, it was a nervous habit of his as a caregiver.

"What about the waterpark?" I.N. seemed to show up out of nowhere.

"Can't, they closed it last week"

"DURING A HEAT WAVE"

"Don't yell at me! Take it up with Mr.Wildwaves himself" Minho snarked back to I.N.

"Hot" a weak little voice caught all the caregivers' attention.

"Oh we know sugar, Mommy is so sorry. Let's get everyone in here and figure out how to help our little baby." Felix ended his sentence with a bop to your nose. It didn't help much but it did make you giggle.

Once all the boys were in the living room, ideas started flying. The whole situation became overwhelming but thankfully Han caught on.

"Here little quokka, sit on Oppa's lap." After getting all snuggled up, Han pressed your head into his chest to muffle the noise.

"I got it!" Chan stood up from excitement at his idea.

"Little one?" Han kissed your head to get your attention. "Listen to Daddy now, okay?" You gave a tired smile.

"Let's go to the beach! Felix and I have been dying to take them! Minho already has lunch made so we can pack it up and take it with us. We can all hang out in the water and just relax. Sound good cubby?" Everyone could tell you agreed based on the smile that appeared on your face.

The trip to the beach was fairly uneventful. You rode with Chan, Felix, Seungmin, and Hyunjin. Jinnie tried his best to give your room so you didn't get hotter while Seungmin was determined to put every single car vent on you. This prompted a scolding from Chan in the driver's seat as he could see your teeth chattering.

When you began to see the ocean line break over the hills, you danced around in your seat. You climbed over Hyunjin to get a better look.

"Mama! See the water?" You pointed to the very obvious ocean.

"Mama isn't sure he sees it, baby. Can you point it out to me?" Hyunjin held onto your waist to keep you secure as he followed your instructions.

"But now Minnie wants to see pup! Can you show Minnie where it is?" You giggled at Seungmin's request but showed him anyway.

It was about an hour of setting up before the boys all collected around you and Jeongin on the beach towels. During that time Innie was explaining all the fun things you would get to do. All of it seemed like a whole new world to you and your eyes shined at every new activity. However, Jeongin didn't fail to notice how your eyes dulled at the mention of swimming. He wouldn't bring it up now, not while you are occupied by the strange substance known as sand.

"Okay, Bunbun! Plan time." Changbin swooped you up and sat back down with you.

"We are going to eat some lunch and then we are going to go play before we get in the water. Okay, Cubby?" Chan asked but he knew you weren't fully paying attention, Binnie was always too much of a distraction.

Minho passed out the food and gave Changbin a gentle reminder that the baby had to eat most of their food. However, that didn't stop your dada from becoming the munch monster and sneaking bites out of everything you had. While you were distracted, Jeongin whispered something to Felix.

The next few hours were some of the most fun you had. It started with sea shell hunting with Han. Then Hyunjin helped you make a sand castle fit for a mermaid royal family. Seungmin took you on a small walk up the coastline and introduced you to all the dogs that came your way. Changbin played some games like catch and frisbee with you and the other boys while Jeongin set up a small dance party. Whispers seemed to surround everything you did.

It seemed to be that time. All the boys eventually ended up in the water, well all but Minho. No, instead Minho was watching you take your much-needed nap under the comfort of the umbrella. Your eyes blinked open and you retreated into Minho's lap when the light came in.

"Oh Kitten, a little too bright huh?" He chuckled as he shielded your eyes.

"Do you wanna join your other caregivers in the water baby, itll be much cooler."

"Um....No thank you" The way you fidgeted with your shirt was telling.

"Kitten, can Noonie ask you a question?" he was met with a hum in response. "My little kitten doesn't like water, do they? Baby, do you maybe not know how to swim?" You shied away in embarrassment. "No need to be embarrassed honey! Guess what, Noona can't swim either!"

"Noonie doesn't know how to swim?" Your head perked up at his confession.

"Nope! But you know what? I think maybe we should be brave together. What do you say kitten? Just a little splash?"

"Just a little splash." You repeated to yourself.

Minho carried you down to the water with his own shaking arms. To be honest he was just as scared as you were. But when the boys saw you both coming, the looks on their faces ranged from comforting to excited. Minho's toes graced the water and he jumped back a bit by the cold.

Then, once situated, he lowered you down to the ground. He had to give you a bit of a shake to make you let go but his hand instantly intertwined with yours.

One step at a time you two entered the water all while Chan and Felix held out their arms.

"Come here baby, come to Daddy" Chan beckoned you over.

"Can't Daddy!" You backed into Minho.

"Yes, you can baby! Move your arms just like this" Felix motioned what he wanted you to do. "Then kick your little leggies!"

You followed his instructions and while you were moving slowly, you were moving.

"That's it cubby! Just a bit more!" All the boys cheered as you made your way into Chan's arms.

"Your turn Minho!" Han called out and was instantly met with rejection. Suddenly his torso was wet. When he looked to find the culprit he found a very smitten little staring back.

"It's just a little splash, Noonie!"

#kpop agere #age regression #stray kids age regression #kpop age regression #agere #stray kids agere #skz agere #skz age regression

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minminyoonjii · 1 year

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Cg! Skz anon back again!

I am so obsessed with your writing! It is amazing, and I can't find anyone else who writes skz like you do! Absolute perfection

I had two ideas so you can take your pick or ignore both!

1) Skz having to punish little reader for the first time (usually good little one)

2) Different roles they take on for little one (like is someone more of a stern cg while someone else is the playtime one. Maybe someone who is charge of a schedule or rules?)

❤️Ultimate Masterlist

💜Rules and Guidelines

🧡Stray Kids Scenarios Masterlist

🌹CW

Fem! Reader|Age Regression|Wholesome|Domestic Settings|Fluffy|Tooth Rotting Sweet||Daddy! Chan|Mama! Minho|Baba! Changbin|Jinnie! Hyunjin|Appa! Jisung|Mommy! Felix|Dada! Seungmin|Ninnin! Jeongin|Sick! Fic|Confrontations|Disappointment|Don't Worry They Still Love You|Worried Caregivers|Guilt-Tugging|Again They Still Love You, Breathe

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 2K

"Daddy, look it's snowing!" you squealed, pressing your face against the glass. Chan chuckled, carrying you up "Oh, yeah? Do you want to go play baby?" he asked, kissing your cheek. You giggled, practically buzzing in his arms "Yes! Can we, Daddy?" you asked, anticipating his answer. Chan cooed, "Of course, we can, baby girl. Let's get you dressed all cosy for the snow," he said, tickling your tummy. Giggles split past your lips "Daddy, no," you squeaked. "Where are all these beautiful giggles coming from, hm?" Changbin asked, peeking his head into the room.

You gasped, a wide smile etched on your lips "Baba!" you cheered, squirming out of Chan's hold. Chan laughed, "Hang on, baby," he said, setting you down. Changbin gruffed, picking you up with ease "How's our little agi?" he asked, placing gentle pecks all over your face. You giggled, covering Changbin's lips with both of your hands. "Our little baby wants to play in the snow," Chan said, taking out your jackets and pants. Changbin licked your palm, making you shriek and pull your hands away "Oh really?" he asked, laughing as you wiped your hands on his shirt.

Chan hummed, "Yup, the snow hasn't frozen up so it should be powdery enough for her to roll around in," he said, putting the jacket over your shoulders. Changbin nodded, helping you stand on the bed for Chan to dress you up "I'll go see if any of the boys want to join," he said, ruffling your hair before walking out the door. You puffed your cheeks, blowing your hair away from your face. Chan chuckled, zipping up your jacket "C'mere baby girl, put your hand on my shoulder," he said, pulling thick pants up your legs. You wriggled, letting yourself get dressed.

Chan smiled, "Excited little baby, aren't you?" he said, pinching your cheek lightly. Felix knocked on the door, "Channie hyung, is our sunshine ready?" he asked, walking in. Chan nodded, "She's all dressed. Baby, why don't you go down with Mommy first? Daddy will get dressed and see you later, okay?" he said, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You nodded, crawling off the bed to Felix "See you later, Daddy!" you giggled, Chan laughed, shaking his head in endearment as you closed the door behind you. "What do you want to do in the snow first, sunshine?" he asked, tucking your hair behind your ears, and placing your ear muffs on.

"Hm, can we build a snowman, Mommy?" you asked, tilting your head. Felix cooed at how the bow on your ear muffs bounced with your movement "Definitely, sunshine," he said, leaning you to the backyard. "Tag!" a voice shouted, hurling a snowball right at Felix. He stumbled back slightly "I've been hit, sunshine. Avange me," he gasped dramatically. Your eyes widened, forming a snowball "I will avenge you, Mommy," you said, kissing Felix's cheek before jumping into the powdery snow. "Sweetheart, let's talk about this," Jisung said, raising his arms.

