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7 years ago

Our Little Hyung (Part 2)

The two 'parents' of the dorm looked at the skirt clad Yoongi sleeping in between them on the couch. "Jeongguk-ah, explain." Jin said referring as to why the pale rapper is wearing a skirt. "Yoongi-hyung is a little. He does it to deal with stress. He apparently likes wearing feminine clothes when he's in little space." The two made sounds of understanding. "Oh, well, I'm okay with it. If it helps Yoongi then why oppose." Namjoon nodded along in agreement.

"Jin-hyung, what do you think the others will say about this?" Jeongguk asked. The two shrugged. "Maybe we should tell them now while hyung is asleep. If they have any reaction then it won't disturb Yoongi-hyung." Jin nodded, it wasn't a half bad idea. "That can work. Jeongguk-ah, call the others, they're in their room. Also before you go, does Yoongi-ah have a caregiver?" Jeongguk nodded and raised his hand. "Yeah, me." That is all he said before jogging off to gather his other hyungs.

While Jeongguk was gone, Yoongi started stirring in his sleep. He seemed to be waking up. His eyes flutter open as he slowly sat up and cutely rubbed his eyes with his sweater paw as he looked for something or someone around the room. The two other males on either side of Yoongi just stared at him in awe, too consumed by cuteness to say anything. Yoongi pouted when he didn't see what he was looking for. He looked towards Namjoon and with a cute ass voice said "Daddy?"

Well Namjoon just died due to cuteness. "Who's daddy?" Jin asked from the other side of Yoongi. "Kookie. Kookie daddy." Yoongi said, bouncing at the mention of his caregiver's name. The two looked at each other in slight confusion. "Kookie went to call the others, you can wait with us until your daddy comes back, okay?" The little nodded, hair bouncing along.

Later on, Jeongguk came back, leading Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok to the living room. Yoongi saw Jeongguk and jumped from his place on couch and running towards the maknae. "Daddy!!" Yoongi jumped at Jeongguk and thankfully caught him before they toppled over. "Hey baby boy, did you miss me?" The little bounced excitedly in his care giver's arms as he nodded a yes. The three who were standing behind them just looked confused.

They sat down on the couch. Yoongi sitting on Jeongguk's lap and the rest sitting around them. "So what is happening?" Taehyung said from the edge of the couch. Yoongi looked at Taehyung with curiosity. "Yoongi-hyung is a little. He basically has a separate head space that basically like that of a child. While in that head space he will act, speak, think and basically be a child in an adult body. It is a genre of roleplays called ageplay, it can be sexual or nonsexual. Yoongi-hyung does it to help him with stress." Namjoon replied playing with Yoongi's hair.

Jeongguk looked at Namjoon. "Thanks hyung for explaining." Namjoon smiled at Jeongguk with a nod. "So hyung will be like a child if he gets too stressed?" Taehyung asked. "Basically, I walked in on him like this, he must've been stressed. But then again he has been in his studio for five days straight." Jeongguk said toward them all, not only to Taehyung. "HYUNG IS SO CUTE!!" Hoseok burst all of a sudden. It surprised everyone. Yoongi pointed at Hoseok. "Yoonie wike him. Can Yoonie pway with him?"

Jeongguk laughed slightly. "Hoseok –hyung, you wanna play with him?" The walking ball of sunshine nodded, scooping Yoongi from Jeongguk's lap and taking him to the floor. The others watched as Hoseok tried to teach him to play Pattie Cake and Rock, Paper, Scissors. "I'm so confused but if it helps hyung relax then I guess it's okay." Jimin said while watching Hoseok and Yoongi play. "Wait, if he goes into the mindset of a child then doesn't that mean he needs someone to take care of him?" Jimin asked looking back at Jin, Jeongguk and Namjoon. "Yes, he does. Jeongguk-ah is his caregiver but that doesn't mean we can't all be his caregiver. I mean, he's way too cute not to spoil." Jin replied to Jimin, returning his gaze to Yoongi.

"Baby boy, come over here." Yoongi looked over to Jeongguk and obeyed the request. Yoonngi walked to Jeongguk and sat on his lap. "Baby boy, do you know their names?" Yoongi nodded furiously at Jeongguk's question. "Really, can you show daddy?" Yoonie giggled cutely and started.

"Dat Jinnie" Yoonie said pointing to Jin. "Monnie" referring to Namjoon. "Minnie" Jimin chuckled at the nickname. "Seokie" Hoseok gave Yoongi a thumbs up and a smile. "Taetae" Yoongi indicated to Taehyung, who gave the little his signature boxy smile and finally Yoongi faced Jeongguk then tackled the boy, keep in mind they are very close to each other, while squealing "Daddy!!!" Well all the members, except Yoongi, just died from the cuteness.

"So, all of you are okay with this? You all accept the fact that Yoongi-hyung is a little." Jeongguk asked, rocking Yoongi back and forth to encourage him to sleep. They nodded, trying not to be noisy, taking note that Yoongi was falling asleep. "Okay, now that's finished and there is no complaints, let us go to bed. Jeongguk, I believe you are capable of taking care of Yoongi?" Jeongguk nodded, standing up and placing a, now sleeping, Yoongi on his hip. "Night hyungs." They all stood up and said soft good nights before retreating to their own rooms.

