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ghostboybabies · 4 years

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little ghost boy || [JATP Agere/CGLRE]- “Bedtime and Pink Bears” (Chapter 6)

A/N: this chapter is just- hjsiakjsaisngas. we stan a chapter full of mama!julie and baby!reggie content. We will return to our regularly scheduled cg!luke/little!reggie content in the next chapter.

-Apple

"No!"

"But baby-"

"No, don't wanna!"

Reggie's whining was cut off by Julie opening the studio door. Reggie sat on the piano, swinging his legs back and forth. He had his arms crossed, and a defiant look on his face. Luke stood next to him, looking to Julie for some help.

"What's going on here, hmm?" she walked forward, until she stood in front of the regressor on the piano. Reggie let his arms fall from there crossed position, avoiding her eyes by looking down.

"This Little Rockstar here doesn't like the bedtime rule very much," Luke explained.

"Just because you don't like a rule doesn't mean that you shouldn't follow them," Julie tsked, giving Reggie a look of disapproval. When Reggie glanced up and met her eyes, he looked so guilty and apologetic.

"But..but- Wanna keep playing!" he pouted.

"If you go to bed now, we can wake up super early and play tomorrow!" Luke suggested, jumping back in.

"But Alex will be home...can't play around him," Reggie argued. He was conflicted. He didn't want to go to sleep, but he also didn't want to upset his friends.

Luke went silent, not really knowing what to say. Reggie only willingly regressed when Alex wasn't there. Reggie didn't want to go to bed because he didn't know for sure the next time he'd be able to go into littlespace. It was an understandable reason.

But it was still getting late, and he wanted his baby to get a good amount of sleep.

Julie sighed, grabbing Reggie's attention back. "We will find time for you to be little tomorrow, I promise. But right now, it's bedtime, okay?"

Reggie seemed to falter, considering the option of listening to her before ultimately deciding not to. "No!" he huffed, kicking his foot out and hitting Julie's lower stomach.

"Reggie!" Luke shouted, reacting without thinking. Reggie already seemed like he felt bad, his eyes glossed over. He flinched upon hearing Luke's shouting.

Luke was shouting at him. He did something wrong.

Reggie hurt Julie.

He didn't mean to! He just got upset and needed to do something....

He didn't realize how close Julie was to him. He didn't mean to hit her when he threw his little tantrum.

"Mama! 'm sorry!" Reggie's words were hard to understand due to his baby voice and sobbing, and neither of his friends got the chance to process what he had said because they were busy worrying about him.

Reggie jumped off the piano, attacking Julie in a hug. Julie let her arms fall around him, hugging him back. "Didn't mean to hurt you!" he whimpered, squeezing her around the waist. "M' sorry..."

He continued to babble out apologetic nonsense. Julie swayed in place, holding him close. "I'm okay, darling. You don't kick hard," she chuckled, planting a kiss on his forehead. "You didn't hurt me, I promise."

"You sure?" Reggie had dissolved into a babbling, sobbing mess from a bratty toddler in just a few seconds, looking up at her with guilty eyes.

She nodded softly. Luke seemed to appear magically behind Reggie, wrapping his arms around the two of them and forcing them into a group hug. "You're okay baby. No need to cry," Luke spoke quietly, knowing that he was close enough to Reggie for him to hear his low voice.

"M' sorry for not listening! And for getting mad!" he apologized again, wiggling his way from between them once he stopped crying. He still looked upset, and like he felt terrible, but at least tears weren't running down his face. Luke and Julie separated as well, before speaking to Reggie.

"We're not upset. Some kids don't like bedtime, and some kids misbehave. It's not shocking or anything," Julie shrugged a bit, ruffling his hair. "We're just gonna have to talk about that 'misbehaving' part, so we don't have any more incidents like this."

"Not in trouble?" Reggie tilted his head. Luke shook his head quickly.

"No! You're obviously just having a little bit of an emotional moment, you got upset about having to do to bed, and I know you didn't mean to hurt anyone!" Luke exclaimed. "But..." he trailed off, sighing. Luke didn't like the idea of possibly having to punish Reggie in the future, but he had to know that he couldn't just get away with things like this all the time.