You paused, staring at him suspiciously "Speak and I'll think about it," you asked, holding your snowball in hand. Jisung bowed, "Thank you, our merciful sweet girl. I didn't mean to attack your Mommy, I was aiming for the sneaky ferret," he explained, pointing towards Hyunjin. A loud dramatic gasp came from the same direction "How dare you, I just did my hair this morning. Show him no mercy, lovely," Hyunjin said, crossing his arms. Jisung's eyes widened, "Don't listen to him, sweetheart. He's, he's lying," he stuttered in a panic. Hyunjin scoffed, "Why would I lie?" he retorted.

Jisung fumbled, "I-I how would I know!" he yelled, running out of options. You giggled, "Attack!" you shouted, throwing snowballs at Jisung. "Ow, sweetheart. Ouch, please reconsider!" he yelled, unable to run in the tall snow blanket. You laughed, making as many snowballs as you could throw. Minho chuckled, carrying you away from the snow "Alright, cupcake. Give your Appa a tiny break, you can attack him again after," he said, placing you on his lap. You nuzzled into Minho's arms "Mama brought snacks?" you asked, looking up at him. Minho smiled, "I did. Here, take a bite," he said, feeding you.

The day went by and slowly it became dark. "Okay, it's time to come in, munchkin," Seungmin said, leaning against the back door's frame. You frowned, "But Dada just a bit longer?" you pleaded, jutting your bottom lip. "It's getting late, angel," Jeongin said, lifting you up from the snow. You sulked, hooking your chin over Jeongin's shoulder. "Aww, angel. You can play again tomorrow, we promise," he said, rubbing your back. You whined, burying your face into the crook of Jeongin's neck "I want to play today," you huffed. '

Seungmin cooed, "How about this, muchkin? You go to bed early tonight and you can play the moment you wake up," he proposed, preparing your bath. You weren't happy with the decision but you nodded, "Okay, dada," you mumbled, letting Jeongin remove your snow clothes. Seungmin smiled, "That's our sweet girl," he praised, kissing your forehead. Jeongin chuckled, helping you in the bath "Such a precious little angel," he said, lathering your body in soap. You melted under Jeongin's care, thoughts running through your head 'I'm going to play today,' you thought, determined by your decision.

Night came and everyone in the house fell asleep, except for one little girl wide awake in her bed. You looked at your plush "It's time," you whispered, wearing your thickest blanket, thinking it'll be enough to save you from the cold. Your plush shook its head 'This isn't a good idea,' it said, watching you in worry. "It'll be fine, it's just a bit longer," you rationalised. Your plush sighed, 'I still don't have a good feeling about this,' it mumbled, unable to do anything but watch you sneak out of your room. "Have to be quiet," you whispered to yourself, tip-toeing down the stairs to the back door,

You carefully opened the door, making sure it wouldn't squeak before jumping into the snow blanket. The snow was colder than you remembered and the thick blanket you had around you wasn't helping as much as you thought. After rolling around for a bit, your body began to shiver, and puffs of cold warm air escaped your lips in gusts of smoke. "Too cold," you said, teeth chattering from the drop in temperature. You waddled your way back into the house, tossing your thick blanket into the laundry where the other snow clothes were, and began to tip-toe back up to your room.

Your plush sat on your bed, waiting 'Was it worth it?' it asked, looking at your shivering figure. You nodded, changing into warm clothes, "Yup, all worth it," you slurred, burying yourself under your thick duvet.

Morning came. Chan woke up, eyebrows furrowing at the alarm system on his phone flashing "What?" he mumbled, blinking himself awake. He clicked on the app, finding out about your little nighttime endeavour. Chan sighed, disappointed by your actions "What am I going to do about you, little one?" he asked himself, getting out of bed. He went down the stairs to see that Seungmin and Minho were awake, sipping on their coffee. "A little snow princess decided to pay us a visit last night," Chan said, handing Minho his phone. Minho frowned, "She did not," he said in disbelief. Chan hummed, "She did," he clarified, passing his phone to Seungmin.

Minho set his mug down "What if a wild animal decided to jump into our backyard? What if someone noticed her and took her away? God," he rambled, millions of what if's filled his head. Seungmin sighed, "I don't think she was thinking it through. I mean, of course, she wasn't thinking it through. Are we too lenient to her as caregivers?" he asked, internally doubting himself. Chan frowned, "No, she has always been good and the things we reward her are always deserved. It's just that this time, she didn't know the consequences of her actions," he said, reassuring Seungmin.

Hyunjin walked down, pausing at the entrance of the kitchen "Why is it so tense in here?" he asked, hair in disarray. Chan pressed his tongue against his inner cheek, handing his phone to Hyunjin. Soon everyone in the house knew about your winter adventure. You woke up panting, body burning with a fever. Weak whimpers echoed within the room as you held your plush tight. Chan knocked on your door, already deciding with the rest of the boys that your punishment would be to stay inside for the rest of the week. You whined, uncomfortable by how warm your body was becoming even though you felt your skin was chilly.

Chan opened your door, "Are you awake, baby?" he asked, walking up to your bed. "Daddy," you sobbed, tears streaming down your cheeks. Chan panicked, rushing towards you "Oh baby girl. Look's like you caught yourself a fever," he said, touching your forehead and neck. You whined, huffing out puffs of warm air. Chan walked to your door "Minho, we have a problem!" he shouted from the top of the stairs. "What's going on?" Minho shouted back, raising an eyebrow. "Our little girl got herself a nasty fever," Chan explained, running his fingers through his hair.

Minho cursed under his breath "Okay, I'll prepare the kit and let the boys bring them up to you," he said, taking out the forehead patches, panadol pills, and a warm bottle of water. "Bring this up first," Minho said, instructing Jeongin and Jisung. They nodded, "Got it, hyung," Jisung said, following Jeongin up the stairs. "Yongbok-ah, do you mind helping me with the chicken soup?" he asked, looking at Felix. "I don't mind, hyung. Just tell me what you need," Felix said, tying his hair up. Minho chuckled, taking out the stock from the freezer "Thaw this for now," he instructed, having Felix the container.

You furrowed your eyebrows, focusing on something else that isn't your discomfort. "Sweetheart if you only stayed inside last night," Jisung mumbled, making a slip of the tongue. Your eyes widened, "Huh?" you whispered, clutching your plush tight. Jisung purses his lips, slowly backing out of the room. Chan blinked, sighing "Baby girl, we know you went out last night," he said, running his fingers through your damp hair. You stayed silent, staring up at him with a guilty look. Chan frowned, "I can't say I'm not disappointed, baby," he said, stroking your cheek.

"I'm sorry," you whined, guilt eating you up. "I know you are, little one. I'm sure your fever is making that known to you," he said, booping your nose. You wrinkled your nose, burying your face into your plush. "Your punishment was supposed to be that you're grounded inside for the week, but it looks like you're bedridden either way," Chan said, running his hand up the back of your neck to push your hair. You pouted, feeling guilty and icky. Jeongin patted your stomach "You have to realize that what you did last night was a terrible idea, angel. This is far from the worst-case scenario," he explained, brushing your hair away from your face.

Tears began to well up again this time from the guilt, building in your heart. Minho walked in with a bowl of soup "Why is my pretty cupcake crying, hm?" he asked, setting the soup on your bedside table. You hiccupped, "I'm sorry I went out, Mama," you cried, weakly nuzzling yourself on Minho's lap. Minho cooed, holding you close "You had us all worried when we saw the footage, cupcake," he said, drawing more guilt-filled sobs from you. Minho held you tight, "I'm sure you learnt your lesson, didn't you sweet thing?" he asked, wiping your tears.

You nodded, tears spilling endlessly. Minho smiled, "That's good, cupcake. Your punishment is just this whole week, no more sneaking out to play in the cold snow, okay?" he asked, stroking your splotchy cheeks. You nodded, curling up against Minho's chest. "We'll take care of you our precious little girl," he said, rocking your sniffling figure.

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xheykyjx · 4 months

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masterlist

started: september 2018

last updated: may 2024

total works: erm.

ATEEZ

Headcanons

atz sickfic headcanons part 1

atz sickfic headcanons part 2

Blind Channel

AUs

boarding school au

joel is bad at math

drunk joonas shenanigans

vampire au

intro

teaser

volleyball au

intro (of sorts)

Miscellaneous

Joel & Joonas

put your head on my shoulder

hold me close

just wanna wrap you up

your heartbeat makes me feel so weak

Sickfics

sick aleksi + cg joel

sick joonas ft. everyone

BTS

Sickfics

Yoongi & Jimin

Here, Have a Hot Drink

GOT7

Sickfics

Bambam

Seriously, Bambam?

SHINee

Sickfics

Taemin

stomach flu at dance practice

Stray Kids

AUs

Omegaverse, starring Felix

reasons to keep a calendar

Barista AU

au intro!

