Don’t ever tell yourself that you’re not enough, I am certain that you’re truly fine

PART FORTY-SEVEN

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Word Count: 1,840

Just a warning, this is my first fanfic! It does have age regression themes, so if you’re not a fan, I ask that you respectfully just don’t read it <3 also, this will definitely have some angst !THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION! (I've been working on this chapter for ages... I am sorry it took so long)

“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Look!” You jump happily, grabbing Han’s arm while pointing at a Capybara. The guys decided to take you to the zoo on a random Thursday morning. 

Han’s eyes widen in the boba like form, looking enthusiastic for you. “Oh, baby! What is it?”

You drag him towards the railing to get a closer look, “a capybara!”

“Jagiya,” Minho calls softly, walking up to you. “Let Eomma put more sunblock on you.” 

Minho then crouches down next to you, and gently puts more sunblock on your skin, making sure not to get in the way of the capybaras. 

“Where’s dada and baba innie?” You ask, getting distracted when you notice the two are the only ones not by you, Minho now having a more difficult time applying the sunblock with you moving. 

“They might be a bit slow since baba innie is pushing dada, remember?” Felix explains gently, ruffling your hair. 

“Baba innie is probably tired,” you comment, still leaning a bit away from Minho to try and look down the path. “Papa should push dada!”

Changbin chuckles, “then papa would be slower bc dada would constantly mess with papa.” 

“You act like I bother you all the time,” Seungmin replies to Changbin, Jeongin and Seungmin finally catching up with the group. 

Changbin turns to look at Seungmin, “it’s because you do.”

“Do you believe him, puppy?” Seungmin asks, Jeongin parking Seungmin right by you. 

You shake your head giggling despite knowing all Seungmin and Changbin do is playfully bicker to one another. 

“What are we looking at?” Jeongin asks, looking in a whole different direction. 

“The capybaras!” You say excitedly, going to Jeongin and pulling him to the railing. 

After some time spent admiring the capybaras, you grab Chan’s hand and lead all of them to different parts of the zoo. At some point, you sit on Seungmin's lap, getting pushed around when you get too tired to walk. 

“Where to next, little star?” Chan asks, now in charge of pushing the wheelchair. 

“The gift shop!” You reply, pointing to the big gift shop at the exit. 

“But that’s the exit,” Felix explains softly. “You want to leave already?” 

You think for a moment, “I want to buy stuffies.” 

“You choose only one,” Minho speaks up. Wanting to set a limit now before you throw a tantrum in the middle of the gift shop. 

Your excitement immediately leaves your body, a pout forming on your face as you turn and look at Minho. “That’s not fair, there'll be a lot to choose from.”

Minho raises an eyebrow. “Jagiya.”

You immediately know by his tone that he’s expecting better.

“Was that a kind way to respond?” He continued, keeping his voice soft but firm. 

Your shoulders slump a little, your eyes dropping to your lap. “…No, Eomma.”

“I know it’s hard to choose,” Minho says, his voice staying calm. “But pouting and saying it’s unfair isn’t going to change the answer.”

You let out a tiny sigh, “I’m sorry.”

Minho smiles softly, gently smoothing a hand over your hair. “Thank you. Now, you can take your time picking one out. No one will rush you.”

“Having her pick just one out is crazy,” Han says quietly to Minho when you are further away. 

Minho looks at Han, completely unfazed. “You know if we don’t set a limit, she’ll want the whole store.”

In the gift shop, you sit on Seungmin's lap. After Minho told you that you can only choose one, the excitement you once felt faded a bit. 

“Look how cute this giraffe is, puppy.” Seungmin exclaims, breaking you out of your thoughts as he holds it up. 

You smile softly, “it is cute.” 

Your tone immediately threw him off, but he didn’t want to mention it. He puts it back and you both continue. 

“Puppy?” Seungmin asks.

“I wanna walk.” You say softly as you start to climb off of his lap. 

As everyone continues through the gift shop, Chan notices something feels different.

Normally, you’d dart from shelf to shelf, picking up every stuffed animal that caught your eye. You’d excitedly ask everyone’s opinion, hug more stuffies than you can hold at once, or beg to see the ones on the highest shelves.

Today, you simply wandered. You glanced at things. Smiled at a few. But overall, just kept walking.

At that point, Han quietly leaned toward Seungmin.

“She isn’t acting like herself.”

Seungmin nods almost immediately. “I noticed.”

“Sunbeam, look.” Felix picks up a tiny red panda plush. “Doesn’t he have the cutest face?”

You give Felix a small smile, and nod.  

“Do you want to hold him?” Felix asks, trying to encourage you. 

You hesitate before giving a small shake of your head. “No, thank you.”

That answer alone makes everyone pause, because normally you’d absolutely want to cuddle the stuffie.

Changbin whispers to the others, “think she’s getting tired?”

And Jeongin answers, "I don't think she’s tired.”

He watches you browse another shelf without stopping, "I think something changed.”

Later, when you’re all sitting down for lunch or taking a break on a bench, Seungmin gently checks in, “you’ve been awfully quiet since we came into the gift shop.”

You shrug, moving the food around on your plate. “I’m just tired.” 

“There wasn’t anything you liked, muse?” Hyunjin asks, taking a bite of his burger. 

You shake your head, “not really.” 

“There was a soft and fluffy capybara!” Han points out, a smile on his face as he tries to encourage you. 

You smile the same small smile you’ve been giving since you stepped into the store. “It was cute.”

“Are you feeling okay, baby?” Chan asks, getting out his chair to kneel beside you, his hand immediately touching your forehead. 

You nod, “I’m just tired.” You tell Chan the same thing you told Seungmin, which no one is buying it. 

“Is it because I said you can only choose one?” Minho asks, placing his drink down, now looking slightly guilty. 

You shake your head, not wanting Minho to feel like he did anything wrong. 

“After we eat, I was thinking that we can go see the otters.” Changbin speaks up, not wanting the mood to change despite already changing. 

You don’t reply, just slowly eating while the others converse around you. 

“Eomma doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Felix leans in to you, keeping his voice down. “Baba Lixie wants you to choose as many stuffies as you want.” His sweet smile shines towards you, trying to project his brightness to you. 

“It’s okay,” you reply softly, sporting the same small smile. “I didn’t really want any.”

It was like time stopped around you as all the guys stopped their conversations and looked at you. Didn’t want anything? That is not how their little girl is. 

Hyunjin’s gasp can be heard from a mile away, his eyes wider than you can imagine. “Who are you and what did you do with my sweet little girl?”

“Yah!” Changbin practically yelled, standing up immediately. 

Normally, their reactions would earn a giggle, but you just seem genuinely confused. “What?”

Chan swallows, “Little star…” He doesn’t even know what to ask. Because the issue isn’t the stuffed animal anymore. It's that their little girl who was squealing over capybaras an hour ago is now calmly saying she doesn’t want a plush at all.

