a compilation of short stories // bts

yoonie and taetae pt.1

*hello! this chapter will contain themes a little space (non sexual agere),and sopejin. if youre not comfortable with this then feel free to move on to the next chapter! other than that enjoy!*
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it was early morning, maybe around three am, when hoseok woke up to the sound of crying. the red head sat up in his bed curiously, tilting his head to the side as he listened through the thin walls of his room.
who was crying? and why? especially at this hour. those were his thoughts.
he quickly got out of bed, adjusting his clothes and ruffling the messy locks on top of his head as he exited his, jimin and taehyung's room.
it seemed the noise was coming from yoongi and seokjin's room, which was on the other side of the dorm.
how is nobody else hearing this?
hoseok sleepily shuffled his slippered feet down the hallway, across the lounge, and to the other side of their small shared apartment. quietly creaking open the door, the male found his hyung sitting up in his bed, balled fist rubbing against his wet cheeks as he continued to cry.
"yoongi?" he whispered from the door way, "what's the matter?"
"h-hobi?" he replied in a soft tone.
"hyung, why are you crying?"
carefully, the younger made his way around the room and to beside yoongi's bed, where he caught a glimpse of the blondes pout and puffy eyes.
"h-had scawy dweam hobi! don' wike scawy dweams..." he sniffled.
why was he talking like this? was everything okay?
"yoongi, try and be quiet please. jin is still sleeping." he smiled.
"sowwy... hobi cans stay wif me til bad dweams gone?"
"of course," hoseok answered, his caring nature taking over, disregarding the olders strange behavior for now, "slide over and i'll lay in bed with you, does that sound alright?"
"mhm! tankies hyungie~"
"h-hyungie? yoongi what do you mean?" hoseok asked, curiosity getting the better of him after this whole incident.
"right now, you ish hyungie.. i baby!" yoongi giggled with a gummy smile.
"you're a baby?"
"mhm- well, can be big boy to! d-daddy says 'm a good big boy an it means i gets tweats!"
"oh really?" the red head decided to play along, not wanting to hurt yoongi's feelings, "who's daddy?"
"jinnie!" he said whilst pointing over to the sleeping lump on the other side of the room.
this was all very odd to hoseok, first he's crying over a bad dream, then he's talking like a child, and now he's stated that seokjin is his 'daddy'? what was this mess?
shaking his head, he decided to talk with jin and yoongi in the morning, to tired to care at the moment.
"okay then yoongi, just shut your eyes and rest. i'll be here all night so don't be scared if you have another bad dream, okay? we can wake up daddy if you're too scared too." he smiled.
"otay, tankies hobi." yoongi smiled back, cuddling against the younger as he drifted back to sleep, not long after hoseok following suit.
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now it was seven am, the sun shone through the two eldest members thin curtains. seokjin woke up first, tossing and turning in his thick duvet, huffing an exasperated sigh as he threw it off of himself. when he sat up in bed to slide on his slippers, he noticed the usual small bump in yoongi's blanket was now a size bigger. putting on his slippers, he quietly walked over to the youngers bed to spot two heads instead of one, confusion planting itself on his face.
"hoseok," he whisper shouted, "hoseok get up!" he shook the younger.
"huh?" the other sleepily mumbled.
"why are you in yoongi's bed?" jin asked, jealously dripping from his tongue.
hoseok sat up in the sheet, rubbing at his messy bed head much like he did earlier. scooting off of the mattress, careful not to wake the older, he pulled jin just outside of the room and closed the door behind them.
"so?" seokjin asked again.
"it was sooo early hyung, and all the sudden i heard him crying all the way from my room. no one else was getting up so i went to check on him, and he was crying about how he had a 'scawy dweam' and how i was his 'hyungie' and that you were his 'daddy'-"
"okay woah, for one- quiet down and two, slow down."
"it's a big confusing blob jin-hyung! why was he acting like a kid and why is he calling you daddy?"
there was an awkward silence before the elder finally realized what had happened, yoongi had slipped into little space.
"hoseok..." jin bit his lip before continuing, "your hyung is a very, very stressed out guy."
"right."
"always having extra dance practice, writing songs, composing beats."
"yeah?"
"always helping me help to take care of you guys, especially namjoon and the maknae line."
"just get to the point already!" hoseok huffed out, every ounce of patience leaving his body after becoming so curious.
"he's an age regressor!" jin shouted, annoyed with the younger for being so pressing.
instantly he covered his mouth, scared he might've been too loud and the others could've heard him, considering their close proximity to the living room where they had gathered to wait for breakfast.
"a what?" hoseok asked.
"h-he's an age regressor, a little.. basically when he gets too stressed out or needs a break his mindset reverts back to that of a child, sometimes even a baby. its called little space, hoseok, and he uses it to cope. so don't you dare make fun of him or bring it up to the others-"
"bring what up to us?" namjoon asked, his arms crossed as he stood in front of the two with a smirk, "what's wrong with yoongi?" he asked.
"i- um.. well-"
"you see, thing is...."
both boys stuttered, trying to find some lame lie to put to use.
"as leader i should know what's wrong with my bandmates. so spit it out or else."
"yoongi is a little!" hoseok blurted out, unable to ever lie to anyone.
"a... a what now?"
"he said he's an-"
"no no, i heard what you said. i'm just shocked."
"s-so you know what it means?" seokjin asked, just as equally shocked.
"no way!" namjoon suddenly got cheery, clapping his hands excitedly and spinning around.
"sheesh joon, what's gotten you so happy?" taehyung asked with a grin.
"you're never going to believe this tae, there's another little in this house!"
"another one?" hoseok choked.
"hyung!" taehyung whined, not wanting anyone to know that he, as well, was an age regressor.
"tae? tae's a little like yoongi?" jin asked.
"yoongi?!" the younger asked shocked.
"yes, he slipped last night. now everyone is gonna know and he's gonna beat us up-"
"everyone will know what?" a deep groggy voice came from behind the red head, making him squeak and flail around.
"yoongi? why are y-you awake! go a-away!" the four others shouted in unison.
this caused the last two members to engage in whatever morning riot this was.
"jesus christ why is everyone so jumpy today?" yoongi asked.
"yeah, what were you all talking about?" jungkook added.
"nothing!"
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*how was this first short story? was it decent? be sure to comment and let me know if you'd like a part 2 and or a full story! bye bye*