...aaand another intro lol

a meetcute!

Headcanons

Hyung Line

upset stomach headcanons

Millenial Line

upset stomach headcanons

SKZ

sickfic headcanons

Sickfics

Seungmin

sick seungmin ft. cg chan

Felix

Messy to the Max

Minho/Lee Know

comeback season sickfic ft. cg chan

Jeongin/I.N

stomach ache ft. cg chan

OCs

sick jack snippet

nauseous nadia tidbit

#my writing #masterlist #xheykyjx

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lilmeowmeow04 · 1 year

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🎠Teething🎠

-warnings- this is an age regression fic with skz members as caregivers. If you don't like it don't read it :)

-Featuring- little reader and Seungmin+Leeknow cg

"Puppy that's dirty." Seungmin scolds. "Don't put that in your mouth."

You give him a glare and bite on the ears of your leebit plush again, making him sigh as he leaves for the bedroom. He returns a minute later with a teether, one of your favorites, to try to swap leebit for. Shaking your head at him, you pull the ear out of your mouth enough to speak.

"Wanna eat dis." Finished speaking, you stick it right back in your mouth and ignore Seungmin.

As adorable as you are chewing on the stuffie he knows leebit has been everywhere and it really shouldn't be in your mouth. Trying one last thing before forcefully removing the plush, he sends a message to the owner of said plush, hoping he can help.

A few minutes later, leeknow walks in and lets out a chuckle seeing you nibbling on his skzoo, finding it cute but feeling the same as his member.

"Pup are you eating leebit's ear?"

You hunch over in your chair and shake your head, worried about being scolded.

Leeknow smiles at your state and sits down next to you, tugging on leebit's leg as he tries to get you to look at him.

"Puppy you aren't supposed to put that in your mouth." He grabs the teether Seungmin left on the counter and holds it up.

"That's what this is for silly."

You simply ignore him and continue to nibble.

Leeknow lets out a sigh, knowing he'll get in trouble if the other members find out what he's about to do.

"Want some candy?"

Your head practically snaps at him and, hesitantly, you remove the ear from your mouth.

"Before dinner?"

He nods.

"Just don't tell Chan okay?"

Your face lights up and you nod, jumping off the chair to retrieve the candy.

He lets out a sigh of defeat but smiles seeing you happily stick a lollipop in your mouth.

#First idea with cg skz and a little reader🥲#Theres smth so soft about these type of fics #These make me feel all nice and warm♥#2min as cg is cute lol #little space #agere #sfw #skz fluff #caregiver skz #little reader #skz reactions #agere skz

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anxious-dumpling · 6 months

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Chapter One: First Day at Playcare! (6,600 words.)

♡ Fandoms: BTS, Stray Kids!

REQUESTS OPEN :) RULES IN END NOTES!

♡ Characters: Little!Reader CG Jungkook CG Taehyung Playcare Owner Hoseok EA Felix EA Hyunjin Little Jimin, IN, Seungmin Everyone else is Teachers!

♡ Genre: SFW Littlespace, Fluff, Non Idol AU!

After moving from the rural city of Geochang to the bustling city of Seoul, your parents Jungkook and Taehyung decide to start you in a new Playcare Centre. Life is about to be so much different!

Time to be brave!

Notes: Welcome! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

This is a very fluffy, very relaxed series that hopefully you can immerse yourself in!

There will be some angst but mostly fluff!

In this universe, Littlespace is permanent. If you don't know much about Littlespace, please research the topic elsewhere, since this story doesn't reflect how Littlespace functions in real life! Thank you!

The car's tyres grind against the tarmac as Jungkook pulls into the Little Sunshine Playcare's car park, a single storey building coming into view. It's made of caramel colored wood and black metal, a big welcome sign at the front that has a smiling cartoon sun attached to it. Arts and crafts are stuck to insides of the windows, so many colorful handprints reaching out to you as if giving you high-fives.

You tuck your chin into the soft collar of your pink sweater, peering at them nervously through your lashes.

As Jungkook chooses a parking space and turns off the engine, Taehyung twists around in his seat.

A kind smile graces his face. "Are you ready for your first day, sweetness?"

"Umm-..."

You glance back outside.

There's a man holding the hand of a colourfully dressed woman walking up to the front safety gate. He pulls the little knob and guides her through to the door, stopping to poke some buttons on a square thingy on the wall before heading inside.

"I dunno, Papa," You mumble as they leave your sight.

What if they don't wanna play with you? What if your teachers are meanies, and not nice like your Daddy and Papa?

"You don't know?" He sing-songs, pouting and reaching out to pinch your knee playfully. "Are you a little bit scared?"

Hang on.

You didn't say that!

Jungkook turns just in time to see you gasp, giggling to himself.

"I'm not scared!" You protest. "I'm not scared of anything, Papa!"

"Aww. I know."

Jungkook is sceptical. "No? Not even Lord Tirek?"

You think back to last night, when the big, scary monster appeared on the screen and you just had to hide in your Papa's arms.

You admit, "Maybe I'm scared of some things."

Taehyung smacks your Daddy on the shoulder, eyes wide behind his black glasses. "Luckily there's no Lord Tirek here then, right?"

"Right, Jagi," He agrees guiltily.

"Come on. It's time to get out now, sweetness."

You hug your teddy bear to your chest as they both exit the car.

Taehyung appears at your window, pulling your door open and leaning over you. He takes the big, red car seat buckle laying on your belly in his hands and clicks the two halves apart. The straps fall over your shoulders as he slots his hands under your armpits.

"Let's not forget your present," He reminds you, lifting you out of the seat and onto the ground.

As Jungkook rounds the car, he catches you chewing on your teddy's ear.

"Ah-ah," He chides, his tattooed hand coming up to pull it from your lips. "That's yucky. Be nice to Mr Bear, okay?"

"Sorry, Mr Bear."

"And?"

"Sorry, Daddy."

"Thank you."

"Here it is." Taehyung pulls out the bakery carry-box, slamming the door closed and carefully passing it to you. "Gentle hands."

"Good job." Jungkook praises. "It's not too heavy?"

"S'fine, Daddy."

Walking through the car park together, Taehyung strokes his hand through your hair, fixing the few fly-aways that have slipped from your piggy tails he very lovingly styled you in this morning. Your Papa is great at doing hair. Oh, and at picking outfits.

He's wearing a beige knitted vest over a plain white shirt, baggy pants, big shoes, and a beret.

The hairdresser's he works at lets him wear whatever he wants!

Jungkook, though; He has to wear a suit every day.

"Wooooow. Is that right?" Your taller parent exclaims. "You must be very strong?"

"Yes, I am, Daddy." You agree, plodding along.

For some reason, as he opens the gate and lets you through, both of them break out in chuckles above you. You don't know what's so funny about saying that! When you carried that heavy bag of rice at the shops yesterday, Daddy only had to help a little.

The door makes a clicking sound as the code is punched in, Jungkook pushing it open gentlemanly.

As you step into the foyer, you're suddenly hit with the feeling of being lost in a new place. You got lost in the supermarket once and it was so scary. Even scarier than Lord Tirek. You were about to be lost forever and ever until your Daddy finally found you.

You don't want to be alone again. No, no, no! A sad moan leaving your throat, you drop the bakery box onto the floor and wrap your arms around Jungkook's waist, smooshing your face into his breast through the black fabric. You're never letting go!

"Oh!" Taehyung exclaims, picking the small box back up. "Whoopsies."

"Whoopsies," Jungkook croons.

"Good morning," The lady at the desk greets, before her eyes widen. "Would you like some help?"

"We've got it." Your Papa assures her. "We're here to sign in Jeon-Kim Haen, please."

"Of course. Just a moment."

"I'm scared," You muffle.

"It's okay, baby." Jungkook soothes, rubbing your back. "Remember what you said before?"

I'm not scared of anything!

"I lieeeed." You complain. "I'm sc- scared of Lord Tirek and the air frier and scorpions and getting lost!"

Taehyung plucks a tissue from the reception desk box, bending to mop the yellow frosting off the floor.

Jungkook tsks sadly. "Maybe. But you're still very brave, Haen-ie."

"I'm b'ave?"

"Of course you are. Can you say, 'I'm Daddy and Papa's strong, brave girl'?"

"I'm- I'm Daddy and Papa's strong, b'ave girl."

"Good morning!" A new voice comes lilting into the room. You squeeze Jungkook even tighter, turning your head ever so slightly to get a look at the newcomer. A man as tall as your Daddy is approaching the three of you, dressed in an orange hoodie and looking like he swallowed the sun and all the stars for breakfast, the light trying to escape through his face. "Did we have a little accident?"

"We did," Tae laughs, throwing the used tissue and squished cupcake into a nearby bin.

"Don't worry. No harm done!"

His black hair is tousled neatly over his forehead, a rainbow lanyard laying against his chest.