“Maybe after the otters, we can go home.” You say, not wanting Chan to finish his sentence, even if he could. 

“I think I need a minute,” Minho abruptly says before walking off outside. 

When Minho walks off, you know it’s your fault. He feels guilty for something that truly wasn’t his fault. 

“I don’t feel little anymore,” you blurt out quietly when Minho is out of earshot. “The gift shop wasn’t as exciting as it is when I feel small.” 

It was like light has shined on the problem, the guys can finally realize that that has been the issue. 

“Little or not,” Chan starts, a gentle smile on his face. “You deserve a stuffie or something.” 

“You think Minho is upset with me?” You ask, looking up at them. 

“I think he is upset with himself,” Han explains, leaning back in his chair. Finally relaxing after realizing the true issue  

You look at the door he went out of and stand up, “I’ll go talk to him.” 

You walk out the dining building and notice he isn’t there. You walk a bit and that’s when you notice he is inside the gift shop with five stuffed animals in his arms as he still walks around. 

“What happened to choosing only one?” You ask, in a slight teasing tone as you walk into the gift shop. 

Minho turns to look at you, his eyes slightly glassy as if he’s holding in tears he refuses to let fall. “I changed my mind,” he answers, his voice trying to sound playful but you can hear the underlying guilt. 

You smile softly at him, now standing by his side. “I wasn’t upset with you.” You decide to tell him, not wanting to beat around the bush. “I understood ‘only choosing one’ but I just slowly stopped feeling small.” 

“You stopped because of me,” Minho responds, as if that is what your ending sentence would sound like.

You let out a small laugh, shaking your head. “I didn’t stop because of you.”

He still looks at the whole selection of plushies, as if the five he has isn’t enough. “I’m sorry, Jagiya.”

“You don’t need to apologize,” you assure him, hugging him from behind. 

“I still feel guilty,” he says softly, grabbing another stuffie.

You take it out of his hand, “you don’t have to feel guilty.” Your words fade as you look at the plush that you took from Minho. It’s a fox stuffie, the ears so soft to the touch. Your eyes drift to the ones Minho is holding. A wolf, a bunny, a pig, a ferret, and a quokka. It makes you smile, he is trying to get the animals that are similar to their Skzoo’s. 

Minho notices you’ve gone quiet, but he doesn’t mention it. Instead, he keeps looking while also keeping a close eye on you. You know your regression signs, how you sometimes wander off because your mind is stuck on one thing. He feels the weight slowly leave his shoulders as you hold the fox close and continue to look around. 

Ten minutes later, you and Minho are walking out the gift shop with two bags filled with stuffed animals, eight plushies total. Minho is holding both bags in one hand, and your other hand in the other. 

“I see the dynamic duo has made up,” Seungmin teases, taking a sip of his drink.

“We also see Eomma couldn’t resist spoiling our little princess.” Felix says with a smile. 

The rest of their meal was spent with you on Minho’s lap, showing each of your caregivers the stuffies you and Minho picked out, each representing each of them. 

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PART FORTY-SIX

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Word Count: 2,234

Just a warning, this is my first fanfic! It does have age regression themes, so if you’re not a fan, I ask that you respectfully just don’t read it <3 also, this will definitely have some angst !THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!

Part one

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“It’s too early for this,” Han practically whines and everyone starts piling into the van.

“Can you keep your voice down?” Seungmin asks through his teeth as he holds you next to him, rubbing your back as you drift off to sleep.

“How was she?” Minho asks, eyeing your sleepy form.

“She was good, slept all night.” Seungmin replied softly, kissing the top of your head out of habit.

As the van starts to drive off, you lean further into Seungmin's side, slowly dozing off.

“Good morning, sunbeam,” Felix greets gently, rubbing the top of your head.

Seungmin glares at Felix, “she is trying to sleep, Yongbok.”

Despite this, you squint slightly at Felix. “Good morning, Lixie.”

“I thought you said she was little,” Han says to Seungmin after hearing that you definitely don’t sound little.

Seungmin looks confused, “when did I ever say that?”

“She doesn’t sound little,” Han points out, “but you said to keep our voices down!”

“Because she’s trying to sleep,” Seungmin matter of factly says as he pulls a blanket further up around your shoulders.

Chris chuckles a bit, “every one should try and sleep, it’s a long drive.”

For most of the drive, you spent it curled against Seungmin’s side. And the others were fast asleep as well.

After several bathroom stops and snack breaks, chris finally announced that you all arrived.

The car barely parks before seat belts are flying off and the doors are opening.

“Okay, half of us will get the bags and the rest are going to check us in,” Minho tells everyone, meanwhile silence follows.

“Hyung, who’s doing what?” Felix asks, looking around.

“Obviously I can’t carry luggage,” Seungmin points out, grabbing his crutches and making his way out of the van.

“You can barely carry yourself,” Han laughs, earning himself to get hit by one of Seungmin's crutches. “Ow! Hyung, Seungmin hit me!”

“Come grab something,” Minho says in return, turning to walk towards the back of the van.

“Let’s go inside, puppy.” Seungmin tells you, not wanting you to stay in the heat for no reason.

Felix grabs a bag and walks quick to catch up with you two. “Wait for me!”

“Me too!” Hyunjin replies, grabbing two bags and following the three of you inside.

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After you all got settled in, Changbin was looking at places to eat.

“There’s a lot of places to choose from,” he says, showing everyone.

Jeongin looks closely, “that place looks good!”

“Are we having takeout?” Seungmin asks, relaxed against one of the headboards.

Changbin shrugs, “it's up to you guys.”

“Jagiya,” Minho speaks up, looking at you. “Do you want takeout?”

All eight of them look at you, patiently waiting for an answer. “Uhhh, whatever is easier.”

“Takeout it is,” Seungmin replies, leaning further into the bed.

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“I rented this place called ‘Hyper Kids’,” Chris tells everyone the next morning.

Han leans over to look at Chris's phone, “a kids playground?”

“A place for our sweet baby can be small and have fun,” Chris clarifies, sending a gentle smile your way.

“Maybe both of them…” Han says softly, his eyes directed towards Minho.

Minho's cheeks redden and looks away. He hasn't regressed in a long time, but he also doesn’t feel that comfortable regressing in front of the other guys yet.

“We can see how it goes,” Chris responds softly, noticing Minho’s hesitation. “But yes it is for both of them, and even others if they want to let loose.”

Seungmin chuckles, “I can’t ‘let loose’ or my ankle will be out of commission for longer.”

“Your job will be to supervise,” Hyunjin grins, ruffling Seungmin's hair.

As everyone disperses to get ready, Minho lingers a bit, not moving.

“Aren’t you gonna get dressed, Hyung?” Jisung asks, noticing his lack of movement.

