- He’s always gasping and reacting dramatically to everything you! Lots of praises and lots of “no way” and “oh my gosh!” from him.
- He calls you “honey”, it’s his favorite little petname for you. Sometimes “honeybee” when you’re feeling especially small.
- Knows all of your funny little moods and can handle them well. The good ones and the bad ones, he’s well-equipped to handle them.
- Reassures you when you feel silly about regressing.
- He’s used to wrangling in five weirdos in his group; Seriously, what’s a little like you supposed to do -scare him away? Nah, this is fairly normal for him. Soul does much weirder on a daily basis.
- Uses his gentle stern voice and sometimes gets sarcastic (even if you don’t get it, he practically speaks in sarcasm).
- Shows you funny memes, even if you don’t understand them or care.
-Like, he runs into a room yelling your name to show you a funny video of a rotating 3-D cat over a low-quality Doja Cat audio. He thinks it’s the funniest thing he’s ever seen and you just wanna like, go back to coloring in your coloring book.
- He cares about your well-being and gives you structure (bedtimes, making sure you eat your fruits and vegetables, etc.)
- Like now, with Keeho making you eat all of your dinner -especially your veggies. “Say ahh!” He holds the spoonful of smushed vegetables
- “Don’ wanna!” You huff and smack the veggies out of his hand, the spoon splattering on his shirt instead. Keeho looks down in shock at the peas, a greenish blob on his chest.
- He grit his teeth, holding back a lot of choice words to shoot you an annoyed smile and get up to clean the veggies off of his shirt.
- “Brat” he mutters, but doesn’t let you hear it. You’re just doing what babies do, he would never blame you or make you feel bad for being little.
- He understands how sensitive you can feel in little space and doesn’t touch you unless he has permission to, doesn’t push or pry even when being stern, and tries his hardest to make you feel valid in yourself.
pairing. taehyun x female!oc | genre. soft, fluffy, romance, comfort/hurt, etc. | warning. age regression, littlespace, etc. | word count. 1.9k
note. this is my first age regression story. I did research as best as I could. I apologize if it isn't as accurate. I did my best. I made another account for age regression stories only, so if you are interested, here is the link. Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!
Yumi was on her phone, scrolling through Instagram. Sighing quietly at the photos of people looking happy and pretty. She knew she shouldn't feel sad, but it couldn't be helped sometimes. Exiting Instagram, she turned off her phone and just stared at the television. Letting her thoughts roam around her head.
She heard the passcode, meaning her boyfriend was home. Taking a breath as she heard the door closed. "I'm home!" Her boyfriend shouted.
"Welcome home!" She shouted back. Yumi looked behind and smiled when she saw her boyfriend, Taehyun. He smiled back as he walked towards her. Putting his bag down on the couch before wrapping his arms around her. Kissing the top of her head. "How was my girl doing?"
"Like any other day, good," she answered. "How about you?" He rested his chin on her head before responding. "It was a hectic day, but seeing my girl after a long day. I feel better than during the day." Yumi nodded. They stayed in complete silence in each other's warmth before Taehyun went to the shared bedroom to shower.
the rest is under the cut
While he was showering, Yumi quickly went to another room. What she told Taehyun was half a lie. It wasn't good. She was so stressed from work, and scrolling down Instagram didn't help at all. She took a breath, inhaled, and exhaled. Walking towards the closed closet before opening it. Spotting two of the boxes on the floor before pulling them out.
It has been 2 months since she moved in with Taehyun. She was hesitant at first but agreed to move into his apartment as he promised her that she could have the extra room he had if she wanted it. So she agreed with the condition of him not entering the room. He agreed and never questioned it. It wasn't like she didn't trust him. It was complicated.
Yumi set down a huge blanket on the floor before looking through the box. She took out two coloring books, two of her favorite children's books, some snacks, and her favorite teddy bear. Just looking at the teddy bear made her feel small.
Looking through the boxes, she quickly grabbed a paci and some crayons. Putting the paci in her mouth before opening a random page of her new coloring book that she got a few weeks ago. Yumi began to color while eating her goldfish snacks.
As she played around with her toys, she slowly slipped into her little headspace. She felt much better after slipping. Knowing Taehyun was probably working on his work in the dining room and dinner won't be until 2 hours later, she let herself be little.
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, she froze in her spot. Stopped what she was doing before slowly turning to the closed door. "Yumi?"
Oh no. She cursed. "Y-yes?" She stuttered, making the sound using her adult voice. "What do you want to eat for dinner?" Taehyun asked.
"Anything!" She shouted, using her adult voice. There was silence after her answer. She bit her lips and waited for a couple of seconds before heading to Taehyun, walking away from the door. She sighed in relief before playing with her things again.
One hour has passed. Yumi was walking around until she accidentally hit her leg on the bed and thumped on the floor. Tears were falling as she lay on the floor. She heard Taehyun running down the hallway before knocking on the door again. "Yumi, is everything okay in there?" He asked.