"She's nervous about her first day." Jungkook explains, stroking your cheek. "Had a bit of a scare coming in."

The man smiles, his eyes turning into crescent moons. "You must be Haen-ie. I'm Hoseok-seonsangnim. It's nice to meet you!"

"Hello, Hoseok-seonsangnim." You murmur politely. "Are the cupcakes okay?"

Taehyung chuckles. "They're for her classmates."

"Wow, that's very nice of you." Hoseok gasps, looking through the little plastic windows. "Ooooh, yummy. They look perfect."

You let him know, "You can have one, too."

The three of them burst into soft laughter.

"Awww. Thank you, Haen-ie. You're a very kind girl. How about we go share them with everyone? Would you like to do that?"

You pause, thinking about it for a moment. "Okay."

"Awesome! Good idea." He praises, even though the idea was his, taking the box. "You'll have so much fun today!"

"You hear that? Come say goodbye to Papa-bear, sweetness."

You let go of your Daddy to fall into Taehyung's embrace, trying not to feel too scared as he wraps you up safely in his arms, rocking you gently from side to side and growling like a big, happy bear. When he pulls back, he kisses your forehead and passes you off to Jungkook, who gives you a quicker, lighter hug and reminds you not to chew on Mr Bear because he likes his ears to be clean.

"I won't, Daddy." You promise, earning another kiss to the forehead.

"Good girl. Daddy and Papa will come and pick you up later, okay?"

"Okay."

One last kiss. "We love you."

"Love you," Tae smiles.

"Love you, Daddy, Papa."

Hoseok offers his hand to you. "Come on, Haen-ie. Let's go share these yummy cupcakes, huh?"

Taking his hand in yours, you bravely let him guide you away.

"What flavor are the cupcakes, Haen-ie?"

"They're chocolate," You tell him, remembering what Papa asked the baker-lady for this morning.

"Oooh. I loooove chocolate." Your teacher gushes, giving your hand a bit of a squeeze as you walk side by side down the bright corridor. Splodgy paintings and crayon drawings hang from little wooden pegs along the wall, all the cats and dogs and dragons and two headed shark-giraffe hybrids all grinning down at you with silly faces and glittery decorations. "Is chocolate your favorite, too?"

"Uh-huh." You sheepishly nod. "I like it- I like it even betterer than vanilla, but Papa likes strawberry."

"He likes strawberry, does he? What about Daddy?"

"Daddy likes chocolate, too. He goes to the gym a lot, but he says it's healthy so we can eat lots!"

He laughs at that. "Well, I don't know about 'healthy', but it sure is delicious. Oh, look! Here's our classroom!"

You come to a stop in front of a door with a sticker on it that says, 'A2.'

Glancing back down the corridor, you notice the foyer is suddenly very empty. No Daddy, no Papa. Hoseok distracted you. You face forward again, taking a deep breath and telling yourself, I'm Daddy and Papa's brave girl, as he knocks on the door.

It opens. A man with long, wavy hair smiles sweetly at the both of you, moving to let you inside.

"Good morning!" He greets, closing the door behind you. "This must be our new friend, Haen-ie."

The classroom is bustling, filled with squealing laughter as Baby Shark plays loudly from somewhere.

"We're doing some dancing right now. It helps shake out all those early-morning jitters." He explains. "My name is Hyunjin-ie. It's so exciting to meet you! I'm one of the EAs in this room, so I'll be helping you get settled in today! Does that sound good?"

"What's an EA, Hyunjin-ie?"

"It means, 'Educational Assistant'. That means my job is to be your best friend and help you with your work!"

When you giggle, Hoseok adds, "We've got some delicious chocolate cupcakes here for everyone, too."

"Ohh! Cupcakes? I knew today was going to be a great day."

"Excuse me, friends!" Hoseok calls out over the song, getting everyone's attention. "I know we're all having fun dancing, but we have a new classmate here joining us today and she's very kindly brought us some delicious cupcakes to eat together!"

Exclamations break out across the room. "Cupcakes!!"

As the kids come running over, Hoseok sets the box down on the nearest activity table. "Everyone, say thank you to Haen-ie!"

"Thank you, Haen-ie!"

"I love you, Haen-ie!"

A shy smile makes its way onto your face, realizing that nobody here is mean like you thought they would be.

Your classmates jump up and down like pieces of popcorn as Hoseok hands a small cupcake to you first, then sharing the rest of them to the gathered crowd, reminding them all to be patient and thanking them for their nice manners.

Peeling back your cupcake's paper liner, you take a big, big bite.

Mmm. Chocolate with sweet, yellow frosting and a tiny, bear-shaped cookie sticking out of it.

"Thank you, Heun-ie!" A boy exclaims, his chin smeared with frosting. "Dis is soooo yummy!"

You smile, "My Papa buyed them."

"I love your Papa."

"I love my Papa, too."

"Nice manners, Jimin-ie." Hoseok praises him, handing the last of the cupcakes to EA Hyunjin and two other men who must be teachers. "Haen-ie, you've already met Hyunjin, but this here is EA Yeongbok-ie and Teacher Yoongi-seonsangnim."

The first man, Yeongbok; he has blonde hair, the color of vanilla cookies, and a wonky, toothy smile sweeter than every cookie in the world. He gives you an enthusiastic wave, his voice deeper than even your Papa's. "Hi! Nice to meet you!"

The second man, Yoongi, looks a bit like a sleepy, smiley cat. "Hello, Haen-ie."

"Hello," You wave back.

"We can meet the rest of your teachers later, but Yeongbok here is our second EA, and Yoongi is our very talented music teacher."

The man snorts. "I play recorders, Hoseok."

"All the same."

"Do you like music, Haen-ie?" Yeongbok asks as he pulls out a wooden seat for you, sitting in the one next to it.

"Okay, everyone! Sit down to eat, please!"

As everyone gets settled, you sit down next to Yeongbok and Hyunjin while Yoongi walks off with his cupcake.

"I like to sing with my Daddy and Papa," You tell the friendly EAs, your two new best friends.

"You guys just moved here from Geochang, didn't you?"

"Yeah," The mention of your old home sends a pang through your heart. It was a lot different than here. The streets were lined with wild grass and old, proud houses, always a breathtaking view of the mountains sitting on the horizon. "We got here two days ago."

"Well, we're very happy to have you here." Hyunjin smiles like a pretty prince. "What do you like about Seoul so far?"

Oh, um... You've never thought about that up until now.

"I like Han River," You guess, popping the biscuit in your mouth. "And we're going to Teseum Teddy Bear museum this weekend."

"Uwaaah," Yeongbok exclaims, "That sounds exciting?"

You nod, chewing, the wet crumbs falling from your lips and into your lap. "Bea'ws are my fav'ite animal."

"Oooh, careful," He warns, taking the handkerchief out of his pants' pocket and using it to clean you up.

"Oh! Sorryyyy."

"Don't worry." He brushes the crumbs off your sweater, and then your bear's fat, brown nose. "Look. It's as if nothing ever happened!"

"Daddy doesn't like it when I get my things dirty," You babble, giving the teddy a kiss as an apology, "Or chew on Mr Bear's ears."

"Aaah," Hyunjin hums understandingly, "So you're going to be one of the messy ones."

"You're going to love art class."

"I love art class!" A nearby boy butts in. "I made a painting for my Mommy yesterday!"

"Yes, and you used yourself as the canvas, didn't you?" He jokes, pinning him with an cool, sassy look.

The boy does nothing but giggle, his teeth covered in bits of chocolate cake, before running off to join his friends again.

"That's Jeongin-ie."

As you bite and swallow the last chunk of your cupcake, Yeongbok stands from the small seat, leaving his own cupcake on the table and offering his hand to you. "All done? Let's go put your bag away in the cubby before class starts, okay?"

"Okay, Yeongbok-ie." You agree, grabbing his pale hand and following him.

He takes you over to the wall besides the classroom door, where the cubby shelves are all stuffed with the other Little's backpacks, books, spare clothes, and water bottles. Coloured strips of paper are velcroed above each one, their names printed on them.

'Jimin', 'Jeongin', 'Maru', 'Nathan', and even your name! You point it out to Yeongbok, who chuckles in that delicate, tinkling way of his that makes it sound like he's a magical xylophone. He takes off your purple backpack and places it in the cubby below your tag.

Returning to the sitting area together, you spot Hyunjin and Yoongi helping tidy the aftermath.

"This one was yours," Yoongi nods toward an empty liner, wiping down the table with a cloth. "Go put it in the trash, please."

Hyunjin adds, "You too, Jeongin."

"Okayyyy." The boy sing-songs. "Fine."

Scooping up your trash and dumping it in the nearby bin, everybody works hard to clean up before settling down in their assigned seats at the activity tables strewn across the room. You're unsure where to go, awkwardly hugging Mr Bear, but sweet EA Yeongbok is there to help you again, taking your hand and guiding you to a table near the toy boxes. Jeongin and Jimin are sitting there, too.