The look on Minho’s face is all Jisung needed to see. He seemed to be trying not to regress.

“Do you want me to help?” He asks, softly rubbing Minho’s back, in which Minho nods.

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“This dress would look so cute on my little baby,” Jeongin tells you, holding up a cute pink dress with glittery stars on it.

You nod your head happily with a big smile. “I like that baba innie!”

“Pink dress it is!” Jeongin says before getting you dressed. He even puts cute little clips in your hair so your hair isn’t in your face.

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Not long after, everyone was gathered outside by the van, except for Han and Minho.

Chris looks at his watch, “what’s taking them so long?”

You start to nervously look back towards the hotel, you don’t like it when all of your daddies aren’t where they’re supposed to be. It makes your anxiety bad and filled with worry.

“I’ll go check on them,” Changbin announces. But just as he starts to walk back, both Han and Minho walk out. Though it seems like Han is leading a very anxious Minho out.

“What took you two so long?” Seungmin asks, raising an eyebrow. “It isn’t fun holding myself up on these things,” he gestures to his crutches.

Minho normally would make some sly comment, but his eyes reddened and quickly moved behind Han, as if trying to hide himself.

“He’s only joking, bub.” Han says softly, turning towards Minho and holding his hand.

“Oh shit,” Seungmin blurts out, his eyes widening. “I’m sorry, Hyung.”

Minho lets out a tiny noise, almost like a whimper as he avoids looking at anyone. “No Hyung,” he responds in such a tiny voice.

“Min Min!” You say happily, running up and then hugging Minho tightly. This seemed to ease him a bit out from behind Han. “Daddies are bringing us to a playground!”

“You two can run wild,” Chris says with a smile, now looking at both of you.

“It’s very hard not to pinch his cheeks,” Hyunjin whispers to Changbin, trying to resist the cuteness aggression he has towards Minho.

“No wild,” Minho says shyly, his voice seeming so small and vulnerable.

Their eyes widen slightly because even regressed, Minho is still Minho.

“Not crazy wild, Min Min.” You giggle, shaking your head. “Just fun wild!”

“Let’s go have fun, babies.” Han grabs both of your hands and leans the two of you inside the van.

The ride there was extremely quiet. No one wanted to say something to upset Minho and Minho didn’t want to say anything at all, not even look at anyone.

“He’s a bit shy,” Han explains, as if no one can clearly see.

Eventually, Hyper Kids come into view and you get very excited. Minho does too, but he is too shy to actually show it.

“Let daddies out first,” Han tells you two, not wanting to lose the two of you.

Once everyone is out, Chris helps you out the van and then Han helps Minho out, since Minho didn’t want to interact with anyone but him.

“So no one is here?” Changbin ask Chris, wanting to verify just so you and Minho can be as little as your hearts desire.

Chris shakes his head, holding your hand and walking to the entrance. “Just a few staff who know the situation. Luckily, age regressers themselves.”

“Let’s go put our shoes in the cubby,” Felix says, taking your hand from Chris and leading you towards the cubby holes. While Jisung leads Minho towards a bench near.

“I don’t wanna,” Minho mumbles a pout, looking at Han.

“Bub, you have too.” Han tries, sitting Minho down on a bench.

“I don’t wanna play,” his bottom lip wobbles.

Han rubs his arm soothingly. “Why not? (Y/n/n) is so excited to play with her Min Min!”

Minho looks up at the slides and everything, “Min Min too big.” He cries softly, leaning forward and burying his face in Han’s stomach.

“What’s with the sad sounds?” Jeongin asks, walking over and looking concerned.

“I too big,” Minho cries into Han’s shirt.

Jeongin frowns, then hesitantly rubs Minhos back. “You are not too big, buddy.”

Minho cries, not believing him.

“How about this,” Jeongin starts, looking towards the play area and back at Minho. “I’ll go with you and (Y/n/n).”

Minho lifts his head up, his red teary eyes looking up at Jeongin. “Really?” Minho slurs, indicating how small he truly is.

“I promise,” Jeongin smiles, slipping off his shoes. “That looks like fun, I have to join.”

And that was all the convincing Minho needed. He took off his shoes, with the help of Han, and took Jeongin’s hand. Once you were situated, the three of you made your way to the slides.

“Now let’s watch our heads as we climb up,” Jeongin tells you and Minho, standing behind you two so he can watch.

You go first as Minho follows, climbing up the obstacle staircase to get to the top.

“I don’t want them falling,” Han says nervously, sitting and watching from below.

Chris grins, finding Han seeming like a nervous parent. “They’ll be fine, Jeongin is right behind them.”

“You know, you all don’t need to be sitting here, right?” Seungmin points out, looking at everyone.

They stop a moment, and look at each other, as if realizing they really don’t need to be sitting around. A second later, Felix is going to the playground, followed closely by Hyunjin and Changbin.

Seungmin looks at Chris and Han, “I was talking about you two as well.”

“I have a good view of (Y/n) and Minho from here,” Han shrugs, not moving.

“Don’t you want to play with our babies instead of watching them?” Seungmin asks. It’s the first time he referred to both you and Minho as “our.”

Chris smiles at this, and nods. “Let’s go play with our littles, Jisung.” And with that, Chris leads Han towards the playground as well.

The eight of you had a blast, eventually Minho became less shy and actually freely enjoyed himself.

“Be careful, Minnie.” Changbin called out to a little Minho who seemed to be running full speed through the obstacles, tumbling every few seconds.

He only giggled in response, holding a mischievous grin that seemed even more mischievous now that he was regressed.

Meanwhile, you continue to slide down the slide and make your way up the stairs and repeat again and again, Jeongin right behind you to make sure you’re being careful.

“Minho!” Felix laughed as Minho disappeared through a tunnel for the third time, almost running into Hyunjin as he passed. “Slow down!”

Just like Changbin, all Felix got was a menacing giggle in response.

“Daddies, look!” You say as you start to climb up a rock wall.

Unlike the others, Seungmin is looking stressed while sitting and watching everyone. “Can one of you stand near her,” he stresses, almost risking his injury just to make sure you don’t fall.

“I watch her, dada!” Minho says happily without a second thought and runs to stand near the rock wall, his eyes wide and sparkly.

Everyone tries to hide their shock, especially Seungmin. Seeing Minho this free and unbothered about his regression is something they all dreamed of ever since they all found out about little Minho.

“You’re being such a good boy, Minnie.” Jisung praises, as he now stands by him and ruffles his hair.

You don’t make it far until you look down and stop. “I’m scared,” you say in a tiny voice, eyes wide.

“Papa is coming,” Changbin calls out as he walks up and grabs you effortlessly off the wall and places you safely back on the ground.

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An hour later, you were resting on Seungmin's lap while watching Minho slowly lose energy but still running around.

