The Stuffie I Left Behind | tk

Chapter-5

He was fascinated by the moving animations on the TV as Mitsi chased shinchan around the house, or when Himawari got fascinated by the shiny things. After all Jungkook was The same.

Slowly, his eyes began closing again, and this time, Jungkook was too busy to fight it. Taehyung who understood the boy was about to fall asleep, slowly lowered the volume so that the boy wouldn't notice, and kept caressing his hair gently until the little was completely out.

Taehyung smiled gently while caressing his fluffy cheek with his pointer finger. He lifted the asleep little and carefully walked towards his own room. He didn't have the heart to leave the boy alone yet again. He doesn't know how Jungkook would react once he wakes up in his big space again. But he could think about it all at the morning. For now, he decided to sleep peacefully.

He glanced at the wall clock which was showing 3:00am. They badly need sleep now. So he slept while cuddling the sleeping little close to him, on his chest.

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The next morning, when Jungkook opened his eyes, everything felt fuzzy. Like, he didn't understand what was happening. It felt like he was stuck somewhere. It felt as if opening his eyes was the most toughest task.

He wasn't still completely out of his little space, just somewhere in between there. He unconsciously sucked on the pacifier placed in between his lips and felt the warm fuzzy feeling grow. He Didn't want to let Go of it, not yet. The blanket covering him felt warm and safe and he didn't want to get out of this safe confinement.

As he closed his eyes again, the flashbacks from last night started playing in his mind. Him crying thinking about his parents throwing him out, Jihyun ripping off his Tato, walking on the streets, waking up in Taehyung's home.

Wait, Taehyung!

As he started to understand the things slowly, he started to make sense of his surroundings more. He felt a bit uneasy, he checked himself and gasped.

Onsie, pacifier, diaper?

Reality started sinking in, he had slipped in front of Taehyung. Now what will he think of him? Would he belittle him too? Would he be disgusted? Would he think of him as someone who needs to use pacifiers and diapers being an adult? Tears gathered in his eyes.

He hastily sat up and removed the pacifier from his mouth throwing it aside. His heart rate quickened, breath coming in short gasps, tears were now freely falling from his eyes, down his rosy cheeks. He clutched the blanket tighter and began sobbing. No no no it couldn't happen. He begged it to be a dream, a nightmare he had. He really didn't slip in front of the man who was generous enough to help him, let him stay atleast until he found a solution. Or that's what he thought.

The sound of his blood rushing in his veins echoed in his ears blocking all the other sounds. His breathing quickened abnormally and in no time he was gasping like a fish out of water. He was so gone into his misery that he didn't hear the door click open or the person enter in.

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Jungkook was still sleeping when Taehyung woke up. He was glad he woke up before Jungkook, since he didn't know what the younger's reaction would be. He looked down to see Jungkook sleeping peacefully, long eyelashes fluttered close resting on his rosy cheeks. The pacifier hanging loosely between his pouty lips. His hands curled up in a loose fists looking so adorable and fragile.

"What happened to you?" He whispered, more to himself, caressing the sleeping little's cheek with his thumb. He admired Jungkook for a few minutes before getting up With a sigh. He was scared if he would be honest, scared of what would be Jungkook's reaction if he knows he slipped in front of him.