"Ooh, Haen-ie. Look." The man points at the back of the chair. "What's that?"

You follow his finger.

Wow! It's another tag with your name on it!

"My name!" You exclaim proudly as you sit down. "This is my chair, Yeongbok-ie!"

"You're right. It is your chair," The man praises this genius discovery, as he drags another chair over and sits next to you.

Hyunjin and Yoongi are both sitting at other tables, joking with the kids around them.

"Hi! I'm Jimin!" The boy in front of you cheers.

"I'm Jeongin!"

"These are your table-mates, Haen-ie. Say hello?"

"Hello," You greet, using Mr Bear's fluffy arm to wave to them. "It's my first day today!"

"Why is it your first day?"

"We moved here." You explain, "And my old playcentre is too far away to visit, now."

"Awwww," Jimin pouts.

"That's so sad!"

"It is a little bit sad," Yeongbok validates, his tone comforting, "But she's going to make lots of new friends here, isn't she?"

Jeongin nods so fast you think his head might fall off. "I'll be your friend, Haen-ie!"

"Me, too! Do you like dinosaurs?"

Glancing at the T-Rex printed on his blue sweater, you shrug. "Um... A little."

"Oh." He deflates, perking right back up again afterwards. "It's okay! I'll still be your friend!"

"Yeah! He's friends with me, and I like sharks, but he doesn't like sharks, and we're still friends."

"Okay, guys," Yeongbok interrupts, placing a finger over his lips, "Sh, sh, sh. Let's listen to Hoseok-seonsangnim, okay?"

"Okay."

"Okay!"

"It's time for our first class of the day, friends." You turn your attention to the front of the classroom, peering over Jimin's shoulder as Hoseok drags the wheelie whiteboard into view, uncapping an orange marker and smiling brightly at his class. "Now, Yoongi-seonsangnim and I were nice enough to let you guys have some cupcakes before class this morning, weren't we?"

"Yeah!" You all reply at once.

"Yeah! Fun, right? So do you think you'll all be able to put your learning caps on, now?"

As he mimes putting on a big hat, you all copy him.

Even Yoongi, Hyunjin, and Yeongbok, too!

"Perfect!" He lowers his hands. "Does anyone know what we're going to be learning today?"

The whole class starts giggling hysterically as he glances at the laminated chart on the wall, which very obviously reads, Monday, 1. Music, 2. Arts and Crafts, 3. Snack Break, 4. Math, 5. Nap Time, 6. Lunch Break, 7. Reading, in bubble letters.

Everyone shouts out, "Music!"

"It's Music!"

"Music, Hoseok!"

"It's what?" Your teacher squints, cupping his ear. "We're learning what?"

You join in the chaos, shouting, "Music!!"

"Aaaaah. Music! Why didn't you say that the first time?"

Silly Hoseok-seonsangnim. You guys did say that!

"Let's start with our word of the day first, and then we get out the instruments." Turning and writing, Word of the Day, at the top of the whiteboard, he faces forward and looks directly at you. "How about you choose today's word, Haen-ie?"

Oh! You?!

"There's no wrong answers," Yeongbok encourages you when he notices your apprehension. "What about Bear?"

You give a quick nod. "You say, please?"

He happily reports back to your teacher, "The word of the day is Bear!"

"Oooh. Good choice. Let's all use the letters at our tables and have a go spelling Bear!"

"Oh! I know, I know!" Jimin exclaims, wiggling impatiently as your EA reaches into the middle of the table and pulls out a velcro board and a cup of felt letters from the basket of supplies, splaying them out. "Let me do it! I know!"

He grabs the pile of letters, pulling out a flimsy G character and sticking it to the board.

"Good job, Jimin-ie." Yeongbok slides the letters in front of you. "Haen-ie's turn, now. We have to work as a team!"

Humming thoughtfully, you sound out the word Bear in your head. There's a Guh, and then an Ohhhhh. Must be O.

You stick the O character below the G.

When it's Jeongin's turn, he sticks down an M character, completing the simple Hangul symbol.

"Is everybody ready? Show us your boards!"

Chatter fills the room again as Yeongbok holds up the board for you.

Hoseok glances from table to table, nodding, "Correct! Yep, correct! Well done! Yeongbok's table, correct!"

Your EA gives you a high-five.

Yay!

"Hyunjin's table," He sucks in a breath at the last group, "I'm afraid that's not quite right."

Everyone at the table groans in defeat and starts throwing accusations around.

"I told you it was just one M!"

"Hyunjinnnnn!"

"You didn't listen!"

Yoongi's laughing behind his hand, shoulders shaking.

The kids keep heckling him as he grumpily throws down the letter in his hand.

Yeongbok laughs, "Maybe you need to move to the baby's room, Hyung? What do you guys think?"

"Baby's room!" The girl next to Hyunjin chants. "Baby's room!"

Hyunjin sticks his tongue out at her.

"Okay. Okay," Hoseok chuckles, taking back control of the room as Yoongi stands up. "Time for music, now."

When Namjoon checks his watch, he announces, "Snack break, everyone!"

Jumping up from your seat and pulling your bucket hat on, you can't wait to eat!

You file out into the play yard with everyone else, finding a spot at one of the picnic tables. Hoseok and Namjoon-seonsangnim wheel out two carts of food, approaching each table and handing out the small bowls. Namjoon; You met him during Arts and Crafts. He's tall and muscly like a sports teacher, but he actually teaches art and English, his face round like a toffee candy, both cheeks dimpled.

"Hello, everyone." He greets, placing a plastic bowl and spoon in front of you. "Did you have fun in art today?"

"Thank you," You remember your manners, licking your lips at the sight of the sliced fruit and yoghurt.

"You're welcome, Haen-ie."

As you stick your spoon in, Seungmin exclaims, "Yeah! I maked a rainbow! It was really pretty."

"'Made'." Hoseok calls out.

The boy corrects himself. "I made a rainbow."

"Yes, I saw. It was pretty."

Gulping down the dollop of yoghurt and crunchy apple pieces, you gaze out at the patch of sunlight nearby. Your class's art creations are drying in the sun, the pieces of paper swaying in the breeze, wrinkled from all the glue and pom poms on them.

"I made a dinosaur with Jimin," You garble as Namjoon walks away with the cart, your mouth full.

The boy nods. "It was a brontosaurus. Brontosauruses are the ones with the-!"

"The long necks," The girl across from him rolls her eyes. "We know."

Your dinosaur's neck was five pompoms long!

He gasps. "You like dinosaurs, too, Ahyun?!"

"No. You just talk about them all the time." She glances up from her bowl. "Haen, you have glue on your elbow."

You do? Shrugging a shoulder, you peer down at the side of your arm and scratch the dried flake off.

"And paint on your shoulder."

Oh, she's right. There's a pink splat on your sweater. You hope your Daddy won't be too upset.

"And on your hand."

... Oh.

"She got really messy," The girl beside her giggles. "She's like my baby brother, and he's only one!"

"I think she's messier," She jokes, making your cheeks go hot.

"Are you one, Haen-ie?"

"No. I'm nineteen," You mumble uncomfortably, hiding your paint-covered hand under the table. "And four on the inside."

"You should go sit somewhere else," Ahyun chirps. "I don't want you to get me dirty!"

"She won't," Jimin frowns.

"Yes, she will!"

Whatever. You don't want to sit with Ahyun, either. You pick up your bowl and stand from the wooden bench, storming over to the playground and ducking under one of the platforms. You hide away in a dark corner to finish eating your snack in peace.

Tears start burning at the edges of your eyes when you catch a second glimpse at your ruined sweater.

"Haen-ie? Sweetie?"

Sniffling, you watch Hyunjin as he searches the playground, coming to a sudden stop when he sees you. He looks like he's about to explain that you're not allowed to eat in the playground, but something in his expression changes and he crouches down.

"Haen-ie, sweetie, what are you doing all the way over here?" He asks. "What's the matter?"

Glancing behind him, you catch the other teachers watching the two of you, before they go back to what they were doing.

Hyunjin crawls in and sits beside you, long hair framing his face as he tilts his head at you.

"Haen-ie?"

You pout, "I don't wanna sit at the tables."

"No?"

You shake your head, poking sadly at your yoghurt.

"You don't want to sit with your friends? Jimin and Jeongin?" He tries, only to be met with silence. "Me and Yeongbok-ie?"

You admit, "I don't wanna sit with Ahyun."

He pauses. "Did Ahyun say something a little bit mean?"

You nod. "Her friend said I'm like her baby brother because I'm messy. And then Ahyun said I'm even messier than him because I got paint and glue on my clothes in art class, and then she said I can't sit with them, so I came over here to hide."

Sympathy washes over his face. He muses, "That wasn't very nice of her, was it?"