"That doesn't mean you'll get away with misbehaving all the time, okay?" he gave Reggie a stern look. Reggie nodded quickly.

"Mkay! Won't mis-...won't misbe-" he stumbled over his words, pouting and looking to Julie for help.

"Misbehave?" Julie suggested.

"Yeah! Won't to dat again, pwomise!"

The other two smiled at him fondly. Neither of them knew the likelihood of him keeping that promise and never breaking a rule, but they figured that him wanting to behave was a good thing.

After a few moments, Julie spoke again. "Will you go to bed if I let you come cuddle with me for tonight?"

"Sleep wif you?" Reggie mumbled, rubbing at his eyes. The crying must've worn him out.

"Mhm. You can cuddle one of my old stuffies," she sounded convincing enough for the little, who quickly nodded, making grabby hands towards Julie. "Give Luke a hug before we go, sweetheart."

Reggie's eyes widened, and he turned to Luke. "Almost forgot about me, huh?" Luke teased.

"No!" Reggie's voice sounded as offended and shocked as a toddler's voice possibly could, and he pouted. "Never forget chu', ever." his voice was muffled as Luke pulled him into a hug. Reggie giggled.

"Nini, Luke!" he said once pulling away.

"Goodnight, baby. Be a good boy for Julie, okay?"

Reggie gave a quick nod, assuring he'd do as such. He took Julie's outstretched hand, and let her lead the way back to the house.

"Mama," Reggie sleepily whined, pulling away from her hand as they entered Julie's bedroom.

Julie smiled lightly at the name, not questioning it for the time being. "What is it, Reg?" Julie shut the door behind her, watching Reggie as he shuffled through the things on her dresser. Julir didn't know what he was looking for, but he definitely seemed determined to find it.

"Make you all better!" he cheered, holding up a box of band-aids. Julie didn't know why it was there, assuming that Luke pulled them out sometime when Reggie fell or something.

Julie chuckled, "I told you, I'm not hurt!" She sat down on her bed, watching Reggie as he went on to insist that he did this.

"No, no, no. Make it better," Reggie wasn't making much sense at all, but Julie definitely thought his sleepy mumbling was amusing.

"I don't need band-aids, sweetie-" Julie cut herself off when she saw his pouty face. She stopped there. If giving her a band-aid was going to assure his toddler-like mind that she was okay, and make him feel better about the situation, then she wasn't going to stop him. One or two wasted band-aids didn't hurt anyone.

"Gotta make it better." Reggie came over to the bed, opening the box with little trouble and tipping it over on the bed.

"Wait, no-...to late." Julie watched as the entirety of the box was poured on her bed. She didn't scold him, though. It'd be a quick mess to clean up. Reggie looked confused.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked, in his little innocent voice.

"No, Reggie. You're okay." she assured.

Reggie didn't reply to that, picking up two band-aids. They were the children's ones, with cute little designs on them. He picked out a Hello Kitty one, and a disney princess one.

"Pwetty!" He giggled, pointing to Rapunzel on the princess band-aid. Julie nodded.

"Mhm, she is pretty. But hurry up, darling. It is still bedtime." She reminded.

Reggie was quick to fumble with the band-aids, lifting up Julie's shirt a little bit so that the area he had kicked was exposed. Julie held the shirt out of the way, allowing him to stick the band-aid down.

He took the other one, sticking it right on top and creating a little 'X' on her stomach. Julie was about to pull her shirt back down when Reggie leaned down and lightly kissed the 'X'.

"All better." He said.

Julie pulled him into a hug. "You're so sweet. I love you, baby." She moved to kiss his forehead softly.

"Love you too, mama. Nini time?" He questioned, lifting his head when they pulled away from each other. Julie nodded.

"Lay down, I'm gonna look for something."

Reggie followed her instructions, climbing into bed and settling himself into pillows and pulling a blanket over him. He let his eyes drift shut, bringing his thumb to his lip.

He was awaken by movement next to him, Julie climbing into the bed and laying down. Reggie noticed that the band-aids were gone, so he was able to assume that Julie cleaned them up at some point.

"Reg," Julie whispered.

"Hmm?" Reggie questioned, humming around his thumb. His eyes were barely open, and he was definitely ready to fall back asleep.

"I have a surprise for you."

