Chapter 1

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"Jiminie you get back here right now or we are not going to see Uncle Tae and Yoonie," I called as he ran past me wearing nothing but Spider-Man briefs.

I followed his sweet giggles into his room he had when he was in little space and found him in the middle of his bed, hidden beneath a blanket, his feet peeking out from under the edge. I crept to the side of his bed and tickled the bottom of his bare foot. He pulled the foot in quickly, his giggles filling the room. I tugged the yellow blanket off of his messy blond hair and he gave me a huge smile.

"Missy you finded me!" Jimin said, his eyes lighting up. He climbed to his knees and threw his arms around my neck, planting a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek.

I ruffled his hair and returned the kiss on his soft cheek. "I did find you," I said with a smile. I went to Jimin's dresser and pulled out a long sleeve black and white shirt and a pair of overalls. I handed him the clothes. "Do you need help baby boy?" I asked.

Jimin shook his head. "No, I can gets myself dressed," he said. He picked up the shirt and was able to get it over his head, but whined when he got his hands stuck in the sleeves. "Missy! I stuck!" he cried.

I held in a laugh and went over to him. I maneuvered his hands into the sleeves, freeing his small chubby hands. I knelt down and he held onto my shoulders as he lifted first one and then the leg into the overalls. I pulled them up and fastened them over his shoulders. He sat on the edge of his bed, swinging his feet as I picked up a pair of white socks. I slid them on his feet then gave him my hand to help him off the bed.

As soon as his feet hit the floor, he bolted towards the front door. I ran a hand through my hair and followed him. By the time I made it to the door, he had one sneaker in his hand and one on his foot-the wrong foot.

"Missy! I putted my own shoe on!" he said happily.

"You did a good job baby boy but it's on the wrong foot," I said gently.

Jimin looked at the shoe for a moment before taking it off and switching it to the other foot. I tied his shoes quickly then reached down and helped him off the floor.

"Missy can you get my kitty stuffie? I want to show it to Yoonie," he asked sweetly.

"Where is it?" I asked.

"I leaved it on my bed," Jimin replied.

I went back into Jimin's room and saw the calico cat stuffie I had bought him yesterday sitting underneath the edge of his yellow blanket. I went back to Jimin and handed the stuffie to him. He grabbed it, pulling it close to his chest and hugging it tightly.

"You're the best Missy!" he said, giving me an adorable smile.

I picked up my keys, tucked my phone into my purple cross body, then lead Jimin out the door and to the car. I buckled him in, planting a kiss on his nose and receiving a sweet giggle in response. I went around to the drivers seat and got in, buckling my own seatbelt before starting the car.

Before pulling away, I turned to Jimin. "You excited to see Yoonie?" I asked.

Jimin nodded, his eyes sad. "I miss Yoonie lots," he replied.

"You saw him a few days ago at the park," I said.

Jimin's sad smile stayed in place. "It's been free whole days," he replied holding up two fingers.

"Aww baby boy, we will be there soon. Don't be sad," I said, touching his soft cheek.

Jimin smiled back at me, his eyes almost disappearing. "I's happy Missy! I pwomise!"

As I drove the short distance to Taehyung and Yoongi's house, I thought about the sweet boy next to me. I had met Jimin almost a year ago when I answered an ad for a full time, live in caregiver. After his parents had passed away in a fatal car accident, Jimin had lost his primary caregiver.

Jimin created the ad hoping for someone to accept the live in position. He knew spending too much time on his own was dangerous especially when he had almost burned down the kitchen in his house. He had started making himself dinner when he was big but ended up slipping into little space when the grease from the frying pan splashed his hand. The stove in the kitchen was in flames from the resulting grease fire by the time Jimin managed to call emergency services.

The ad came at the perfect time for me. The lease on my apartment was coming to an end and I was unhappy with my current employment. Although I had a degree in finance, my job as a financial advisor for a bank was dull and unfulfilling. My true passion was art and my position as Jimin's caregiver allowed me the time to paint. I would paint when he was down for a nap or when he was in big space and working on his computer. Jimin worked for a graphic design company that allowed him to make his own hours and work from home. The position was ideal for him.

I was hesitant at first about becoming a caregiver since I didn't have much experience with a little. However as soon as I met Jimin, I was smitten with his adorable looks and sweet demeanor. His devastatingly handsome looks when he was big were just an extra bonus. It was a challenge at first taking care of a little, but Jimin was sweet in and out of little space. We had become friends when he was big and spent a lot of time together.

Over the last year, I had become close to a few other caregivers. The first ones I had met, who we were currently on our way to visit, were Taehyung and his little, Yoongi, or Yoonie as he was called in little space. Taehyung and Yoonie had known Jimin for several years since Jimin and Taehyung were childhood friends. After Jimin's parents had passed, Taehyung had tried his best to find Jimin a caregiver, but Jimin rejected all the options.

The next ones I had met were Jungkook and his little Hoseok, or Hobi. Jungkook and Jimin had grown up in the same town and knew each other through association. When Jimin was visiting Jungkook, he met Hoseok in little space and they immediately clicked.

The final ones were Jin and Namjoon, or Joonie. We had all met them when we took the boys to the trampoline park. They hit it off and now the four boys were inseparable.

The rest of the littles were in romantic relationships with their caregivers, but my relationship with Jimin was strictly platonic and I was happy with it just how it was.

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