“My puppy is so sleepy,” Seungmin whispers softly as he kisses the top of your head, holding you in his lap.

You nod your head in response, resting your head on his chest.

“Bub, you want to start winding down?” Jisung asks Minho, seeing as he is starting to stumble more and more.

“Wanna play,” Minho replies, not even looking at Han as he passes.

Jisung sighs, and watches him make another lap around the obstacles.

“We all need to go eat,” Chris says, now trying to convince Minho.

“No eat,” Minho makes another lap, giggling.

The guys watch as Minho climbs the stairs, giggling, trying to ignore everyone.

“He is clearly tired,” Jeongin shakes his head, gesturing to how slow Minho's movements are.

“Come on, Min,” Hyunjin says sweetly, looking up from the stairs to try and look at Minho.

“I don’t wanna!” Minho replies, sounding a bit fussy now as tears spring to his eyes as he looks down at Hyunjin from the top of the stairs.

Hyunjin sighs, one hand on his hips and the other pointing at Minho. “I’m happy that you’re having fun, baby, but we really need to go.”

Meanwhile, Seungmin is still holding you in his lap as you are fighting your sleep.

“I wanna play,” Minho stutters, his bottom lip wobbling.

“We can always come back,” Hyunjin suggested, “or we can go to another fun place!”

Minho looks at Hyunjin, then to the slide, then back at Hyunjin. “Can I slide down one more time, Tousan?” Minho asks, his tone sounding unsure and small.

Hyunjin smiles gently at him, “of course, sweetheart.”

Minho then slides down one more time then walks to Jisung. “I’m ready to go, Daddy.”

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PART FORTY-FIVE

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Word Count: 911

Part two

“Happy pride month to my favorite boys!” You announce as you walk into the dorm where all eight of your boyfriends sit in the live room. 

“Happy pride to us?” Jeongin asks, slightly confused. “Isn’t pride month for the individuals in the LGBTQ+ community, baby?”

Everyone looks at Jeongin with concern.

“And you’re not?” Chris asks, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. 

“I’m an ally,” Jeongin is quick to say.

Minho crosses his arms while you try to hold in your laugh. “Just an ally?”

Before Jeongin can answer Minho’s question, Seungmin interrupts. “So you being our boyfriend doesn’t make you gay?”

Jeongin stops, briefly confused before his face turns into realization. 

“Happy pride month, Jeongin.” Changbin says with a chuckle, shaking his head. 

“Are you guys excited for the festival?” You ask them, changing the subject as you go sit next to Seungmin, leaning to cuddle up next to him.

“Would be more excited if I could actually attend.” Seungmin mumbles, holding you to his side.

“That is why I’ve been thinking,” Hyunjin starts, earning a groan from Seungmin. “Seungmin, you didn’t even hear what I said.”

“Thinking from you is never good.” Seungmin replies, which earns him a glare from you.

“Let’s go to Virginia after New York!” Hyunjin blurts out.

Silence fills the room with confused looks towards Hyunjin.

“Virginia?” Felix asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah! It is only four hours from New York!” Hyunjin replies, smiling.

Seungmin rolls his eyes, “so your solution to me not being able to perform is for the seven of you to take a random trip to Virginia?”

“It wouldn’t be just the seven of us, Kim Seungmin.” Hyunjin deadpans.

“Sorry, eight.” He replies sarcastically.

“Nine,” Hyunjin corrects.

Seungmin crosses his arms, “how will I be able to go to Virginia when I am stuck here.”

“You just can’t perform,” Chan cuts in, finally catching what Hyunjin is trying to say. “You and (Y/n) can still come with us.”

“I need to heal,” Seungmin says. “I can’t walk everywhere.”

“That is why you will be pushed around in a wheelchair,” Jeongin smiles.

“A mini vacation doesn’t seem too bad,” Han agrees.

“Virginia it is!” Hyunjin says happily.

“Nobody voted.” Seungmin deadpans.

“Voting is just a suggestion.” Hyunjin replies.

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After their performance, the seven of them met up with you and Seungmin back in the hotel room.

“You all did so well,” you announce when they walk in. You hug each of them, ignoring the sticky sweat on them.

“Puppy, you’re going to get all sweaty.” Seungmin teasingly complains. 

The once calm hotel room turned into loud chaos. Each of them had a different story from different points in the performance and different fan interactions.

“I believe STAYs cheered for you more than us.” Changbin tells Seungmin when he notices his slight frown. 

The guys start to quiet down after that, knowing missing the performance hurt Seungmin more than he admits.

“I just wish I could’ve performed.” Seungmin mutters softly, in which you hold and squeeze his hand.

“STAYs just want you to get better, they understand.” You say quietly, kissing his hand gently.

A moment later, Han suddenly claps. “Anyway.” Everyone then looks up. “Let’s order some food.”

You stay next to Seungmin for the majority of the rest of the day. The guys continuing telling stories and also plans for the next few days.

“We need to get to bed if we are planning on waking up and heading to Virginia in the morning.” Chan announces as he stands and stretches. 

Everyone then disperses to their different hotel rooms. That night, you stay with Seungmin, wanting to comfort him through the night.

“What if you regress, puppy?” Seungmin asks, laying down with you in bed, his hand running up and down the side of your arm.

“What if I do?” You ask, confused.

“I won’t be able to take care of you properly if you sleep here and become our little princess.” Seungmin softly replies, kissing the top of your head.

You look up to see his face, his eyes already looking down at you. “If I do regress, I would just want you to hold me.”

Your voice is soft, and Seungmin realizes that maybe he shouldn’t have been using the gentle tone that helps you regress because it seems like you’re becoming little without realizing. 

Normally, he would be happy to take care of you, he absolutely loves his little puppy. But tonight, his ankle hurts and his heart hurts. He is already upset with himself that he had to miss the performance and if you need something that he couldn’t do, that would definitely destroy him.

“Are you getting sleepy?” He asks gently as he brushes some hair from your face.

You nod, making a humming sound.

“You have terrible timing, pup.” 

This earns a sleepy giggle that just melts his heart.

“Dada loves that you’re wanting to sleep with him, but you’re sure you don’t want Eomma?” 

You shake your head, “nah uh, just Dada.”

He gives you a soft smile, “you’ll wake Dada up if you need anything, right?”

You nod your head, your eyes closed as your head now lays against his chest.

“And if Dada can’t get it, I can just call someone.” Seungmin tells you, but more to himself.

“Good night, Dada.”

Seungmin smiles, kissing the top of your head gently and holding you just a bit tighter. “Good night, puppy.”

Also for those wondering why Virginia… I just came back from a trip there!

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PART FORTY-FOUR

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“Minho. We ran through the same choreo like twenty times,” Chris starts, his hands on his hips. “I think we got it.”

“We wouldn’t be doing this twenty times if we actually did get it,” Minho responds, his voice tired as he runs his hand through his hair. “No one is focused.”