She was in tears, sitting on the floor, and looking at her cut. She grabbed her teddy bear, which was near her, and held it tightly as she felt tears rolling down. No answer came from her. "Yumi, is everything okay in there?" He asked again. "Y-yeah," she tried to use her adult voice, but her little voice cracked because she was silently crying. "I'm coming in," he said.
Hearing the door twist open, she let reality hit. Closing her eyes, the door opened. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Taehyun standing there in shock. She gulped nervously as she watched him scan the room. Before his eyes land on her. She felt a bit embarrassed about this and hugged her bear even more tightly.
The next thing he did took her by surprise. He quickly went to her and kneeled in front of her. "What happened, sweetie?" He asked softly. She pointed at the cut on her knee, and he followed. "You have a boo boo?" She nodded slowly. He wiped her tears. "Do you know where the first aid is?" He asked her slowly. He somehow knew Yumi would keep first aid for kids in this room. She pointed at her closet.
"I will be back," he told her before walking to the closet. She watched him open it and scan through it before taking out the first aid. Taehyun walked back to her with the first aid in his hands and opened it. "It may sting for a second or two, okay?" He looked at her, waiting for a nod or something.
Yumi gave a nod, and he started to clean the cut. She closed her eyes, squeezing her bear tightly with tears. "All done.". She slowly opened her eyes, seeing him smile at her. "What band-aid do you want?" He took the bandaid in his hands and spread them around for her to see. "I want this," she answered, pointing at the Doc McStuffins band-aid. Taehyun put the rest away and carefully put it on her. "Better?"
"Better, thank you," she said. He smiled. "You're welcome, sweetie." Softly ruffled her hair. "How old are you?" She put four fingers up, and he nodded. They sat in silence for a while before Taehyun spoke again. "Do you love the teddy bear?"
Yumi nodded with no hesitation. "I love love it," she excitedly said while squeezing the bear. "Do you know the name of your bear?" He asked. She thought for a moment before responding. "I forgot the name, but adult me would know."
Taehyun smiled and nodded. He looked at the clock on the wall before turning back to Yumi. "Are you hungry, sweetie?" He asked. She nodded. "What do you want to eat?" He asked her softly.
"Mac and cheese, please." He nodded. "Alright, I will be back. Go play with your toys before dinner, okay?" She nodded. He smiled. "May I kiss your forehead?" He asked. "Yes," she replied. He then lightly kissed her forehead before leaving the room. She went on playing with her toys.
Taehyun went to the kitchen and started to make dinner. He went to the pantry and saw boxes of mac and cheese. Grabbed a few of the boxes and some others before going back to the kitchen.
After a few minutes, Taehyun came back and sat down next to Yumi. "Yumi, it's time to eat." She put her toys down and looked at him. He gave her a sweet smile. "Okie." Then he asked her. "Is it alright if I carry you?" She nodded, and he helped her stand up, then carried her in his arms.
He walked with her in his arms to the dining room before putting her on a chair. He pulled her closer to him. "Do you want me to feed you?" "Yes, please." He then fed her the mac and cheese that was already cooled down. He then took the cup of apple juice with a straw and brought it closer to her while holding the straw.
After she was done eating, he asked her if she needed help getting ready to sleep. She shook her hand and said, "I don't need help." She went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. He ate dinner before washing the dishes.
When he went back to her room, he saw she was sitting down on the floor staring at her hands in her pajamas. He quickly went to her and sat down in front of her. Hesitantly, he took her hands to his. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He asked. She looked up, and the words came out of her mouth, surprising him. "You don't hate me?"
Taehyun pulled her into his arms. "Of course not. Why would you think that?" "People usually hate me when they see me like this," she told him. He pulled her closer to him. "Well, they must be jelly or something," he told her. She looked at him. "Really?" He nodded before kissing her forehead. "Yes, love."
They stayed like this before she fell asleep. He smiled at her sleeping face and carefully carried her to their shared bedroom. He carefully laid her on the bed and made her feel comfortable before getting ready to sleep. Then he lay next to her and looked at her sleeping face before kissing her forehead lightly. "Good night, sweetheart."
The next morning, Yumi woke up, slipped out of her little space, looking at Taehyun sleeping for a little bit before walking to change into her other pajamas. Then she got ready for the day. She went to the kitchen and cooked breakfast. She sat down, eating her food while thinking about last night.
Taehyun walked out of the bedroom and saw her in deep thought. Not touching her breakfast. He looked at the breakfast, and from the look of it, she slipped out of her little space. He walked up to her and back-hugged her. "Good morning," he said. She was startled and quickly looked up. "Good morning."
"What are you thinking?" He asked. "Oh, it's nothing." He hummed in response. "May I ask you some questions?" He asked her. "Sure." He broke the hug and sat in front of her. She was mentally prepared for the questions.
"When did you start being a little?"
