hey! i had an idea but it’s quite a long one if that’s okay. BUT you’re my favorite writer and you’re the only one i trust with this request :) can you write one about little fem reader who thinks she’s a burden or troublesome to cg ot8 skz (maybe because of some kind of misunderstanding?) and starts to misbehave (act out, throw tantrums) because she doesn’t want to tell them and doesn’t know how else to handle her emotions. maybe later on, they realize something has clearly been bothering her and confront her about it and she breaks down crying and finally tells them. basically something angsty with fluff and hurt/comfort in the end. you can completely ignore this if you don’t feel comfortable writing it; it’s totally fine! i love all your fics btw, keep up the great work! <33
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Wholesome|Hurt/Comfort|Breakdown|Involuntary Regression|Bottling Up Emotions|Anxious! Little Reader|Depressive Thoughts|They Know|Lashing Out|Self-Doubt|Heavy Misunderstanding|Overthinking! Little Reader 💛 Oh beans, I'm back from war. Two long semesters for a degree. I apologise in advance if my writing isn't as smooth as before. I'm trying to get used to it again. Here's a little sneak peek into my life, I'm currently editing while having a serious scholar meeting and had to perform a QTE because I clicked the share screen button by accident. Thankfully, when checking with my friends, no one saw a thing, but as a first update in a while; my heart dropped so far. Do let me know if there are any tags I missed. Again, it's been months since I've written and uploaded. I hope everyone has a good day and enjoys this little reader hurt/comfort.
💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.
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"Don't do that," Jisung chastised, crossing his arms. You furrowed your brows, nibbling on your bottom lip, "Why should I listen to you?" you scoffed, rolling your eyes. Jisung looked at you in disbelief, "Easy there. What's with the attitude?" he asked, squatting down to where you're seated. You rolled your eyes once more, pushing yourself up, "Nothing," you defended, stepping out. Jisung pursed his lips, hand calling the only person who could get through to you, "Hyung, Code Otter," he said, with a serious and deadpan expression.
Chan sighed through the phone, "Really, Sung-ah? Code Otter?" he asked, rubbing his temples. "The disrespect I've experienced today," Jisung said, clutching his invisible pearls. "But, yes. Code Otter. She's on the loose," he said in all seriousness. Chan hummed, "I'll find her," he said, hanging up the call. A huff of air escaped your lips as you stared into the horizon. The sun was starting to set, hues of pink and orange merging together.
Thoughts spiralled into your head. "She was falling behind," Minho said, watching your audition clip. Felix nodded, "Yeah, her steps didn't match the others at all," he said, watching how far you've come. You bit your bottom lip, remembering the way you overheard their conversation. "Was I that lacking? I thought I improved this practice. Was I really out of step?" you mumbled, assuming that they were talking about the recent practice video they filmed.
More thoughts compiled together in the silence. "It's so hard to keep entertaining her," Changbin complained, scrolling through his phone. Hyunjin chuckled, "Right? She's so troublesome and needy," he smirked, showing Changbin something on his phone. You curled up further at the memory, "I don't want to be here anymore," you murmured, picking at the sides of your fingers. Chan sighed in relief, finding you curled up on the rooftop after hours of search, "Baby," he whispered, stepping towards you.
You flinched at his voice, "Chan," you replied, averting your gaze. Chan pursed his lips, "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, giving you the space to speak. You rolled your eyes, "I have nothing to say," you grumbled, your inner walls high and guarded. "Is that so?" he asked, watching your expression. You nodded, "Nothing at all," you whispered, picking at the sides of your fingers. Chan stretched his arms. "Alright then, come on," he said, reaching out his hand.
You furrowed your eyebrows, "To where?" you asked, staring at his palm. Chan smiled, "Home. Seungminnie ordered pizza for us," he said, waiting for you to take his hand. You hesitated, "Only because there's pizza involved," you said, taking his hand. Chan chuckled, "Yes, yes. I'm sure the boys bought your favourite too," he reassured, pulling you close. The ride home was tense, and you looked away from everyone. Changbin nudged Hyunjin's side, showing him a video he had taken with Berry. "Isn't she a menace?" he whispered, scrolling through the pictures of Berry nibbling his finger.
Hyunjin chuckled, "A total menace. She's so annoying, too," he grinned, trying to hold back his cuteness aggression. You pressed your tongue against your inner cheek, trying to bite back the tears building in your eyes. Thoughts spiralled again, "Can't they see I'm right here?", "How could they openly say that about me?", "Maybe, I deserve it," you thought, craving to be in your bed. Chan opened the car door, "Home sweet home," he said, helping you out.
You nodded, taking his hand, knowing that in your bed is a Skzoo waiting for your hugs. Seungmin smiled, handing you a slice of pizza, "Eat up before you bathe, it's still warm," he said, ruffling your hair. You feigned a smile and took a bite. The warmth flooded your mouth, making your heart feel tender. "How was your day, cupcake?" Minho asked, setting a glass of cider in front of you. "None of your business," you snapped, subtly glaring at him.
Minho squinted his eyes at your behaviour, "I asked because it is my business. How was your day?" he said, standing a bit straighter. You rolled your eyes, setting the food down. "Why do you want to know? Leave me alone," you huffed, losing your appetite as you remembered the way he talked about your dancing. Minho chuckled, "Acting like a brat isn't going to get you anywhere," he said, crossing his arms. "I am not acting like a brat," you retorted, glaring at him.