Seungmin, sitting on the bench on the side of the room, looks up from his phone. “Why doesn't everyone take a break? It might help.”

“A break is not a bad idea,” Hyunjin agrees, already walking to where Seungmin is.

“We don’t have time for a break,” Minho replies, but everyone is already sitting down near Seungmin.

Jisung’s eyes widen when he sees what Seungmin has been looking at on his phone. “Why on earth are you looking at wedding rings?”

“What?!?!” Jeongin and Hyunjin ask in unison.

“Before everyone jumps to conclusions, it is not a wedding ring.” Seungmin sighs, turning his phone to everyone. “Its promise rings.”

“Are you planning to ask something without us?” Changbin asks, raising an eyebrow.

Seungmin groans, “I was thinking about talking to all of you about it.”

“Why a promise ring?” Minho asks, finally sitting down with the others. “Why don’t we just propose?”

Hyunjin starts choking on his water. “Propose?!?!?!”

Changbin pats his back, “proposing isn’t a bad idea, but it might be very soon to do that.”

“Imagine us wearing a wedding band.” Jeongin says with a slight blush on his face. 

“We are getting off topic,” Seungmin groans. “And as much as that thought is very nice, think about (Y/n) wearing a ring.”

“Thats an even nicer thought,” Jisung nods.

“What made you start thinking about that?” Felix asks, looking at Seungmin.

Seungmin puts his phone down, “I don’t feel comfortable taking a big step without something to show her that nothing will change, that we won’t leave her or things would be different.”

The guys are silent, then they hear a sniffle.

“What?” Felix asks, sniffling and wiping his eyes. “That was beautifully said.” 

Chris pulls out his phone, “what kind of ring shall we get her?”

“Something subtle,” Changbin suggested.

“Subtle?” Hyunjin asks, almost sounding offended. “This ring will be a symbol of our love, that is not subtle.”

“Is this a promise ring or a proposal ring?” Jeongin asks. “Because if it is a proposal ring, then it needs at least eight diamonds on it.” 

“If it is a promise ring, then it should have an infinity sign on it.” Felix suggest.

Seungmin nods, “I think a promise ring for now, at least until we know she is ready for marriage.”

“Who’s ready for marriage?” You ask, walking into the room, catching the end of their conversation. You hold a bag full of the guys’ favorite snacks and drinks.

“Marriage?” Jisung says, acting dumb. “Who said anything about marriage?” 

You raise an eyebrow, “Seungmin said something…” You say confused.

“I think you misheard me, puppy.” Seungmin replies, putting his phone away as he tries to act nonchalant.

“Maybe,” you shrug, placing the bag next to him. “I brought you guys some motivation food and drinks.”

“Thank you, sunny.” Felix says softly, kissing the side of your head before grabbing a snack and a drink.

“Is there motivational pudding in there?” Minho asks, giving you a playful smile.

You reach into the bag, pulling out some pudding. “You think I would forget that?”

“Of course not, jagiya.” Minho replies, gratefully accepting it.

You then go sit next to Seungmin, leaning against his shoulder,

“Hypothetically,” Jisung starts before anyone can stop him. “If one of us got you a certain type of jewlery…” 

“Jisung, shut it.” Chan quickly cuts him off.

“I said hypothetically,” Jisung points out.

“Is this about the marriage thing?” You ask, sitting up a bit now.

“What?” JIsung asks, flashing shockness. “Marriage? Oh no!”

Jeongin just shakes his head, “you don’t have to make it seem like a bad idea.” 

“It isn’t a bad idea!” Jisung says quickly, standing up.

“You guys are acting weird,” you laugh, standing up as well, getting ready to leave.

“You just deserve pretty things,” Felix confesses, at least partially.

You soften immediately, “You guys already give me pretty things.”

“You deserve more, my muse.” Hyunjin comments, his eyes full of adoration as he looks at you.

Minho and Seungmin share a look that you don’t notice as you’re too focused on the others. A look that shows just how easy the ring decision has become.

It isn’t until a few days later when they tell you that you all are having a stay at home date. You didn’t think anything of it, it was normal for stay at home dates when it came to all eight of them. What you didn’t expect was to walk into the living room and see a bunch of candles and flowers. 

“This is fancier than I anticipated.” You laugh softly, looking down at your pajama pants and oversized hoodie that belongs to Changbin.

“You look so pretty, bunny.” Minho assures you gently.

Felix pulls out a chair and lets you sit down before pushing it back in, leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head.

After a few minutes of small talk and eating, Seungmin speaks up.

“We were thinking…” He starts, but you cut him off.

“That is never good,” you voice, taking a bite of your pasta.

“Puppy,” Seungmin laughs a bit. “I’m being serious.”

“Are you guys breaking up with me?” You ask, stopping mid bite and looking at them.

“No!” Jisung and Felix stay together, panicking.

“The opposite actually,” Jeongin says shyly as Minho pulls out a ring.

Your eyes widen, “oh my God.” 

“Before you start thinking ahead, let us explain.” Seungmin cuts in your thoughts.

“We don’t want to jump into intimacy without something to show you that nothing will change.” Chris says softly, with a gentle smile.

Looking closer at the ring, it has a small infinity sign with four tiny diamonds on each side.

“It’s a promise ring,” Changbin explains. “And like Chris said… We promise that nothing will change but only get better.”

“We love you, princess.” Jisung adds, taking the ring from Minho and kneeling next to your seat. “We promise to always take care of you and to only love you more as each day passes by.”

All you can do is cry as he slips the ring on your finger. 

“We also promise to change that ring into a wedding ring when the time is right.” Felix says softly.

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It was customs that took longer, since she had to have Jack’s papers reviewed by the right personnel, which meant waiting.

“I’m sorry buddy, we’ll be out of here soon,” y/n said to her bunny, sitting down on some seats since it would be about 20 minutes before the right customs person would arrive. They usually saw animals right after they were released from the cargo hold, so because her pet came off the plane with her, someone wasn’t there right away.

Somehow the twenty minutes passed quickly, and after the officer looked over Jack and his paperwork, they were cleared and free to go collect her bags, which thankfully were still going around, but it seemed there were a few others from her flight still waiting to collect their bags so that might be why. She grabbed a cart knowing she would need it, and carefully set the carrier down on the top part as she went to grab each of her bags. Though it seemed she forgot just how heavy they were, because she struggled getting them off the carousel.

Thankfully, a few of her fellow passengers helped her move her luggage from the carousel to the cart, and she thanked them profusely, the Canadian would have been struggling for much longer without their kindness. “Come on baby, let’s go find who's taking us home.” She whispered to her pet, pushing the cart towards the exit to find her ride to their apartment. y/n had been told by Chan that someone would be there to pick her up, though likely it wasn’t one of her soulmates, it would be too risky.

