hihi!! i’d love love love to see maybe cg!johnny and cg!taeyong getting their little ready for bed? i just know they’d make the best ‘daddy’ and ‘mommy’ duo together :(((
A/N: I know some of you guys feel a kind of way about calling male idols “mama”. This is specifically for this person’s ask, please don’t yell at me. I’m sure Taeyong would be fine with it.
You yawned, staring tiredly at the screen in front of you. You hadn’t been feeling little or sleepy all day but the feeling just kind of crept up on you and now you’re fighting to stay awake, slumped in front of your laptop screen.
Some drama you’d started earlier was playing, but you’d lost the plot. You had a long day and the longer the TV show droned on and on and on, the more you felt… tiny. The familiar feeling of warmth and fuzz flooded your brain and all you wanted to do at that moment was fall asleep in your cozy, cozy bed.
You looked over and pouted. The bed seemed so very far away now and you imagined your stuffed animals to be floating away on a deserted bed island, calling for help.
There was a soft knock on the door, one that startled you a little and pulled you out of your imagination. You grabbed your favorite stuffed animal sitting on your desk and curled into yourself in fear, only for Caregiver!Taeyong and Caregiver!Johnny to walk in worriedly.
“Hey there, y/n! Doing okay?” Taeyong’s voice was soft. You snapped your head up to look at him, but he noticed how tired your eyes were. “We called your name earlier.”
“Like… like, five times. You didn’t hear?” Johnny chimed in, an unusually distressed look on his face.
You shook your head and before you could think, you raised your arms and mumbled. “Uppies”, which surprised the two of them.
They shot each other a look and entered the room, Taeyong sitting on your bed and Johnny standing by your desk chair, where you sat. “Oh, sweetie. My baby, are you feeling little?”
“Lil’.” You murmured, arms still held out. “An’ sleepy.”
“You’re tired?” Johnny asked, picking you up and holding you on his hip. “Yo! Taeyong, you should have told me they were tired! Why didn’t you tell me?” He whined playfully. Even through your sleepy haze, Johnny’s melodrama never failed to make you giggle.
Taeyong scoffed, getting up and fluffing your pillows now. “I didn’t know they were little, Johnny.” He pouted, voice a little sad. “But I really should have figured it out. Poor thing was holed up in here so long, I should have-”
Johnny frowned. “Hey, it’s not your fault. Right, baby?” Johnny asks you, holding your little hand. “Mama didn’t know. You’re not mad at Mama, right?” He asked you with a faux baby voice.
You shake your sleepy head. “No… I wuv Mama… an’ I wuv Daddy…” Your lips jutted out. You didn’t want Mama to feel like you were upset, you just wanted to go night-night.
The leader didn’t look so sure, but he nodded along anyways. “Thank you, sweetie.” Taeyong kissed your forehead and looked at Johnny. “Can you help y/n put their pajamas on, please?” He asked.
Johnny nodded and walked over to your dresser drawer with you still on his hips. He opened one of the cabinets and peered in. “Let’s see which pajamas you want. We got these pretty purple ones, we’ve got the ones with stars”. He looked through your pajama drawer, stopping at your favoritest pair. “Ah! Yo, you want the Bluey ones?”
You squeal and Johnny picks them out, letting you go and holding you steady with your feet on the floor. He helps you into them in order to get you nice and cozy.
Taeyong walks over to you, holding your hand to lead you to the bathroom. He helps your brush your teeth and even sings a little song to help you count how long you should brush for. And then he leads you back to your room to tuck you in.
Johnny’s already sitting on top of your covers when you snuggle under them. Taeyong closes your laptop top and sits with the both of you, pushing your blankies and stuffed animals closer to you.
“Baby’s nice and warm, yeah?” Johnny asks softly, caressing your hair. You yawn again, nodding sleepily.
“I guess it’s bedtime for you, little one. Goodnight- oh!”
The pair get up to leave when you grab onto Taeyong’s arm with exhausted, little hands.
“Mama sing?” You asked politely, eyes shining. Taeyong looked between you and Johnny apprehensively and nodded, sitting closer and clearing his throat.
“Oh… uh, alright.” Taeyong looked up from you to Johnny and Johnny gave him a thumbs up, encouraging him to take a deep breath and begin.
“Yeah, you are my love, oh love, oh love. Yeah, you are my world, oh world, oh world…” He sang, a tightness in his chest as he did so. He mumbled his way through those familiar lyrics, a song that always helped you fall fast asleep and feel safest.
“Love… you…”You mumbled, half asleep with fluttery eyelids. You squeezed your favorite stuffie even tighter and fell into dreamland thanks to Taeyong’s voice.
By the end of the song, you were fast asleep with a little smile on the corner of your mouth. Taeyong got up from your bed without disturbing you and shuffled past Johnny, who stood by the light switch.
Sometimes they had doubts about how good they were at this whole caregiver thing. Mainly Taeyong, but those feelings were quelled by one little glance at your peaceful, sleeping face. Looking at you made them feel like they were alright.
“Look at how cute they are, aw! We’re awesome at this whole parent-caregiver-thing, by the way.” Johnny whispered, turning out the light with a smirk. “Like, we’re really good at playing ‘mom and dad’.”
Taeyong nodded, looking at your sleeping form again with a smile as he shut the door behind him. “Yeah… yeah, I guess we are.”
