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@✦kim namjoon Woohyuk perked up when the other said he could bring his bunny and smiled widely. “Heh.. thank you! I’ll.. try not to get Mr.Bunny dirty!” He said, looking up at Namjoon as he thought hard about what he wanted to eat “can.. can we get spaghetti? I.. I like spaghetti with meatballs! D-do we have stuff to make it or do we have to go to a pasta restaurant~?” He asked, tilting his head lightly.

He shyly reached over and tugged on Namjoon’s sleeve lightly. “C-can I.. has p-piggyback ride...? W-Woohyukkie feet hurt..”

@✧yang woohyuk Namjoon chuckled at the sweet boy.

"Of course you can bring your bunny, love," Namjoon said as he stood and crossed the room to stand over Woohyuk and gaze down at the boy's adorable face. What would they have though? He could always take Woohyuk out to eat at the diner? They always have a great selection of dino nuggets and smiley potato fries. Or, they could stay in and make some supper. That's a fun Little thing to do.

"Woohyuk, love," Namjoon said. "Would you rather go out or stay in? I don't mind either way."

@✦kim namjoon Woohyuk looked up at the taller male, the stuffie still tucked in under his chin. He watched as he settled on the rocking chair before wandering off to look around the nursery with a soft hum. This was probably one of the best he's ever seen and he was being quite serious when he said he could live here all day

He was so focused on exploring the place that he didn't realize how hungry he was and how his stomach has been growling. When the other mentioned dinner, he blinked, giggling softly when he finally heard his stomach growl "dinner? Oh! Of course! I.. I didn't realize.. how hungry I was.." he said with a soft whine, burying his face into the plushie he had in his arms "b-but.. c-can I bring the bunny along??"

@✧yang woohyuk Watching Woohyuk cuddle the stuffie to his chest made his own chest tingle. He was such a sweetie. A little, precious baby, still wet behind the ears. And Namjoon's instinctual urges to care for him flared at the sight. Namjoon allowed Wohyuk to continue his admiring of the nursery as he settled into the rocking chair.

It was a lovely room. The first time Namjoon step foot into the nursery was when Yonguk gave him the grand tour of the den. He remembered being in absolute awe. To him, it seemed to be the perfect place to exercise all of his nurturing ways. With all of the bottles and binkies and blankets. There didn't seem to be a better place in the whole world.

Speaking of bottles, it was approaching evening; Namjoon wondered if Woohyuk had any dinner. Would it be too forward of him to ask Woohyuk if he'd like some dinner and a bottle?

"Um, Woohyuk?" Namjoon said nervously. "I know we've only just met, but, um, would you like to have dinner with me?"

@✦kim namjoon Woohyuk hummed softly as he padded along, following behind the taller male to the said nursery. His eyes widened slightly at the sight that greeted them and smiled widely. “Woah.. it’s.. it’s so nice and cute here..” he mumbled softly, walking into the room and wandering about with a wide smile. “They have binkies.. a-and woah.. I.. I can live here all day!” He said a little too excited before turning to the other. As he turned, he caught sight of the stuffies and waddles over, picking up a pastel pink lip ear bunny stuffie and hugging it to his chest. “I used to have one j-just like this!”

@✧yang woohyuk Namjoon was vaguely aware Woohyuk was following him down the hall and up the stairs, but his mind was preoccupied. He was about to invite the boy into his sanctuary. As much as the den was a no-judgment place, that didn't mean people didn't judge. Woohyuk could be criticizing him in his mind and planning an escape.

Reaching the door of the nursery, Namjoon paused and pushed it open. Seafoam and buttercup yellow greeted both of them. There was a rocking chair with a pillow overlooking a pair of wide windows, curtains undrawn. And there was also an adult-sized changing table stocked with all of the necessities, a chest of drawers overflowing with binkies, blankets, and baby bottles. To round the room off there was a large crib lined with brightly colored stuffies. It made Namjoon's heart swell. This was part of his home.

Slowly, he turned to Woohyuk while holding the door open and said, "Littles first."

@✧han jisung After getting permission, I finally gather enough energy to finish my burger. While it looks like Jisung is enjoying his food. I pay, we leave, and I'm finally walking him upstairs after having pulled up to the den. I say hello to some of my friends, but I'm too nervous to engage in any small talk.

Whenever I'm about do something I might regret, my shoulder stings. There's a scar there from the time I fell off my skateboard and skidded, bare skinned, to the middle of the ramp and needed stitches. I was trying to land a trick I knew I wasn't practiced enough for and my stupid overconfidence bit me in the , rightfully. It's like it has a sixth sense for times when I'm about to do something risky and it's reminding me of my accident. Like, 'Hey, dummy. Remember when you took this risk and ended up in the E.R.? What you're about to do now, is it worth it?'.

Inviting Jisung into my world, allowing him see a piece of me I normally protect with a fierceness, and letting him judge that, it might be a mistake. Sure, he might already partake in little space, but that doesn't mean he does it like I do. Like anybody at the den does it. Without giving myself time to regret what I'm about to do, I stop us and push open the door to the nursery. There's stuffies and a big crib and all kinds of toys.

I hold my breath and wait for him to say something. Anything.