Coming out through the doors, she looked carefully, and after a minute of searching the boards as she walked out, she found one with her name on it. Walking towards the man with her name on a sign, she thought he looked familiar, but somehow couldn’t place him. It was a bit hard, since the man was wearing all black and he had a mask and hat on, which she just figured was standard for the entertainment industry here, to keep as low profile as possible. 

As she came closer, she started to recognize a bit more, and it only took a few more seconds as he looked up at her, the two of them locking eyes, to realize exactly who had come to pick her up.

Don’t ever tell yourself that you’re not enough, I am certain that you’re truly fine

PART FORTY-THREE

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Word Count: 1,822

WARNINGS: sexual talk… that’s it

Hyunjin texts everyone to meet in the living room as you both sat in the couch. Everyone filed in pretty quickly, which made you slightly uncomfortable to have this conversation.

“The guys are in this relationship just as much as me and you.”

He wasn’t wrong, but that doesn’t mean this conversation will be easier just because of that.

“What’s going on?” Felix asks, already noticing the uneasiness in you.

Hyunjin takes your hand, almost to encourage you. But you don’t say nothing, which lets him take over. “We haven’t be performing our duties as a boyfriend.”

This makes you tense, and shake your head. “That is not what I said.” You’re quick to correct, looking at him.

“‘I would like it if my boyfriends started to act like my boyfriends from time to time.’” He repeats the words you told him earlier. “Your words, not mine.”

You can physically see Jisung’s mind racing. “What is that supposed to mean?” He asks, his boba eyes wide as he looks between you and Hyunjin.

“We don’t need to have this conversation,” you say, standing up only for Hyunjin to grab your wrist and pull you back down.

“We do if you’re to the point of calling us your friend.” Hyunjin points out, keeping a hold on your wrist.

“Your friend?” Minho asks, his eyes sharpening. “Who did you tell this to?”

“It’s not that big of a deal,” you reply, sighing and leaning back further into the couch.

“It is a big deal because, last I checked, we are your boyfriends.” Minho firmly states, straightening his posture. “Who did you tell that to?” He asks again, not moving past it.

“The pottery teacher,” Hyunjin answers when he notices you’re not responding.

“Is he hot?” Jisung asks, earning a push from Seungmin. “Ow, what was that for?”

“Mia is a woman,” you mutter, crossing your arms.

“Well, is she hot?” Jisung corrects, earning another shove. “Dude, come on.”

“I mean, she’s not, not hot.” You respond, “but that doesn’t mean anything.”

“Do you like her?” Minho asks. You can tell how he’s trying to keep his voice calm, trying to stay composed.

Your eyes widen, an unamused laugh escaping your lips. “No, what kind of question is that?”

“What other reason would you have not to tell her you have a boyfriend, well eight of them?” Minho asks, leaning forward.

“That’s not something that is easily brought up, Minho.” You reply, your voice slightly sharper.

Chris sighs, “we are getting off track.”

“I don’t think we are,” Minho replies, his eyes never leaving yours.

“I really think we are,” Chris insists, running a hand through his hair.

Jeongin practically groans, “what boyfriend duties are we not doing?” He asks, trying to get back to the topic at hand.

“We don’t kiss her,” Hyunjin start, making you roll your eyes.

“We do kiss her!” Jisung says dramatically, as if this physically hurts him with betrayal.

“Yes, on the forehead and the cheek.” Hyunjin confirms, nodding. “But that’s it.”

“We kissed her on the lips,” Jeongin says, cocking an eyebrow.

“So I heard,” Hyunjin sighs. “We also never slept with her.”

“We sleep with her every night!” Jisung says, now standing. “At least one of us does!”

Hyunjin closes his eyes, gathering his patience. “We don’t sleep with her.”

“Yes we do!” Jisung keeps going, his jaw practically on the floor.

“Not actually sleep, Jisung!” Hyunjin lets out sharply.

The room freezes, not because of Hyunjin snapping, but from the context. You just want the couch to swallow you whole. All of their eyes are on you, you can hear a pen drop from the silence.

“Was that allowed?” Seungmin finally asks, breaking the silence. “Because if so, all those times jerking off in the bathroom was wasted.”

Your eyes snap to Seungmin, surprised. “What?”

“Puppy, you honestly think I could spend all that time with you and not be affected by it?”

“We just didn’t know if that was something you’d want,” Changbin voices next. You can tell he’s nervous, they all are. He keeps rubbing his hands on his thighs, as if trying to get the sweat off.

“Why wouldn’t I want it?” You ask, looking at Changbin.

“Our relationship has always been soft and non-sexual,” Changbin starts, as if being the voice for everyone. “And that is fine! We love it. But, we didn’t know if you’d want more than that.”

“We know we are your boyfriends,” Chris starts, finding now is the time to take over. “But we didn’t want to ever make you uncomfortable. Your little headspace always comes first, and I guess we never talked about anything further than that.”

You look at all of them, and they all seem to be on the same page.

“If leading into the more sexual part of our relationship is something you’d want, then we need to talk about it.” Minho voices, his tone a bit nervous now.

“I think this is obvious, but absolutely nothing sexual when you feel tiny.” Chris says firmly, shaking his head. “That is something we are not crossing.”

You small softly, “I wouldn’t want to cross that anyways, but I would want kisses.” You reply, looking at him with gentle eyes.

“Kisses are okay, but that’s it.” Chris confirms, typing in the notes at on his phone.

“Are you typing all of this?” Seungmin asks Chris, almost in a teasing tone.

Chris nods, “I want to make sure we remember every thing.”

“I forgot that some of us is old and have memory lost,” Seungmin teases.

You laugh softly, which lessens the tension in the room.

“You say that but will ask me to share the notes with you later when no one is around,” Chris calls him out, making Seungmin playfully scoff and try and play it off.

“Share it with all of us,” Felix tells Chris, finding that a good idea.

“So what we established is that our relationship has just got a bit more serious…” Jeongin says, mostly to himself.

Changbin cocks an eyebrow, “it’s always been serious.”

“I know, but now it’s a new level of serious.” Jeongin corrects himself.

“Which is why we are not jumping into this,” Chris states firmly, looking at all the guys.

“I also think that when things do happen, I would like Jisung first.” You hesitantly say, getting back serious.

“I was going to say the same thing,” Hyunjin agrees, nodding.

Jisung is practically frozen, “why me?” He stutters, his eyes wide again.

“You were my boyfriend first,” you say as if that’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Don’t get me wrong, I trust all of you.” You’re quick to add. “But, I’d feel more comfortable losing my virginity to Ji.”

“That’s another thing that should be typed,” Minho tells Chris, looking at Chris’ phone to make sure he puts that in the notes.

Jisung stands so fast, he almost trips. “W-what?” He stutters, trying to process what you just said. His hands hover on his sides, not knowing what to do with himself now. “I mean — not that I’m- I just-” he keeps cutting himself off, now running a hand through his hair.

