He woke up, and he felt weird. He felt small.

As he stood up, he noticed that his hands were small.

While he was confused, a couple came running in, saying his name in a cheery voice.

"Oh, look who's awake?" said a woman, who ran to pick him up and kiss him.

Namjoon was scared; he didn't know who these people were, so he lifted a blanek and hid his face.

The couple didn't look happy as they walked away.

Namjoon watched them, and he thought about his actual mother, which made him sad.

Maybe it was because he was in a baby's body, but he couldn't control himself and started wailing.

"Mamma Mamma," he said, a bit relieved he could say Mamma

The young woman went rushing back into the room after hearing his cries and scooped him up in her arms.

"Hey, Joonie It's okay, Mama's here," she said softly while rocking him.

The vibration from the rocking was comforting, and Namjoon started to think, "Maybe being a baby for a while won't be that bad," he said, but because he was a baby, it came out in a bottle.

He felt sleepy in this young mother's arms, so he closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep.

He woke up and found himself in the cot. He felt hungry and yet again gave in to his baby body instincts.

"Waa waa," he cried.

The young woman came in again and must have known what he wanted because she started to feed him.

Once he was fed, he looked at the toys and pointed to the soft toy that was in his cot.

"You want this, Joonie?" asked the woman as she reached over and grabbed the toy and gave it to him.

Namjoon squealed and hugged the toy.

His excitement was short-lived when the young mother put him back in the crib.

He stood up and reached for her, dropping his toy in the process.

"Sorry, Joonie, Momma's got to work. I'll be back later.

As Namjoon watched his mother figure leave, he felt devastated and lonely.

"Waa! Waa," he cried.

On her way out, the young mother asked her husband to look after Namjoon, which he agreed to.

He went straight to Namjoon and found him crying for his mother.

He walked up to the cot and lifted him out.

"Hey, Joonie It's your dada," he said softly.

"Dada," said Namjoon.

Realising that his mother was not coming back anytime soon, Namjoon started crying again.

"Mamma Mamma! He cried

"Oh, I know you miss your mama, but she will be back later," said the young dad while rocking him.

The young dad got worried when Namjoon wouldn't stop crying for his mother.

But then he had an idea.

He put Namjoon down and grabbed his guitar.

He played the song Pretty Pretty Bear, and it got Namjoon's attention.

Namjoon stopped crying while listening to his dad's singing, and the young dad smiled. Now Namjoon was giggling.

A few days passed, and Namjoon was really happy, but one day he woke up and felt awful, which set his body off crying.

"Waaa waaa!" he cried

It seemed to take time for the couple to get to him, but Namjoon had enough.

"I just want to be me again," he said.

Again, he felt weak and everything went black.