Requested by: uminnieseung
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Little: Seungmin <not yet discovered>
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Caregivers: None
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Seungmin POV

For the past few days, I have been unreasonably stressed.

We have a comeback soon and there is so much to do. I have vocal practice, dance practice, Interviews, recording, shows, outfit checks and more.

Normally I would be able to deal with all of this. But I have a big problem.

I'm a little.

And none of my members know.

With comeback season upon us, we have been around each other 24/7, so I have no time to slip to relieve my stress.

"Seungmin come on! We'll be late for practice!", Jisung yelled.

Great. Practice.

Just after doing mandatory vocal practice.

It seems like I can't catch a break.

I slipped on a blue hoodie and left the room.

The members were running about trying to get outside to the car. All I could think about was what we had to do afterwards, and how little sleep I would get that night.

How little me was begging to come out.

But I couldn't...not with the members not knowing.

"Come on Seungmin, we have to go.", Chan said.

Everyone went outside and into our cars.

I leaned my head on the window the entire way there.

It has been so difficult to repress my little side. Online I was told not to hold it back, because it wasn't good for me.

But what can I do when we're so busy, and the members don't know?

After a short drive we arrived at the practice studio.

Today's practice solely depended on whether or not we could all get the choreo down before a certain time.

The members started stretching all around the room as Chan went though his phone to find our practice Playlist.

I did a little stretching, trying to distract myself from thoughts of slipping.

"Seungmin, earth to Kim. Are you still on earth my guy?", Jisung said.

I didn't realize I had been staring into space for a while.

"What's up dude? You seem off today. You're not sick are you. Because if you are I'm snitching."

"No, I'm not sick. Just...feeling weird."

"Suspicious. Highly suspicious.", Jisung said, turning back around.

3rd Person POV

When practice eventually started, the boys all got into position.

The music started and all was well for everyone.

Everyone except for Seungmin.

"Sorry.", he said as he fell for the second time.

The boys let it pass.

But then it happened again.

And again.

And then...once more.

"Oh come on Seungmin!", Minho yelled.

"I'm s-sorry.", Seungmin stuttered.

"Everytime I hear you say that it pisses me off more."

Seungmin tilted his head down.

"You must be messing with us. Practice rides on us ALL getting the choreo right before we can move on!"

"I'm not messing with you."

"Then get it right! It's not like this is our first time practicing this."

All the members just watched as Seungmin was scolded. None of them dared to interrupt an angry Minho.

"I...I promise I'll get it right."

"You better."

The music was restarted.

As expected, Seungmin did not, in fact, do it right.

Minho was beyond angry at this point.

"Oh...my...GOD! Seungmin come on now! What is wrong with you?!"

Seungmin stepped back at the sound of Minho's yelling.

He could feel his ability to stop himself from slipping going away.

"This is like the ninth time we have done this! And this isn't even the first practice!"

Seungmin brought his hands up to his face.

"Don't cover your face. Move your hands.", Minho said.

Seungmin put his hands down.

To the members shock, he was crying.

"Seungmin? What's wrong?", Chan said.

Seungmin started to cry louder.

Minho instantly regretted everything he said to him.

Felix, who was closest to Seungmin, got to him first and hugged him.

"It's okay Seungmin, Minho didn't mean to yell at you."

Seungmin no longer held back from letting his little side out.

Right now, it was too much. Everything was too much.

"Minnie yell at me!", he said.

"What?", Felix said.

"Minnie yell at me! A-and then all da hyungies be mad! Seungie not good dancer...Seungie sorry!"

The members did not expect to hear that.

Immediately recognizing the situation, Changbin went up to Seungmin.

"Hey Seungie. Don't be so upset little one. You're a great dancer."

Little Seungmin wiped his eyes.

"Binnie think Seungie is good dancer?"

"Of course! The best around. Now don't be so sad. Can I give you a hug?"

Seungmin opened his arms.

Changbin got closer and hugged him.

"Uh, what's happening?", Jeongin asked.

"I'll explain later. Right now, we need to postpone practice.", Changbin said.

Everyone turned to Minho.

"Uh, yeah. Let's do that."

Seungmin wiped his eyes again. Releasing himself from Changbin, he ran to Minho.

The older stood there, unsure of what to do.

"Seungie sorry. He do better other time. Okie?"

This was entirely too cute for Minho not to smile at.

He instinctualy hugged the little, who did the same.

"I don't know what's happening, but this is so cute!", Chan yelled.

"I know! He's like a little kid.", Felix said.

The members picked up their practice bags, walking from the practice studio.

Seungmin held Changbin's hand, skipping alongside him.

"Binnie, Seungie want water. Can have?"

"Sure little one.", Changbin said.

Changbin grabbed the water bottle out of his bag, and handed it to Seungmin.

The little happily drank from it, spilling some on his blue hoodie.

"It cold Binnie."

"I know cutie.", Changbin laughed.

Minho walked along behind them as they exited the building.

"So he's a toddler now?", Jisung asked.

"A little to be exact.", Changbin said, "Otherwise known as an age regressor. It can happen for a variety of reasons, but most cases I know stem from either stress or trauma."

Minho sighed.

"So I did this to him? Did I make him stressed out like that?"

"I doubt you made him regress for the first time Minho. My guess is he's been little and just didn't tell us."

Seungmin got into the car.

"Binnie right. Seungie thought hyungies no want talk to Seungie. Say he weird."

"Oh we would never say that cutie pie!", Jisung said, pinching his cheeks.

"Okay okay, everyone in your cars.", Chan said, "Let's get this baby home."

"You ride in car wit me papa?"

Everyone looked at Chan.

"P-papa?", he said.

"Yes! Channie Papa!"

Chan put a hand over his heart.

"I'm a dad...and yes, I will ride in the car with you. My boy!"

"Dramatic.", Jisung said.

"Says Han Jisung.", Hyunjin replied.

"Okay drama llama."

"Is it legal to punch a quokka?"