“Congratulations, puppy.” Seungmin says with a smirk. “I think you just unlocked a new level of stress in Jisung.”

“No pressure,” Felix adds quietly, nudging Jisung.

Jisung groans, “can you two stop talking?”

“If it’ll make you feel better, then it can be Minho.” You suggest, now looking between Jisung and Minho.

Jisung is quick to shake his head, “that is not happening, it is my time to shine.”

“Hyung, I don’t think that is the proper wording.” Jeongin cuts in, raising an eyebrow with a small smirk.

Chris exhales softly, “alright, lets all just take a second.”

Once the room settles a bit, his eyes fall on you. “Are you sure that is what you want?”

The question isn’t teasing, it isn’t light. The joking from before was just a way to lessen the tension before it got serious again.

“Before we all got together, before me and Ji confessed to each other," you start, taking a deep breath. “On the nights where my thoughts would wander, I always imagined Jisung would be the one to take my virginity.”

Chris nods, then looks at Jisung. “This is a two way street, so are you comfortable doing that?”

It is very rare for Jisung to not take a serious situation and turn it into a joke. But now, this is the most serious he has ever been in his life. He nods, his eyes never leaving you. “Yeah… if that is really what you want.” His voice then becomes softer, “not because it is easier, or because you feel obligated.”

“I would want it to be you, Jisung.” You tell him gently, your tone serious.

“Am I the only one who feels like a hormonal teenage boy right now?” Seungmin genuinely asks, looking at all the guys.

Hyunjin rolls his eyes, “get a grip, Seungmin.”

“He’ll be getting a grip of something later,” Jeongin teases causing Chris to give him a pointed look. “What? I’m just stating a fact.”

“Remind me never to shake your hand,” Minho says seriously, though there’s a hint of playfulness.

“I thought Jisung would be the one reacting this way,” Hyunjin voices, intrigued.

“Oh trust me, after the shock of her being a virgin wears off, I’ll be worse then Seungmin.” Jisung mumbles, finally sitting back down, rubbing a hand through his hair.

“You guys are gross,” Felix mumbles in false disgust.

Seungmin crosses his arms, “don’t act all innocent, Felix.”

This has everyone now looking at Felix.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Felix asks, looking at Seungmin confused.

“The walls are thin and you whimper her name pretty loud,” Seungmin grins.

“Whimper?” Changbin blurts out, his jaw dropping.

Felix is red like a tomato, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You can’t forget something that happened last night, Yongbok.” Seungmin tsk, shaking his head.

“You’re worse than that!” Felix argues, pointing a finger at Seungmin. “A pillow can only muffle so much!”

Hyunjin groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I didn’t know this conversation would lead to this.”

“I’m enjoying this,” you smile, looking between Felix and Seungmin as they continue to point out each other’s late night hours. “Makes this conversation less embarrassing.”

“Of course you are,” Minho grins, crossing his arms and leaning back comfortably on the other couch.

Chan shakes his head, sighing. “Getting back on the subject at hand, we are not going to jump right into this.”

“When the time is right,” you tell them, looking at Jisung.

Jisung nods, “when the time is right.” He agrees, giving you a soft smile.

“Oh she is going to rock your world,” Seungmin teases at Jisung, causing Jisung to grab the nearest couch pillow and throw it at Seungmin.

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PART FORTY-TWO

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Days pass after the trip, and the guys are back with their busy schedules. Being home alone gets a bit boring, especially several hours of every day. You decided to start different hobbies, find different activities to pass the time.

“Pottery class?” Hyunjin asks you as he picks up a flyer that was left on the counter.

“The first class is today,” you tell him, pointing to the time. “I should be back right before you are all done with practice.”

Hyunjin nods, “tell me how that goes, I might want to join in one day.” And with that, he kisses the top of your head and walks off.

That’s a thing you noticed about the guys lately, they always kiss the top of your head, or your cheek. Never on your lips or anywhere else that can be considered intimate.

You can’t even remember the last time any of them kissed you on your lips, and even though the eight of you technically have been dating for a good bit now, not a single one has made a move to be intimate.

You never questioned it before, since you’re regressed a lot when you are with them. But on the days when you aren’t, you can’t help but wonder if maybe they don’t see you in that way anymore.

You shake the thought out your head as you pack your bag for the pottery class.

“Don’t forget to lock up before you leave,” Chris tells you, kissing your cheek and ruffling your hair before leaving.

Do they still view me as regressed even when I’m not?

You have the best time that night. You make new friends and learn basic pottery skills. You pull out your phone to text Hyunjin about the date and time for the next class as someone walks up.

“Should I be expecting to see your face regularly now?” She says, smiling. She’s the instructor named Mia.

You nod, taking a flyer. “I really enjoyed it, hopefully my friend can make the next one.”

“I hope to see you both then,” she says, waving good bye as she walks off.

Friend?? You refer to Hyunjin as your friend??

Walking back to the dorm, you replay it in your head. In your defense, none of them has been acting as a boyfriend lately. You pull out your phone as you open the door, walking inside. You see different text messages in the group chat, basically just them talking to each other. You send a text saying you made it back home, then put your phone on the charger before going take a shower.

“We’re back!” You hear Minho say loudly so you can hear him.

Not long after, you walk out, a towel wrapped around you as you open the drawer to grab your panties and pajamas for the night. Even though Minho is sitting on the bed, he doesn’t make a move to look on your direction. You sigh as you walk back in the bathroom, closing the door before you get dressed and walk back out.

“Bathroom is free,” you practically mumble before leaving the bedroom entirely.

Walking out the room, you’re met with Hyunjin.

“Soooo, how was it?” Hyunjin asks with a smile, clearly just coming out from the shower himself.

You give a small smile, “it was good. I sent you the information for the next one if you wanted to come.”

“I already marked it in my calendar, muse.” He says softly, pulling out his phone to show you.

You just give him a soft smile, and nod. The night goes like any other night. You all hang around the living room and watch some movie as you lay against one of them before falling asleep.

The next few days pass by before the next class is. “You don’t need to get all dressed up.” You tell Hyunjin as you see him trying to fix his hair just right.

“This is my pottery debut next to my beautiful muse, I need to look the part.” Hyunjin replies, smiling at you.

His words make you blush, just like it normally does. Hyunjin always has a way of wording things to make you a blushing mess, but that’s all. Nothing happens further, and before you know it, you both are walking into the building.

“I see your friend is joining us today!” Mia says, greeting Hyunjin. Luckily no one acts like he’s a celebrity, they treat him normally. In any case, Hyunjin would be very pleased, but one word is stuck in his head. Friend.

You don’t even let the word faze you, or notice Hyunjin’s confused gaze on you. “I finally got to pull him from his busy schedule.” You tell Mia, smiling and laughing comfortably.