"When I was in middle school, you know I was struggling a lot back then. I went to therapy that my aunt paid for me without my parents knowing and talking about age regression with my therapist. She told me she agreed with me since it will help me a lot. Then she gave me a list that I could do to start being a little."
Taehyun nodded. "Do you know your age range?" "It depends, but I am mostly 5-10 years old, but sometimes lower if I have a tough day or I haven't been age regression for a long time. That…. Happened often, actually. It was probably not good, but I was so caught up with life that I forgot about it." Taehyun nodded again.
"May I ask you a question, too?" She asked him. He nodded. She hesitantly asked. "How do you know about little space?" He didn't look surprised at all. He just has a smile on his face. "One of my friends is a little too. I accidentally walked in when he was a little." He told her. She nodded. "Is he your bandmate?" "No, it was my best friend in high school. I was his caregiver until he found his love." She nodded.
"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" "Do you want to be my little caregiver?" He smiled and grew even bigger. "I would love to." She felt relaxed. "My little one never had a caregiver, and you're my first boyfriend. It will be different, but I am sure my little one would love it." He nodded. "I am sure, too." Then she went on telling him everything he would need to know and even made a list of things too.
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Little gyu excitedly showing off his very own creation, Bamgeut!! He babbles and stumbles through his words of proud affection about his little friend who he loves so much. Every night he kisses Bamgeut's round nose and giggles sweetly before snuggling down into bed.
"Bamgeut is five years old, likes ice cream for breakfast and is scared of airplanes, but that's okay! Any plane Bamgeut is on, I'm on too!!" ⛅️🩵
Do you have any little Ateez, I would love some little mingi slipping during an interview or somewhere public so Yunho keeps him distracted till it's over?
Little Mingi Short 💝
Mingi was having a bit of a tough day. He was tired, socially drained, and home sick. He spent the whole night tossing and turning in an unfamiliar hotel room, far away from his own bed that had pink sheets and felt like a cloud. Sitting in a noisy and busy restaurant was not making his day any easier. He sat at a long table that fit all the members, four of them on each side. On one side of him was Yunho and on the other was Yeosang. Everyone was in a chipper mood, chatting and laughing together while they waited for their food. Everyone except Mingi.
His spaced out demeanor didn’t go unnoticed by Yunho or Seonghwa, who was across from them. Mingi hardly said a word and they had been there for half an hour. Deep in his subconscious, he was starting to tilt and slip down a grassy hill. He was disoriented, feeling vulnerable and exposed in the public environment, as he lost touch with his adult headspace. Yunho held his knee that bounced frantically under the table, trying to calm down whatever storm was going on inside.
Mingi blinked away tears, hanging his head. All the sounds of people dining, talking, laughing and the music playing turned into one big mess of noise that felt like static in his ears. He couldn’t focus on Seonghwa asking him if he was okay, or Yunho ducking his head down to speak to him softly. Mingi chewed his lips and hid his hot face in his hands.
“Hey, honey, come with me. Let’s go to the bathroom.” Yunho said, rubbing Mingi back and starting to get up. Mingi managed to stand up and wiped his eyes, avoiding the others faces and grabbing Yunho’s hand, so he could lead him to safety.
“It’s not too far.” Yunho said as they walked, weaving through tables and chairs.
Once they were in the bathroom, which was made for one person to use at a time. Mingi gasped and burst fully into tears. Yunho, who was expecting it, hushed him gently and took him into his arms. He nuzzled his hair and told him that he understood, and that everything was okay.
“S’too loud!” Mingi sobbed into his shoulder.
“It is pretty loud out there, it’s okay. We can take a break in here for a few minutes.” Yunho comforted gently. Mingi sniveled and hiccuped a few times, gradually calming himself down thanks to the tight embrace Yunho kept him in. The pressure on his sides worked like magic.
“It’s easier to hear the music in here. I think it’s Taylor Swift.” Yunho thought aloud.
“I don’t know…” Mingi replied under his breath.
“Do you know what you want to eat?”
“No…I don’t want to order.”
“I can do that for you, hun. Chicken?” Yunho chuckled. Mingi nodded. Getting something in his stomach would make him feel a little better.
Once his tears were fully dried they made their way back to the table where they got some curious looks from the other members. Yunho waved them off, a signal that he’d talk to them about it later. He paid extra special attention to Mingi, ordering for him and holding his hand. When he got antsy or started staring off into space, he grabbed him back to earth with a little game.
“Mingi-ah, I spy with my little eye something…” Yunho’s eyes darted around, “Red!”
Mingi looked at him briefly, then intently to their immediate surroundings. There were a few red things he spotted. A label on a menu, a bottle of ketchup…
“Hm!” Mingi hummed hopefully, pointing to Jongho’s hoodie.
“You got it! Your turn.”
“I spy…uhm…somethingggg that’s a rectangle.”
Yunho smiled and tried to pretend he didn’t see Minho’s eyes land on his napkin right before speaking. They quietly went back and forth with their game until the food got there. Each round got sillier until they were giggling away together in their own world.