"No, it wasn't," You agree.

"Did it make you sad?"

"Uh-huh." It did make you sad. "I didn't get messy on purpose, Hyunjin-ie. It was an a'sident."

"Awww, Hyunjin-ie knows it was an accident, sweetie. And you know what?"

"What?"

"Art class is all about getting messy, little friend. Wouldn't it be boring if the paint only got on the paper?"

"My Daddy doesn't like it when I get dirty. He likes it when things are perfect and nice and clean."

Your Papa calls him a 'Perfectionist'.

"You're already perfect and nice," He argues. "And Yeongbok and I are going to make sure you're clean, too."

"You are?"

"Yeah. Yeongbok is new, too, you know. He's only been here a week. And he says I should be in the baby's room. Pssh. After art class ended, I had to teach him where to find the extra wet wipes, but you went outside to eat before we could clean you up!"

Ohhh. You remember now! After class ended, Yeongbok told you to wait, but you forgot and ran outside!

"I was too excited to eat!"

"Yes, you were." He chuckles, taking your hand. "Come on. Let's go get clean!"

"Okay!"

He helps you crawl back out from the playground, leaving your bowl at the table and stepping inside the empty classroom.

It's much quieter in here. The aircon hums above you, tables all clean and glossy. You see Yeongbok standing behind the partition of the exposed bathroom area, peeling open a package of wet wipes and digging through your purple backpack.

Both of you approaching him, Yeongbok gasps dramatically with a big, sunny smile. "Haen-ie!"

Hyunjin squeezes your hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't wait for you, Yeongbok-ie," You apologize sweetly. "I got distracted and forgot to wait for you!"

"Aw. That's okay." He says, pulling out a spare shirt with a big strawberry on it. "Let's get you into some clean clothes."

The two nice men work together to remove your paint-covered sweater and stuff it back into your backpack, wiping down your fingers and palms with the wet wipes afterwards. Yeongbok quickly dresses you in the green shirt and adjusts your bucket hat.

"There we go," He celebrates, zipping your backpack up. "That was nice and easy, wasn't it!"

"Thank you, Yeongbok-ie and Hyunjin-ie!"

"See? Nothing bad about getting messy." The older EA holds his hand out to you. "Come on. Let's go finish eating, little friend."

Uh oh.

"Do I have to?"

Yeongbok makes a confused face. "I thought you were excited to eat?"

"I am, but," You twist your shoe into the floor. "Ahyun was mean to me."

He frowns. "Oh, no."

"Hyunjin-ie will make sure Hoseok-seonsangnim tells Ahyun's parents she was being mean to one of our friends," Hyunjin promises. "And you can sit with me, if you like, or we can ask Jimin and Jeongin if they want to move tables with you?"

You wanna sit with all of them!

"Let's all sit together!"

"Okay, sweet friend." He praises as you take his hand. "Let's go. Your yoghurt is waiting for you!"

You giggle. "I'm coming, yoghurt!"

Hyunjin guides you back into the play yard, approaching the picnic table.

"Excuse me, guys," The man politely interrupts, pointing to a nearby empty table. "I'm going to take my friend Haen-ie over to the kind-friends table over there, and we want to know who else is going to join us."

"Ooooh," Ahyun's friend exclaims. "I do!"

Not wanting to be left out, Ahyun agrees and raises her hand. "Me too, Hyunjin!"

"Sorry, Jenna and Ahyun. This table is only for kind friends. You weren't being a very kind friend to Haen-ie today, were you?"

She gawks. "Wh-?!"

"Maybe when you're feeling a little bit kinder," He suggests, "You can come and join us later."

As she scoffs angrily, Jimin raises his hand. "Can I come, Haen-ie?"

"What about me?" Jeongin adds. "I wanna sit with you!"

"Me, too!" Seungmin agrees. "I'm a kind friend!"

You go pink under all the attention. "Okay!"

"Yay!"

"Let's go!"

"Kind-friends table!"

The four of you grab your bowls and go sit at the other, better table together. Hyunjin offers his lap to you since you might still be a little sad. Even though you're feeling better now, you still climb up onto his thigh, while the three boys sit around you.

"There you go," Hyunjin cooes, bouncing you up and down a little. "Ooooh. Apple? What else did you get?"

"I got banana," Seungmin answers, pointing at his friend's bowl. "Jimin got some, too!"

Jeongin pouts, "I got grapes."

"He hates grapes," The boy beside him explains helpfully.

You ask, "Do you like apple?"

When he nods, you hold your bowl over his, using your spoon to flick the apple into it.

"Thanks, Haen-ie!" He gasps, before giving you his grapes. "You can have mine!"

"Thanks, Jeongin-ie."

"Woooow," Hyunjin exclaims, "Nice sharing, you guys."

"My Papa says it makes our friends sad when we don't share," You tell him. "And I don't like it when people are sad, Hyunjin-ie."

The man suddenly clutches his heart through his baggy shirt, wincing like he's in pain. "Dawww."

You giggle at his outburst. "What, Hyunjin-ie?"

He makes a Grrrrrr sound as he mimes grabbing your cheeks. "You're adorable, that's what!"

You push his hands away. "Silly Hyunjin!"

Yeongbok comes into view as you all laugh together, setting his bowl on the table. "Hey! Don't have all the fun without me!"

"How are you guys going over here?"

As Hoseok approaches your table, you pout your lips around the pencil in your mouth.

Not good. Math is hard!

He takes notice just like all good teachers do. "Needing some help there, Haen-ie?"

You mumble, "Yes, p'ease."

Yeongbok gently pulls your hand away. "We don't chew on pencils, little friend. There you go."

As he goes back to helping Jeongin, Hoseok takes a seat next to you. "Tell Hoseok-seonsangnim what you need help with."

"Yeongbok-ie is busy with Jeongin and there's-! There's too many steps!"

"Ahhh, I see. Don't worry. Let's break them down together, shall we? Can you read the question to me?"

You look down at your paper, making sure to ignore the cartoon gardener at the bottom because he's annoying you. "Taeyun buys some-... some flower seeds. He plants five seeds in normal soil, and five seeds in special mulch. The seeds in the... in the special mulch grow double the flowers than the seeds in the regular soil grow. How many flowers will he have when they're done growing?"

See?! That's super hard.

Taehyun should ask somebody else about his flowers, because you have no idea.

"That was great reading," Hoseok praises you, before grabbing a blank piece of paper and some crayons from the supply box. "I've got an idea. You know what helps me when I can't figure out a question? Drawing it out!"

Your eyes widen. "There's questions you can't figure out?"

A laugh escapes him. "Yes, there are. Even teachers need help, sometimes."

"But you're super smart?"

"The only way to get smart is to be wrong a lot of times first." He explains, drawing some dots on the page. "Let's draw what we need to know. First, I'll draw the seeds... Five normal seeds on the left and five special seeds on the right."

When he's finished, he hands you a green crayon.

"Now let's draw the flowers coming out of the seeds."

"Okay. I'll try!"

"That's what I like to hear, friend. You should draw two flowers coming out of each special seed, remember?"

Nodding, you get to work drawing the stems.

After that, you add a yellow ball and colorful petals to each one.

"Let's add some ladybugs!" You suggest, reaching for the red crayon.

"Hang on. We don't need any ladybugs right now." He reminds you. "Maybe you can draw some in art class tomorrow, okay?"

Awwww. "Okay."

"Let's count the flowers instead. Ready?"

"Uh-huh. One, two, three," You concentrate hard and count every flower. "Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen!"

"Fifteen. Well done!" Hoseok exclaims with a big, excited grin, giving you a double high five. "You did it!"

"I did it!"

"Go ahead and write the answer down and we'll have a go at the next one."

"Okay! Thank you, Hoseok-seonsangnim."

"You're very welcome, sunshine."

By the time you've filled out the math booklet, you're in serious need of a nap. Being smart is lots of effort. How does he do it?

Luckily, it's nap time.

You grab Mr Bear and head into the toy area, where the EAs have moved the furniture out of the way and set up sleeping mats on the floor. Your Papa packed your softest, pinkest bedding today. You kneel on the cotton fabric, yawning and laying your head on your pillow as Hyunjin pulls the curtains over the windows. Hundreds of stars light up the walls when Yeongbok switches on the lamp.

"Who needs a little extra help getting to sleep today?" He asks quietly, switching on the speaker next.

The sound of somebody playing the piano graces your ears.

A couple of kids raise their hands, including you. No matter how tired you are, it's still scary falling asleep in a new place.

Hyunjin comes over to you.

"Close your eyes, sweetie," He whispers, settling beside your mat.

With him slowly stroking your hair, you're drifting off into dreamland before you even realize it.

At the end of the day, while you're all sitting on the rug, Hoseok asks, "Who here had a good day today?"

"Me!" You all shout.