“Well, (Y/n)’s friend, I’m glad you can take time out of your day to be here.” Mia tells Hyunjin, bowing slightly in greeting before walking to her spot at the front of the class.

“Friend?” Hyunjin asks, muttering to you as you both walk to a spot in the back of the class.

You brush it off, taking a seat. “It is easier to say than to explain everything.”

“You wouldn’t need to explain anything,” Hyunjin practically says through his teeth, trying not to let it seem like it bothers him. “But I’m not even close to just being a friend.”

“It doesn’t feel that way,” you mumble.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Hyunjin asks, now looking at you. You can tell that comment bothers him, but you can’t reply bc Mia starts talking.

The whole class, Hyunjin can’t focus. His mind keeps going back to what you said.

It doesn’t feel that way.

“Hyunjin?” Mia calls out.

“Hm?” Hyunjin asks, looking up at her.

“I asked to which stage do we add handles to pots?” Mia asks, now the whole class looking at him.

Hyunjin clears his throat, “uh leatherhard?”

“Correct!” Mia claps, then moving on.

“Let’s circle back to why you said before class started,” Hyunjin brings up as you both walk back to the dorm.

“Let’s not,” you mumble, walking faster than him.

Hyunjin cocks an eyebrow, “why not?”

“Because it’s something that is irrelevant and doesn’t need to ever be brought up.” You sigh, still making sure you stay ahead of him.

Hyunjin groans and easily catches up to you. “You calling me your friend then saying it doesn’t feel like anything more than that… that’s something to talk about.”

“No it isn’t,” you speed up again, holding your bag tighter.

“Can you stop running from me?” Hyunjin hisses, grabbing your arm and stopping you. “If you don’t feel like I’m being a good enough boyfriend, you need to let me know so I can work on it.”

You don’t say anything, you don’t even look at him.

“(Y/n),” Hyunjin cuts through your thoughts, his voice firm. “If I’m not acting like a good boyfriend, you need to tell me.”

“I’m not doing this here,” you mumble, looking around.

“It’s either here or back at the dorm with the rest of the guys,” he replies, his voice still firm and his eyes sharp.

You hesitantly look into his eyes, “none of you kiss me anymore.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, almost as if scared to voice it out loud.

Confusing washes over Hyunjin’s face. “We kiss you all the time,” he says, even his voice laced with confusion.

You shake your head, “not on the lips.”

“We don’t kiss you on the lips because we don’t know if that’s okay!” Hyunjin says, his eyes wide and his voice slightly desperate.

“Why wouldn’t it be okay if I’m your girlfriend?” You asks.

“We never discussed why is okay and what is not okay!” He puts his hands on his hips. “Why wouldn’t we kiss you on the lips if we know that’s what you want?”

“I kissed Seungmin and Jeongin on our date, so they know I’m okay with it!”

“We are just trying to respect your boundaries, (y/n)!” Hyunjin voices.

“And I appreciate that but I would like it if my boyfriends started to act like my boyfriends from time to time.” You tell him, sighing as you run a hand through your hair.

Without another thought, Hyunjin closes the gap between you two. He places both hands on either side of your head and kisses you. His lips mold perfectly with yours, and it feels so deep and desperate. When he pulls back, his eyes can’t stop going back to your lips.

“You don’t understand how much I longed to feel your lips against mines.” His voice is different, almost breathless.

He could barely get another word in before your lips are back on his. The taste of his lips is addicting, and when you part your lips just slightly, his tongue doesn’t hesitate to slip through. A desperate whine falls from your lips and into his mouth.

It takes everything in him to pull away again, “let’s go home, my muse.” He whispers against your lips before taking your hands and leading the way back to the dorm.

The walk back to the dorm is shorter than it seems, maybe because all you can’t hunk about is how Hyunjin’s lips felt against yours.

“I think it’s something we should talk to the others about so they know,” Hyunjin says softly to you as you both walk into the dorm.

“I don’t want to make anything awkward,” you whisper back to him.

“You wouldn’t-“ he starts, but Changbin cuts him off.

“Why are you whispering?” He asks, cocking an eyebrow. “Sharing secrets?”

“There should be no secrets between us,” you hear Seungmin call out from the kitchen.

“We aren’t sharing secrets,” you tell Changbin, sighing.

“Whispering to one another seems like one to me,” Changbin says, crossing his strong arms across his chest.

You have to force your eyes away so you don’t lose focus on the problem at hand. “Believe what you want, Changbin.” You tell him before walking off.

“What did you do?” Changbin ask Hyunjin.

“It’s not what I did, it’s what none of us did.” Hyunjin tells Changbin, watching me walk off. “I’ll be back,” he voices to Changbin before following me to my bedroom.

The door shutting behind Hyunjin makes time feel like it froze. It’s just you and him, the only lighting coming from the moon shining through the window.

“What else don’t we do?” he asks, voice low and rough, stepping closer to you so his forehead nearly touching yours—close enough that you can feel his breath, like he’s waiting… or maybe hoping… you’ll give him permission.

His question hangs in the air for a moment. You don’t answer right away because you know that this moment can change everything.

“Hyunjin,” you start, your voice shaky and breathless as you force yourself to look into his eyes.

His fingers lightly brush the hair that fell in front your eyes, “tell me, muse.” His voice came out low and controlled, as if he was holding himself back.

You let out a shaky breath as your hands reach for his shirt, trying to find a way to ground yourself. “You always stop,” you admit, “you all do.”

His brows knit together in confusion, “stop?”

You nod, taking a breath. “It’s like…” you hesitate, but continue. “It’s like there’s a line, that I never put, but you guys are trying not to cross.”

You see him shake his head, his hands falling to your shoulders. He bends slightly to look better into your eyes, “that’s not- “.

“I’m your girlfriend, Hyunjin,” you cut him off, your voice still quiet but less calm. “Yet, we never even slept together.”

His eyes widen, and you can physically see him trying to process your words. “We never talked about anything,” Hyunjin tells you. You can tell his trying to remain calm and composed. “We need to talk to the guys about this, because this isn’t just a me problem.”

“I don’t want to talk to the guys,” you tell him, reaching for him again.

“(Y/n),” he starts, his voice serious now. “I am not going to do anything with you until all the guys are on the same page.”

You try and take a step back, but Hyunjin catches your wrist, holding you in place. “Don’t start being bratty now, muse.” His voice is low, controlled. “The guys are in this relationship just as much as me and you.”

You nod, understanding. But you also don’t want to face the others and talk about this. Before you can say this, Hyunjin is already leading you out the door.

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So I know this is an age regression based fic, but I also went into this with the fact that the reader would be in her big space some days and are actually dating the guys… I’ve been wanting to add some chapters that are more nsfw, just a bit more intimate. I was just wanting to know everyone’s thoughts!

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