"Good girls, don't act this way, don't you think?" Minho said, trying to push you into that secure state. You scoffed, "Don't patronise me," you gritted, leaving the dining room. "Get back down here!" he yelled, placing his hand on his waist. You groaned, "Go away!" you yelled back, slamming your bedroom door. The room went silent after your outburst. "What just happened?" Jeongin whispered, as the tension felt heavy to speak up.
Chan sighed, "She's been on edge since this morning. I tried probing it out of her, but got nothing. Let's give her some space and hopefully she'll come to us sooner or later," he said, upset with himself for not handling the situation better. Felix rubbed his back, "It's okay, hyung. I'm sure she'll confide in us when it gets too much. I trust her, we all do," he whispered, rubbing the back of Chan's nape. Chan nodded, "I trust her, I do. I can't help but worry though," he admitted, exhaling deeply.
You washed up and dressed yourself in comfortable clothes. Your pacifier is clean and ready to use; your Otter Skzoo awaits your warm hugs. Tears streamed like a heavy load spilling through your body. Soft hiccups turned into silent wails as you muffled your cries behind your plush. "Too loud," "Too needy," "Too much," you thought. "I can't do anything right; everything I do is a mistake. I'm a mistake. It hurts," you whispered, thoughts coming aloud as you whispered them under your breath. "It hurts so much," you choked up, clutching the Skzoo in your hands like a lifeline.
It didn't take long for your headspace to switch involuntarily. Your mind had to recover, and it found solace in being little. You crawled out of bed, needing someone to hold you. Your bigger thoughts were muffled with the innate need to be comforted. There wasn't a fear of being judged or a fear of being pushed away. Your mind needed one thing, and nothing could come between it. You bumped into Jeongin, tears blurring your sight as you looked up at him. Jeongin's eyes widened. "What happened, Angel?" he whispered, lifting you in his arms.
Your lips wobbled, "Waah", you wailed, sobbing hard against his shoulder. Jeongin lifted you to the living room, bouncing you in his arms. Everyone looked at you with concern and worry in their eyes. Jeongin rubbed your back, "It's okay, Angel. You're okay," he shushed, trying to soothe you, but it didn't have much effect. You hiccuped through your sobs, "Chus no wan' me anymore," you sobbed, burrowing into Jeongin's shoulder. A shiver ran down their backs. "What do you mean, Agi-ah. Of course, we want you," Changbin cooed, trying to brush your hair, but you swat his hand away.
"Lies! You're lying!" you wailed, sobbing harder. "Princess, we're not lying. Could you tell us why you think so?" Hyunjin whispered, rubbing your back with Jeongin. You hiccuped, "Jinnie called me twoublesome and and needy," you cried, whimpering at the memory. Hyunjin furrowed his brows, trying his hardest to remember when he said those words. A soft gasp escaped his lips. "Princess, did you overhear us talking?" he asked, rubbing your arm. You nodded your head, tears and snot coating your puffy face. Jisung cooed, wiping the mess.
Hyunjin sighed, "Princess, we weren't talking about you. Changbinnie hyung was complaining about running with Berry. It could've never been you, sweetie. You're far too important to us," he reassured, kissing your forehead. You sniffled, "Really?" you whispered, a slight lisp in your voice. Hyunjin smiled, "Really, really," he said, tucking your hair behind your ears. Your lips wobbled, "Lixxie and Minmin said I'm lacking and is falling behind," you sniffled, looking at them for an explanation.
Minho raised an eyebrow, "Cupcake, when did you hear that?" he asked, trying to recall. Felix gasped, "Hyung, was it when we watched her old audition videos?" he said, heading closer to you. Minho's mouth agaped, "Right. Agi, we were admiring how far you've come. You're one of the best dancers I've ever gotten to dance with. We were reminiscing about not teaching and guiding you earlier. You've grown so much as a person, Agi-ah," he cooed, booping your nose.
You scrunched your nose, "Not a burden?" you whispered, tilting your head. Seungmin nibbled at your cheek, "Never a burden, silly girl," he teased, chuckling at your squeals. Chan pressed his forehead against yours, "Baby girl, no matter what happens, you'll never be a burden to us, okay?" he whispered, wiping the stray tears dripping down your cheek. Your tummy grumbled, feeling hungry after all that emotional turmoil.
Jisung chuckled, "Luckily, we still have some pizza ready to heat up. Come on, Baby. Let Innie get changed," he said, carrying you from Jeongin's soaked hold. You sniffled, "Sowwy, Ninnin," you said, upset that his shirt was practically soaked in tears, snot and saliva. Jeongin pecked your forehead, "It's okay, Angel. Go have dinner, hm? I'll join you later," he said, patting your hair. "You heard the man. We have a little one to pamper," Jisung chuckled, bouncing you in his hold.
Your giggles filled the room. Felix sighed, "Does this count as her admitting that she's a little?" he asked, watching Jisung entertain you. Chan pursed his lips, "About 70% I'd say," he chuckled, shaking his head as Jisung made aeroplane pizza slices to feed you. Minho hummed, "We'll get there, soon enough," he said, sipping his lukewarm tea.