"Let's share three things we're grateful for today," He says, gesturing to a student. "Let's start with you, Jihyun."

She tilts her head. "Ummm... Art class, Yeongbok helping me find my pencil when I lost it, and... Oh! Haen's cupcakes!"

"Oooh. They were yummy, weren't they? Jimin?"

He's got his answer right away. "Meeting my new friend Haen-ie!!"

Jeongin's got his, too! "Haen-ie sharing her fruit with me!!"

"Aw, those are great answers. I'm grateful for our new friend, too."

When it's your turn, you shyly stare back at the class. It's difficult to choose only three things! You're grateful for the EAs, who made your first day as easy as possible for you, Yoongi for making you laugh as he taught you how to hold the recorder, Namjoon for opening the glue pot for you when it was stuck, and Hoseok for being such a great teacher, even if he's bad at drawing flowers.

"I'm grateful for my friends and my teachers and the EAs... and nap time, and brontosauruses."

That might've been five things... But Hoseok doesn't mind. "Aww. I'm so glad, friend."

Hyunjin does that thing again where he looks like he's going to die.

Yeongbok chuckles, petting his shoulder in support.

Parents start gathering in the corridor outside the classroom as the rest of the kids share their three things. You keep an eye out for your Daddy and Papa, your legs squirming and your heart racing like it's trying to break out of you and go find them.

The last time you glance through the window, they're both there!

When they spot you, their faces light up like they always do when they spot you in school assemblies and sport events.

They wave to you.

"Daddy, Papa," You cheer under your breath, trying to keep your hand in your lap. "Daddy, Papa are here."

"Okay, my friends." Hoseok eventually concludes. "I'll see you all tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!!"

"Bye, Hoseok!!"

"It's home time!!"

As soon as he opens the door, you jump up and run over to the big group of parents, straight into your Papa's open arms.

"There you are!" Taehyung gasps happily, holding you tight. "There's our sweet girl!"

"Papa!!"

"Did you have a good day?" He asks you, kissing your hair and letting you hug Jungkook next. "You didn't miss us too much?"

"I missed you so much," You muffle into Jungkook's button shirt. "But I had a good day at the same time!"

"We missed you, too," Your Daddy chuckles.

As Hyunjin approaches the three of you, handing your backpack and artwork to Jungkook, you pull away slightly.

"Here are Haen's things," He smiles.

He thanks the man. "Wow. Is this a dinosaur, baby?"

"I made it with my new friend, Jimin! He said I could keep it because he has a lot of dinosaur drawings at his home already."

"It's so cute."

Taehyung adds, "I love it."

"She had a good day," The EA smiles. Yeongbok and Hoseok are talking to some other parents behind him, handing more backpacks and artworks out. As Jungkook gives your dinosaur craft to his husband and unzips your bag, making sure everything is in there, Hyunjin explains, "We did have a little hiccup this morning, though. You'll find her sweater in there. It just has some paint on it."

Guilt squeezes you as you watch Jungkook turn the fabric over in his hand. "Sorry, Daddy."

"It's okay, Haen-ie." He shakes his head, zipping it up. "Daddy just wanted you to have fun today, okay? We can wash it out."

"I also got crumbs on Mr Bear," You admit.

He laughs at your sudden burst of honesty, slinging your bag over his shoulder. "We can wash him, too."

"He'll love it," Tae agrees. "It'll be like a spa day."

Some people might think your Daddy is the stricter parent, but he actually breaks more of his own rules than you do, and it's him who's always spoiling you with new toys, treats, and clothes! He's a big softie!

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Haen-ie!" Hyunjin says. "High-five!"

"Buh-bye, Hyunjin-ie!"

After you smack hands, Taehyung and Jungkook thank him again and they each take one of your hands, leading you out of the Playcentre. They listen intently as you babble about every detail of your day all the way to the car, where Tae lifts you in.

"Did everyone enjoy the cupcakes?" He asks, helping you thread your arms through the straps.

"Oh! Yeah! They were really yummy, Papa."

"No dessert tonight, then, I guess." He pouts, clicking the buckle together, before grinning cheekily at you. "Just kidding."

You stick your tongue out at him.

"Hey," Your Daddy chuckles, watching you in the rear-view mirror. "Save that little tongue for your ice cream tonight."

"We're having ice cream?!"

Tae closes your door and settles into the passenger seat as the car starts. "Didn't we tell you? Brave girls get ice cream, baby bear."

"Yay! Thank you!"

Cupcakes, new friends, a good nap, and ice cream?

You wish every day could be your first day at Playcare!

When you get a whole bowl's worth of chocolate ice cream all over your pyjamas that night, Jungkook just fondly smiles at you and sneaks you a second scoop while Tae isn't looking. He taught you that chocolate is healthy when you want it to be, after all!

Notes:

Please share your thoughts and leave some suggestions for future chapters! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

Things I won't write. - Smut. - Self-harm. - Intense angst. - Anything unrelated to Haen or Littlespace. Everything else goes!

Current roles. - Taehyung: Parent Caregiver. - Jungkook: Parent Caregiver. - Jin: ??? - Namjoon: Art / English Teacher. - Hoseok: Homeroom Teacher / Playcare Owner. - Yoongi: Music Teacher. - Jimin: Little. - Bangchan: ??? - Lee Know: ??? - Han: ??? - Changbin: Sports Teacher. - Hyunjin: EA / Art Teacher. - Felix: EA. - Seungmin: Little. - Jeongin: Little.

I encourage you to be friendly and patient with me! ^◡^

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cuddlepilefics · 3 years

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baby space chan please please please, maybe minho as a cg, including things like stress, pacifiers and bottle

Channie ish tiwed

Fandom: Stray Kids

Little: Chan

Caregiver: Minho

No one’s POV.:

Times had been tough on Stray Kids lately. Out of the blue, their management demanded them to produce a new album in half the time they usually needed. It shouldn’t be too hard on 3racha because Chan had a massive amount of unpublished songs on his laptop, yet he didn’t feel confident enough in them to have any of them published, at least not the way they were right now. The leader was always harsh on himself when it came to the music he was producing and only a small fraction actually made it on one of their albums. What was even more bothersome, was that their company building was under construction and it was hard to find a studio where it was quiet enough to record anything. Not being in the studio he was used to, was a big stressor for Chan. He had become attached to that room and felt the most motivated and focused there. Not being in his known environment was distracting the Aussie and slowed him down significantly. He ended up staying later every night and at some point, he didn’t even let Changbin and Jisung stay with him to help him because one, they were obviously exhausted though they tried not to show it too much and two, they distracted their hyung too. Usually they didn’t distract him but while already being unable to properly focus, any form of company had become a distraction for the oldest.

After impressive two hours of sleep at the dorm, Chan packed his things and got ready to go to the studio again. His members were still asleep but he couldn’t afford to rest too much, despite the headache he had developed from stress and exhaustion days prior. It wasn’t too bad, merely a nuisance that kept him from focusing but not enough to keep him from working. Just as he slipped on his shoes to head out, his phone buzzed with a message that had been sent to all JYP employees. The electrician had made a mistake, which left the entire company building without power. Reading this, Chan wanted to cry. How was he supposed to complete their album on time if he can’t even use the studio? Having to switch to a different one had already been hard enough but now? He’d have to work at the dorm. It would be tough because his members would all be home too. How was he supposed to focus and get something done here? He couldn’t even tell them to go and practice some dances because the dance rooms didn’t have power either and if they started dancing in their living room, Chan would have an emotional breakdown. Taking a few deep breaths, he took out his laptop and placed it on the dining table. He made his way to the kitchen to get himself a big cup of strong coffee. He’d really need that. The Aussie tried to make peace with the situation, since there was nothing he could do about it but still, he couldn’t help but feel even more stressed than before. He’d try to get as much done at the dining table before the first members woke up and when his roommates were up, he’d claim their shared bedroom as his new workplace and God forbid if anyone dared to disturb him.

Chan wasn’t usually an irritable person but with the sleep-deprivation and pressure put on him, he tended to snap at people quicker than anyone would expect. Especially, when it was one of his dongsaengs deliberately trying to keep him from working and telling him to go to bed. Couldn’t they see that their songs didn’t write themselves? Taking a huge gulp of his coffee, Chan burned his tongue and cursed under his breath. By the way his day was starting, he just wanted to go back to bed and pull the blanket over his head to hide from the world. He caught himself pouting at the screen in front of him and frowned that his little side was rising to the surface now out of all times. If he slipped, he’d get even less work done, so he really needed another sip of coffee, no matter how hot it was. His little self despised anything that tasted remotely bitter and considering how strong the Aussie had brewed his coffee this morning, bitter wasn’t even strong enough of a word to describe the taste. The bitterness on his tongue instantly brought his focus back and he continued to work somewhat focused for almost thirty minutes till Seungmin shuffled into the kitchen. The vocalist was a morning person and needing the least time to wake up and get out of bed, he often ended up making breakfast for his friends. With his headphones on, Chan hadn’t even heard him come in but as though he was able to feel his presence, he instantly got distracted. Looking up, he removed one of his headphones and grumbled: “The company building is out of power, so if you want, you can go back to bed.”

