*peeks into your room and blinks at the small pile of blankets on the floor* Changmin? How come you're under a blankie?
*his tiny head pops out the top of the blanket at the sound of your voice, big eyes and ears he’s not quite grown into yet blink and twitch as he stares up at you, fingers still fidgeting with his pajamas* safe..
*he nods and sniffs, watching you before biting his lip* t-the…the owwies on my legs hurt the most… *he turns round in your hold and moves his towel just slightly so you can see the back of his tiny thighs, thin red lines almost healed across them just visible* I-I was naughty, I hit my head a-and cried when Im not allowed to.
*he frowns deeply and sighs inwardly, trying to hold back the sudden strong protectiveness that he feels for you to just kiss the bruises carefully* Where did you hit your head...? I can kiss there too if you want...












