Hey! So happy you’re back! What about a little reader and what they do to try to get attention from cg ot8 skz??
🧡Stray Kids Scenarios Masterlist
Wholesome|Domestic Settings|Fluffy|Soft Reassurance Fic|Tooth Rotting Sweet
💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.
You peeked into Chan's room, seeing his gaze locked onto the screen. Normally, it's best not to disturb him, but you really wanted some attention. You slipped into the room, tiptoeing towards his desk. Chan murmured to himself, trying to determine the beat of a song. You stood there for a moment, wondering if he'd look over, but he didn't. "Daddy," you whispered, looking at him. Chan didn't notice once more, his headphones on both ears. You went closer, resting your chin on the desk as you waited. Chan still hadn't noticed, his attention honed onto the beaming screen. You huffed, nudging yourself closer each minute until his hand accidentally brushed your hair. "Baby, you scared me," he chuckled, jolting from his seat. You peeked through your hair, nudging your head towards his palm. Chan cooed, rolling back on his chair to pull you onto his lap, "Silly doll, you could've just tapped Daddy on the shoulder, you know," he teased, nuzzling his face into your hair.
The kitchen isn't a place that welcomes you. Knives tend to draw you in, and it's always a scare whenever a caregiver sees you holding one. You beelined towards the kitchen, seeing Minho chop up some vegetables for tonight's dinner. Your eyes zoned in on the shiny blade he held; it glimmered under the lights. Knife aside, you wanted to be carried. Minho dressed you up in those onesies that covered your feet. The marbled floor didn't feel good under your soles. You stood close to Minho, waiting for him to notice you. Minho looked over his left shoulder but didn't notice you. You patiently stood there until Minho turned around. Minho rinsed the cutting board before setting it on the drying rack. When he turned around, he flinched, "Jeez, cupcake. Were you trying to be a little stalker?" he chuckled, pinching your cheek. You whined, raising your arms in hopes he understood. Minho rolled his eyes affectionately, "Up you go, little one," he cooed, nibbling your cheek in punishment.
You beelined towards the gym, knowing that if you waddled too close, Changbin might ask you to do some sit-ups. You peeked in and saw Changbin doing some weighted squats. You contemplated entering the room, but reluctantly shuffled in with a plush toy in hand. Changbin noticed you almost immediately, "Agi-ah, did you come in to watch Baba or do you want to try some?" he asked, chuckling at the grimace on your face. He cooed, "You can do one squat for Baba, can't you?" he coaxed, wiping the sweat dripping down his face. You grumbled, mimicking how he did a squat, but Changbin stopped you. "Spread your legs a bit more, agi. Make sure your little feets point outward," he instructed, assisting you. "Don't wanna do it," you grumbled, huffing at him. Changbin chuckled, stretching out your arms, "Just one, agi-deul," he encouraged, making you use your plush toy as a weighted object.
Hyunjin was moulding figures with some clay. He wanted to try a new medium when you peeked in. You stuck your head in, looking at him, then the clay, "What's that?" you whispered, wanting to climb onto his lap. Hyunjin chuckled, patting his thigh, "Just some clay, pretty. Do you want to do some clay figures with Papa?" he asked, taking out the ones with colours. You nodded your head and settled yourself on his lap. Hyunjin hummed, kissing your temples and hooking his chin over your head, "This is a reference photo, let's try making them okay?" he cooed. You nodded once more, snuggled into his chest as you tried mimicking the photo. Hyunjin chuckled, seeing your hands work out a little octopus, each tentacle made from different coloured clay, "Aww, such a colourful little thing, pretty," he praised, kissing your forehead.
You see Jisung lying on his stomach, the television blasting the latest anime season. "Appa," you whispered, crawling on top of him. Jisung grunted, turning his head to look over his shoulder, "Sweetheart, is there something you want?" he asked, looking at you. "Wan' cuddles," you murmured, pawing his back. Jisung hummed, carefully turning on his back, "Lie down, sweetie," he chuckled, turning off the television. You burrowed into his chest, peeking at him through your frizzy hair. Jisung kissed your forehead, "Little thing wanted some attention, huh?" he asked, rubbing your back. You nodded, playing with the patterns on his shirt. "Aww, little sweetheart. All cute and cuddly with Appa," Jisung chuckled, giving you a big hug. "You have my full attention, sweetie. All of it is yours," he teased, booping your nose.
"Mommy, mommy, mommy," you repeated, nuzzling yourself into Felix's side as he pulled another ten pulls on Genshin. Felix sighed, not getting the character he wanted. "What is it, sunshine?" he said, lifting you onto his lap. You wiggled on his lap, snuggling yourself into his hold until you felt comfortable. Felix chuckled as you fussed, "Easy there," he huffed, holding you tight. You looked at the screen and back at him, "I wanna try," you said, hovering the mouse on the button. Felix pursed his lips, "Sure, give Mommy all your good luck, sunshine," he chuckled, giving you a tight squeeze. You giggled, clicking the button, "Pretty stars, it's gold, Mommy," you said, feeling proud at the expression Felix made. Felix carefully clicked through and gasped when he got the banner character, "You did it sunshine, my little lucky star," he cheered, pampering kisses on your face.
You beelined into Seungmin's room, "Dada?" you called out, crawling into his bed. Seungmin grumbled, peeking his head from the fluffy blankets, "Munchkin, it's too early for mischief," he mumbled, hooking his leg over you. "Hehe," you giggled, snuggling into his hold. Seungmin chuckled, "What's gonna get you all giddy, huh?" he teased, lifting his blanket to tuck you under with him. You snuggled closer, "Just missed Dada," you murmured, burrowing into his chest. Seungmin cooed, "Aww, you missed me, huh? Missed disturbing Dada's sleep?" he teased, tickling your sides. Your giggles spilt into the room. "Noo," you whined, squirming away. Seungmin chuckled, lying on top of you, "No escape now, little munchkin, all trapped under cuddle law," he huffed, tapping your nose. You scrunched it and huffed, "Meanie Dada," you sulked. Seungmin smirked, "Well, you love my cuddles, either way," he said, holding you close.
You held your plush in your hand, looking around for someone to tuck you in. "Angel?" Jeongin whispered, seeing you rub your eyes, "Aww, are you sleepy?" he cooed, lifting you. You nodded your head, nuzzling yourself into his arms. Jeongin chuckled, "Did no one else give you attention, little one?" he teased, carrying you to your room. You yawned, rubbing your cheek against his, "Ninnin, prickly," you grumbled, resting your head on his shoulder. Jeongin chuckled, "Ninnin needs a shave," he said, laying you down in your bed. You tugged on the hem of his shirt, "Ninnin stay," you whined, giving him your best doe eyes. Jeongin kissed your cheek and forehead, "Always," he said, tucking the blanket under your chin. Your eyes began to flutter, sleep coaxing you deeper and deeper. Jeongin hummed, stroking your cheek, "Sweet dream, my little angel," he said, patting your chest.