Seungmin had other plans though. Since they didn’t have to hurry to get to the company in time, they could have a bigger breakfast and he was awake anyway, so why not make pancakes for everyone. Chan wanted to rip out his hair as soon as the clanging of pots started behind him. His focus was gone but where could he go? He could hear Seungmin’s cooking in the living room too but all the bedrooms were still occupied. Putting his headphones fully back on, the leader tried to drown out the noise but like earlier, the presence itself was enough to distract him. He felt like crying and couldn’t tell whether the exhaustion was making him emotional or whether his little side was coming out, either way, coffee would help. Taking another gulp of the slowly cooling drink, he picked up his laptop and went to the bathroom. The Aussie closed the door behind him and sat down on the closed toilet lid with his laptop on his lap. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to work in but it was quiet and he was alone, which was exactly what he needed right now. Looking around deep in thought as he was searching for the right word that would fit the flow of their lyrics, his eyes landed on his rubber duck, that sat on the edge of the bathtub. He cursed himself for leaving his coffee on the dining table and quickly shoved the bath toy into a random drawer, not caring where it went as long as it was out of his sight.

Chan almost fell off the toilet in shock when the door suddenly opened. He didn’t know why he was so surprised because it had been only a matter of time till someone would have to use the bathroom. “Hyung?”, Hyunjin asked confused. The leader took off his headphones and sighed: “The company building is out of power, so I tried to find a quiet place here.” He closed his laptop and left, continuing his search for a hiding place where he could hopefully get some of his work done. “Wait, hyung, why don’t you use our room? Seungmin and I are up already and Minho-hyung’s sleeping. He’s a heavy sleeper, so I don’t think he’d wake up”, the dancer offered. It actually seemed like a good idea. Maybe the distracting feeling of someone’s presence wouldn’t be as strong of that someone was asleep because living with seven other people, it would be quite difficult to find an unoccupied spot.

The Aussie quietly snuck into the bedroom, glancing at Minho who was indeed still deeply asleep. He set up his laptop on Seungmin’s desk, grateful that the younger was such a tidy person. He was lucky, Minho’s presence wasn’t distracting at all, he just needed to make sure not to accidentally look at the sleeping dancer. Minho was Chan’s caregiver whenever the leader slipped into his headspace and seeing him lay there so peacefully, the little in him just wanted to go and get some cuddles from his daddy. It looked so, so cozy over there but as long as he didn’t look, he’d be able to resist. Too bad that the song he was working on wasn’t working out the way he had thought it would. Something just sounded off, not right at all, but he didn’t know what he’d have to fix to make it sound right. Minho, who was just waking up, got the scare of his life when a frustrated Chan punched the closet standing next to the desk. As soon as his heart slowed down a bit, he got out of bed and spun the chair his hyung was sitting in around. He made it just in time to keep the leader from throwing his laptop across the room, something he’d surely regret. What he was doing was risky because he didn’t know how mad the older was and why he was mad in the first place. “Hey, what’s got you so work up that you need to resort to violence”, the dancer asked sternly, trying to hide how nervous he was about interrupting Chan when he had just punched something. The older looked up at him with a pout and whined: “Channie ish tiwed!” Immediately afterwards, the first tear spilled over and within a few seconds, he was full on sobbing.

Minho was taken aback but quickly pulled the little out of his chair and guided him to his unmade bed, where they sat down together. “It’s okay, ducky. You’ve been working so hard, I’d be confused if you weren’t tired”, he hummed, resting his back against the wall and pulling Chan against his chest. The leader only whimpered in response and buried his face in his sweater paws. He rarely got this worked up, so Minho was unsure about the best way of calming him down. Reaching behind him, the dancer grabbed the cat plushie he always kept on his bed and handed it to the little, who instantly clutched it to his chest. The caregiver smiled softly when he watched the other calm down a bit as soon as he held the plushie, carefully he whispered: “Channie, can you tell me how old you are?” The Aussie looked at him with teary eyes, lip quivering as he remained silent. “Aww, is my little ducky too little to talk?”, Minho cooed, cupping the little’s damp cheek and brushing his thumb under the other’s eye to brush away the tears. Chan only whined and slipped the cord of his hoodie between his lips, chewing on it. “Channie, do you want to tell daddy what made you so frustrated?”, he tried quietly, quite certain that he wouldn’t get a reply but he wanted to give the other a chance to get it off his chest. The leader responded with whines and some blabbering around the cord in his mouth. Although he didn’t understand a word, Minho nodded along understandingly and when the little grew quiet he gasped: “Really, I’m sorry, baby. Don’t think about it too much yeah?” Chan nodded and cuddled back into his caregiver’s chest.

They sat for a while till the little had calmed down and completely forgotten about work. With some struggle, Minho picked him up and carried him to the living room, where everyone else was gathered already as the two had taken quite some time. “What’s going on?”, Felix frowned, getting up from the couch, so that the older could sit down with Chan in his lap. The leader hid his face against his shoulder, feeling shy, so Minho ran his hand up and down the little’s back and sighed: “He finally slipped after putting it off due to work for who knows how long. I think he’s in babyspace, so if you could get me his stuff from your room?” The younger nodded, quickly searching for the box his hyung kept his little gear in. He placed the box on the coffee table but took one item out already. Chan owned a light-blue pacifier, a color that was calm and soothing to look at. “Hey, little one, do you want your paci?”, he cooed, holding the comfort item out to the other. The leader hesitantly lifted his head from Minho’s shoulder and looked at Felix, opening his mouth. The freckled boy giggled and placed the paci between the little’s lips.

Chan whined again and nuzzled his face against his daddy’s neck. “Ah, I forgot to mention, he’s exhausted and I’m going to put him down for a nap”, the caregiver chuckled, turning his face to press a soft kiss on the little’s cheek. He was just about to get up, when Seungmin stopped him: “I don’t think he had breakfast yet and judging by those eyebags, he’s going to be out cold till after lunch.” – “Right, hm, could you make him a bottle? Just hot milk with some honey. I can’t really put him down when he’s this little, other wise I’d do it myself”, the dancer pleaded. The younger nodded, smiling: “Sure, you don’t have to do this all by yourself. We want to help our leader too, you know?” Jeongin took the bottle from the box and handed it to Seungmin, adding: “You just go ahead, either to his or to your room and I’ll take this box and follow you, so you two can get settled.” Minho nodded gratefully and carried Chan to his room. Jeongin and Changbin followed him and while Jeongin placed the box down on the bed, Changbin collected Chan’s laptop. Him and Jisung could try and continue their work, so their hyung wouldn’t have as much work left when he’d come out of his headspace again. “There, you can get all comfy, ducky”, Minho whispered, placing Chan down on his bed. Jeongin was already rummaging through the box of little gear, checking if there was anything he could want to have with him for a nap. He found a little bird plush with a rattle in it but other than that, the other things were would have to wait till the little was better rested.

Minho sat down with his back against the headboard and settled Chan against his chest, remembering that he still had to feed him his bottle before he could take a nap. The little whined a bit, but was easily distracted by his rattle. The maknae shook it a few times before handing it to the Aussie who looked at it with wondering eyes. Jeongin then closed the blinds, leaving only small slits at the bottom to allow enough light in to see. Then he patted the little’s head and told him to have sweet dreams before leaving the two alone. Seungmin came in quietly, handing Minho the bottle and worrying: “Hyung, he already had coffee this morning and with how bad his insomnia gets, I’m not sure if he really can sleep right now.” – “Hm, usually his insomnia is much better when he’s little because he has less things on his mind and I don’t know if coffee is even affecting him anymore, considering his body must be used to it at this point. At least that’s what I hope because I have no idea what’s going to happen if he stays awake much longer”, the dancer hummed, raking his fingers through Chan’s hair. Seungmin nodded and left them alone, knowing the leader was shy about using his bottle when people were looking. Minho plucked the paci out of the little’s mouth, earning a disapproving whine, and quickly replacing it with the bottle after checking whether it had drinking temperature. The Aussie relaxed as he suckled his warm, sweet milk and played with the small rattle in his hands. His eyes started to droop shut towards the end but by the time the bottle was empty, he was awake again, whimpering as he just wanted to sleep off the headache that had been bugging him for a few days already. Minho placed a kiss on his forehead before cradling his head against his chest, sighing: “Aww ducky, you’re okay. Should daddy try to sing you to sleep?” The little nodded with a sad pout and closed his eyes, only focusing on his daddy’s voice and the fingers messing with his hair. Watching Chan’s breathing even out, the dancer mumbled sadly: “Get some rest, little one.”

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