The Transformation

Two

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Seems like Jimin wasn't the only one in bed.

After a few seconds of the man cooing at Jungkook and bouncing him gently in his arms, suddenly, Yoongi sat up beside them. Jungkook screamed even louder.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's only Daddy, baby. Calm down, now," Jimin soothed, rocking Jungkook side to side. It was when Jungkook opened his eyes, did he realise, in horror, that Jimin was naked. The blanket had come loose when Yoongi had sat up and oh gosh, Jungkook could see everything.

And why was Jimin...so tall for once? It was like he'd grown seven times bigger in the night. And this room was not part of one of their dorms - it was dark, but Jungkook knew the dorm like the back of his hand, and none of this place was familiar.

In the midst of his thinking, Jungkook had calmed down, and Jimin sighed in relief, holding him close to his chest. When Jungkook squealed, however, it didn't sound like him at all. Nervous, and now thinking more rationally, he opened his mouth to ask his hyungs what the hell what was going on.

Only, he couldn't. All's that came out were soft noises. Babbles.

"You tell Appa all about it, baby," Jimin cooed, and that's when Jungkook looked down, and oh gosh.

He was in a babygro. Tiny hand clutched against Jimin's bare skin.

Tiny.

Needless to say, the crying started up again.

"Shh, shh, not tonight, baby, please," Jimin crooned, and it sounded like he was begging. He rocked Jungkook and bounced him, however Jungkook, of course, was not swayed in the slightest. The only thing he was now bothered about was the thick padding underneath his babygro, and how wet it was.

Yoongi spoke up for the first time. His voice sounded croaky and exhausted as he said, "Here, love, I'll take him. You go back to sleep."

Jungkook didn't want either of them holding him.

A small lamp next to the double-bed was switched on, and Jungkook was finally able to get a good look at both his hyungs.

They didn't look that much different than how they had the night before. A lot less angry, of course, and Jimin no longer sported a bruise on his cheek. The circles under their eyes were still there, and despite their skin looking clean and fresh, there were quite a few blemishes adorning their chins, cheeks and foreheads.

No makeup, and yet still stunning. Then Jungkook remembered that he wouldn't look like that. His body was tiny, he was dressed in baby clothes.

He was a baby.

"No you won't. You're up at six, and it's already 3 am. Go back to sleep, babe," Jimin said. Jungkook whimpered. The man holding him furrowed his eyebrows at his small form, and then patted Jungkook's bottom a few times, leading Jungkook to tears again, because it was so humiliating.

Jimin didn't seem to care, though, and just smiled slightly. "He's wet - that's why he's awake. I'll give him a quick change and then give him a bottle. He'll be alright," he said softly, turning to Yoongi again. "Now, I expect you to be asleep by the time we come back up."

Yoongi just chuckled lightly, nodding. "Okay, okay, I'll try," he murmured, though everyone knew that it was impossible for Yoongi to not fall asleep anywhere, unless he forced himself to stay awake.

Raising his eyebrows in a look that said 'you'd better', Jimin allowed the man to lean over to give Jungkook a little kiss on the cheek.

Of course, with the situation he was in, Jungkook did not appreciate the affection at all. He wailed and kicked his little legs - the only acts of protest he seemed able to do at the moment.