Requested by Kook_tae321
Caregiver: Jin(25)
Little: Yoongi(22)
Little age: 2-3
Yoonjin Home
Jin pov
8 pm
"Yoongi-ah! I'm back home" I said, opening the main door of the house.
As usual, I got no reply. Being a final year medical student, Yoongi used to keep himself locked in his room for most of the time, far away from any human interaction.
Yoongi was in the same college where I was working as a doctor. I clearly remembered waking up Yoongi for the college that day but when I went there, one of his professors informed me that he hadn't come.
He wasn't the type of student to miss classes for any lame reason. He must have wanted to study at home, I thought at that time and didn't pay much heed to it.
Now that I was home, I decided to ask him about the same over coffee. I changed my clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare two cups for us.
"Yoongi-ah! Open the door. I've got your coffee" I shouted while knocking at the door. Still, there was no answer.
This was kind of strange. Normally, he'd hastily unlock the door, grab his cup and jump onto the bed.
"Yoon-"
Then I heard feeble sniffling sounds, probably coming from Yoongi's room. As I brought my ear against the door, the sounds got clearer.
"Hey, are you there?" I said, turning the doorknob to check if it was locked or not. To my surprise, the door actually opened.
As I stepped inside, I looked around the room to see where he was.
"Yoongi, where are you? Why are you not answering?"
Following the crying sounds, I walked towards his closet near the left side of the bed.
"What's wrong Yoongi? Why are you hiding here? Is everything okay?" I asked politely, tapping on the wooden door.
"Yoongi ish not hewe!" he cried from inside.
His babyish tone was enough for me to realise that he had slipped into littlespace. It wasn't my first time with little Yoongi, so I knew well how to handle him.
"Why is my baby crying~?" I cooed.
"Me no cwying!" he whimpered, not ready to come out.
"Atleast come out from there. Hyungie will give you yum-yum if you obey me" I said, thinking that he'd give in to snacks.
"No...."
"But why baby~ Did someone say anything to you?"
"N-no... Me dunn' wann' come out."
"Don't you wanna talk to your hyungie?"
"No.... Yoo will punish Yoon'ie...." he quavered.
Why would I punish him, I thought. I wasn't really a strict caregiver, except for a couple of times when I had to punish him for being a bit too much naughty.
As he seemed too scared, I cooed, "Baby~ why would I punish you, hm?"
"B-becawse... Yoon'ie wa' bad boy... Yoo will punish yoon'ie..."
The way he was extremely fearful of me, it seemed quite evident that he had made a big blunder.
Since my priority was to get him out, I assured him that I won't punish him.
"It's alright baby~ You can tell me whatever happened. Hyungie won't punish you."
"R-rweally..?"
"Yeah, only if you listen to hyungie and come out of the closet."
"Ok...."
Having said that, he opened the door slowly and his fearful eyes made contact with mine. His face looked paler than usual.
"Are you okay baby?" I asked, wiping off the tears
from his cheeks. His face felt warm. Then I checked his forehead with my palm. It was burning hot.
"Hey, you've a fever! Since when are you sick?" I asked, worried about his health.
Instead of responding to my question, he lowered down his head and started mewling silently.
"Shhh... Shh... Baby~ Don't be scared! I won't say anything to you" I cooed, hugging him tightly while he was still sitting inside the wardrobe.
"Me plawyed in the rain..." he wailed and hiccuped.
"This morning?" I asked.
"N-no... Last n-night..."
"Oh God... And you mustn't have washed uo afterwards, right?"
"Hmm... B-but Yoon'ie changed clothes..."
"Baby, you shouldn't have done that. See, you are feverish now" I scolded him softly, as there was no point in shouting at him when he was already sick and scared.
"Me ish sowwy hyun'ie.... Me won' wepeat ith again..." he mumbled through his tears.
"Ah... It's alright baby~ Shh... Let's do a quick check-up and then I'll feed you with some warm soup, okay?"
"Chwek-up...?" he said, breaking the hug.
"Hey, calm down! I'll only give you a small medicine for it, yeah?"
"Pomish?" he asked with a puppy face, looking at me with red misty eyes.
Being a little, he was scared that I might give him a shot. Presumably, he didn't seem that sick, so I reassured him about it.
"Yeah, you don't have to worry about anything. Hyungie can't hurt his baby, right?" I cooed, kissing his forehead lovingly.
"Hmmm..." he said, feeling somewhat comforted.