Jeongguk brought Yoongi to his room and placed the little on his bed. Jeongguk changed into some sweatpants and a loose shirt before standing by the bed. He grabbed the paci and unclipped it from Yoongi's skirt. He cleaned the paci and clipped it back onto Yoongi's skirt. He carefully placed the paci into Yoongi mouth, to which the little subconsciously started to suck on it. Jeongguk slipped into the covers next to the little. Yoongi snuggled up to Jeongguk's chest and sighed happily. Jeongguk wrapped his arm protectively around Yoongi's waist and fell asleep hugging his adorable hyung

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Word Count: 1020 words

A/N: AHHHhh, I was so happy that the  boys won top social artist at the BBMAs and Jungkook just killed everyone with amazing illegalness (?, How do you make the word 'sexy' family-friendly). Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. I am currently working on chapter 3. I will stop posting this story on Tumblr because my tumblr is messing up :(.

Also if you still want to read this it is on wattpad under the same name.


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8 years ago

BTS SCENARIO: BABYSITTER 2 (PARK JIMIN)

Part 1, Part 3

You had never been this ashamed before. Not only did you assume that Park Jimin was an intruder, you also saw him shirtless and you threw your freaking shoe at him. You really needed the money for college and it looked like you were definitely gonna lose this job now. Jiwoon was the only kid you felt comfortable with babysitting. All the others were too much of a hassle. “Who are you anyways?” Jimin’s voice rang in your ears after a moment of an awkward silence. Should you tell him your name? Would he yell at you? Would he rat you out to his parents? You kept biting your lip. You started thinking of the worst possible scenarios before coming to the conclusion how it wasn’t your fault and he doesn’t have the right to yell at you. “Look here, I - ” You turned around immediately with a new found confidence before realizing his state of shirtlessness.

“Yaaah!” He immediately protested as soon as you turned trying to cover his chest. ”Are you a pervert? Stop looking.” He looked flustered which made you scoff internally. “Yahh!” You replied back before continuing, “Can’t you put a shirt on? And what did you call me, a pervert huh?” You scoffed sarcastically. “The real pervert is you. It’s YOU! Couldn’t you have a put a shirt on while I was - I was looking away.” You made the mistake of looking at his bulging abs yet again and stuttered out in a flustered state. “Are you naturally dimwitted?” He hissed out. “Yah! You’re standing in front of my closet!” He continued bulging his eyes at you. You turned your head back to see his closet which you were standing directly in front of. “Well..” You grew hesitant and let out unsurely. “You could’ve told me.” You mumbled out while looking at the ground. He let out a tsk sound. “Get out already, will you?” He seethed looking at you with a deadly gaze. 

“G- g- give me my shoe first.” You pointed towards your shoe lying on the ground behind him. He gave you an unbelieving expression but picked up your shoe and handed it you anyways.    

“Who is she anyways? I swear if she’s one of those babysitters again…” He muttered to himself but you heard him. You wasted no time in skittering out of the room as soon as you had put your shoe on back again. You went down to the living room with a heavy feeling in your chest. You felt so ashamed, you could die. You started knocking your head against the wall in embarrassment. You wanted to scream but he’d probably hear you. “Pabo!” You kept repeating over and over again with each bang. “Do you usually like to bang your head against the wall for fun?” His voice startled you and you closed your eyes in even more embarrassment as your head was against the wall. You didn’t have the will to turn and face him. Dammit, why were you such an idiot? You heard him scoff as you pinched your eyes shut even more tightly and bit your lip hard. You slowly turned around as you pursed your lips, dreading the day you were born and faced him. He was dressed now, thankfully. “Yah, were you raised in a mental institute or something?” He asked raising his brows. “Do you wanna die?” You grew furious and snapped. “Yah, did you - ” He paused and tilted his head sideways before looking at you again, “why are you talking to me informally? I’m probably older than you.” He continued. “So what if you’re older than me? What? You dropped the honorifics first.” You retorted. “Gosh, you’re so frustrating. What’s your name?” He said pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “That’s-” You started out hesitantly; “-none of your business.” Why were you digging your own grave? “You do realize you’re in my house? So it is my business.” He said in an emphasizing manner. “It’s Y/N.” You said tautly not wanting to admit he had a point. Jimin laughed sardonically for a moment. “Well, Y/N, I don’t get why Eomma and Appa would appoint someone like you to look after my brother.” He looked at me disapprovingly. “Jinjja, if I could kill-” You didn’t get to finish your sentence as the sound of the door clicking startled you both. You knew it was his parents and somehow you feared of him asking his parents to fire you. You only babysat Jiwoon on weekdays and worked at a local library as part time. Your family’s financial situation wasn’t enough to pay your college fee so of course you worked. The Parks were fairly well off though, they lived in a nice neighborhood and had stable jobs. A friend suggested you to them when she found out that they were in need of a permanent babysitter. You were thankful to that friend for eternity.

Jimin gave you a lasting meaningful glare before turning towards the entrance to the hall awaiting his parents’ arrival.

“I did ask Byu-” Mrs. Park stopped whatever she was saying as soon as her eyes landed on Jimin.

“Oh aigoo, my son’s here.” She gushed before pulling him into a tight embrace.

You fidgeted your thumbs in nervousness.

“Son, why are you here so suddenly?” Mr. Park asked when Mrs. Park pulled away.

You were contemplating on what to do, you felt awkward standing there while they had a little reunion.

“Uhm- I should be taking my leave now.” You said before bowing and stepping towards the gate to escape.

“Oh yes. Good work, Y/N.” Mrs. Park called out behind you and you wondered if she’d still be saying that after Jimin tells her about your little encounter with him.

You quickly left the house and walked towards the bus stop hoping to reach home as soon as possible.

-To Be Continued-

(Thank you to all of those people who took the time to like and reblog the first part.)

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