"So let's get over with the check-up quickly, okay?" I said, snapping my fingers.
"Ok..."
<Time skip>
<Jin's bedroom>
I made Yoongi lie on the bed. The check-up part wasn't that difficult as I had already assured him of doing nothing painful.
When the thermometer beeped, I slid it out of his mouth and read the figures.
"Hmm... 101°F. It's not that bad though" I said, ruffling his hair.
Keeping the thermometer aside, I lightly pressed his abdomen for any possible infection without lifting his shirt and asked, "Does it hurt anywhere?"
"No..." he said, shaking his head from side to side cutely.
Except for temperature, all other vitals were normal. A regular PCM was enough to treat his fever.
"That's good. Now let's take a teeny weeny pill and then I'll feed my baby with his favourite tomato soup!" I exclaimed, covering him with a blanket.
"P'ill?"
"Just a small one" I said, delving in the kit to find the medicine.
"Here, say 'aa'" I said, opening my mouth for him to imitate my actions.
When he opened his mouth, I placed the medicine on his tongue and made him drink some water.
"Yuckie!" he muttered, scrunching up his nose.
"That's like my good boy" I praised him, caressing his head.
<Time skip>
<Midnight>
With Yoongi sleeping beside me, I was working on some reports. He slept well for an hour but after that, he kept turning from side to side.
Initially I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he'd fall asleep in some time. But his discomfort was significantly increasing with every passing minute.
"H.... H-Hyun.... Hyun'ie..." he slurred, half asleep.
Keeping the reports aside, I looked at his face and asked, "Baby, open your eyes."
When I touched his forehead, it felt even hotter. Though he was sweating, but the temperature was definitely much higher than before.
"Oh my goodness... Wake up baby" I said, grabbing the thermometer from the nightstand.
"Dunn' fweel good..." he whimpered, opening his eyes slowly.
"It's alright bubs, hyungie will do something for it" I said, placing the thermometer in his mouth.
As expected, his temperature had soared to 104°F. An injection was necessary to control his condition.
Without saying anything, I went to take out the vial and syringe from my kit in the cupboard.
Yoongi was too tired to notice what I was doing, so I prepared the shot quickly with my back facing him.
"Hyungie!" he cried, pressing his aching head against the pillow.
"I'm here... I'm here baby" I walked towards the bed and kneeled down on the floor to face him.
"C-cold!"
"It's alright bubs... Just lie down on your stomach... You will feel better."
"Huh... Uhh..." he whined while I helped him getting into the position.
I knew that the moment I pull down his pants, he'd get to know what I was trying to do.
And I was totally right.
"NO!!" he screamed, slapping my hands away from his pajamas and turning back to the previous position.
"Don't you wanna get better?"
"Me dunn' wann' shots! Yoo bad hyun'ie! Yoo huwt me!" he shouted, tears streaming down simultaneously.
"If you don't get the shot done right now, then I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow" I said in a hope that he'd prefer taking the injection rather than going to the hospital.
"N-NO! No...."
"Then let's do the shot quickly. It will only hurt like a pinch. I promise" I tried comforting him, intertwining his pinky with mine.
"O-ok... B-but.... Me ish sca'wed... It huwt a lot last time..." he quavered, mentioning the last time he had to get shots when he was quite ill.
"It won't hurt that much this time. You trust hyungie, right? " I said, pecking his red nose.
"Hmm..."
With that, I made him lie on his stomach again. Pulling down his clothing, I wiped his right butt cheek with an alcohol swab.
"Uhh.. !!" he whimpered at the cold sensation.
"Will you count till 5 for me?" I asked, uncapping the syringe and flicking it to check for any air bubble.
"Hmm..."
As he started counting, I inserted the needle in one go and pushed down the fluid.
"Thwee... Ah..." he closed his eyes tightly, unable to continue the counting further.
"That's it baby~ That's it!" I said, pulling out the needle and rubbing the area gently with the swab.
Though he didn't cry, but as he hadn't opened his eyes yet, I was sure that he felt some amount of pain.
"Baby~ are you okay?" I asked, still messaging the sore area.
"Huwts..." he said in a feeble voice, shedding a few tears, probably because he was too afraid.
"Come here baby~ My baby is such a brave boy, hm? Don't cry~" I cooed, making him sit in my lap.
Grabbing the mobile, I played some soothing songs and kept it on the nightstand. I cradled him in the same position till he calm down.
"Good night baby~ Get well soon..." I whispered in his ear as he fell asleep in my arms.
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