"B-but.." Reggie seemed confused. "I was bad."

In Reggie's mind, surprises and gifts were for good babies, and he had broken a rule and hit Julie. Therefore, he hadn't been good.

"No," Julie shook her head. "You made a mistake and apologized for it. You're okay." She assured.

She pulled something from behind her back, pushing it into Reggie's chest. He immediately hugged it, cuddling the item close.

"It's one of my old bears, I never named it. You can name it, if you want to." She offered.

"Dis mine?" Reggie seemed a lot more awake now, holding the stuffed animal close. It was a red-furred bear, closer to a pinkish color.

"If you want it." Julie confirmed, smiling at his excitement. "But, we can name it-"

"Her!" Reggie corrected in protest.

"You can name her tomorrow. Its bedtime."

Reggie hummed, hugging the bear and settling his head into the pillow. Julie reached over to turn off the lamp, making it go dark in the room. She laid on her back, holding open her arm and letting him cuddle closer.

Reggie shuffled over to cuddle into her side, laying his head on her chest. She wrapped her arm around him.

Reggie drifted off to sleep, feeling protected by Julie's affection and her gift to him.

There were bad parts to every day, and good ones too.

Cuddling with his friends when bedtime came around was definitely one of the good parts.

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moonykiarchive · 5 years

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MASTERLIST

Chaptered fics

MAGNOLIA BOY Taekai & Jongkey. Fantasy!AU. Nymphs, Elves & Fairies. Romance. Deep into the forest, a nymph is born from a tree. Jongin likes apricots, hiding in trees, playing with fairies, and taking care of plants. Then his quiet, lovely life is getting turned upside down when his closest friend, Kibum, gets a crush on an elf. Foreigners enter their land on wolves and all the little folks get extremely excited over the Royal Family. The most unexpected event being that Jongin, too shy to approach anyone alone, might also fall for one of those pointy ears beings. Currently: writing & publishing (AO3 & AFF)

+ bonuses (additional AUs / thoughts & facts)

BEAR WITH ME Taekai Witchcraft!AU. Fluff. Romance. Demons, Ghosts, Spirits & other creatures. Once upon a time in a haunted forest lived a powerful warlock, a moody Potions Master who loved to dance under the moonlight, couldn't take care of plants and always liked a good dramatic exit. One day, said warlock -whose name was Lee Taemin- crossed paths with a pouty, snotty brat named Jongin. Currently: writing & publishing (AO3 & AFF)

YOU’RE MY CUP OF TEA Taekai TeaShop!AU. Fluff. Romance. Jongin recently discovered he likes tea a lot. Taemin works in a tea shop. But Jongin truly loves tea. Not only the cute tea shop’s seller. Chanyeol gets involved in everything. & Kyungsoo speaks French. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

+ bonuses

OneShots

UNTIL YOUR DISTRESS SLEEPS (fill me up with your grief) Taekai Oneshot. Angst. Comfort. Taemin’s sadness after Jonghyun’s death broke him into a hundred tiny pieces scattered everywhere. He doesn’t know how to heal and where to even start. But then Jongin enters his life and starts picking him up. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

AMOUR Taekai. Short story. Asexuality. On a calm afternoon, Taemin has a very peculiar question for Jongin. A discussion ensues. “What is love?” Jongin couldn’t help but snicker, making the boy in front of him frown slightly. “What!? What did I say?” Finished (AO3 & AFF)

TO YOU (THE ONE I COULDN’T PROTECT) Taekai. Oneshot. Emotional Hurt. Some days, memories of Jonghyun come back. & everything Taemin did to get better suddenly seems to disappear before his eyes. & all that is left is the unbearable pain. Jongin is here, always. Even when he knows that he's not enough. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

IF I CAN SEE YOU Taekai Drabble. Fluff. Jongin explaining how Taemin is his shelter. Finished (AFF)

Series

- WRITTEN IN THE STARS SERIES -

THE MOON, THE STARS, THE SUN & US Jongkey Oneshot. CoffeeShop!AU. Fluff. Romance. Pining. After days & weeks of pining, Jonghyun finally gathers enough courage to go talk to the gorgeous man sipping his large coffee. The one with the scar on his eyebrow, sitting alone at the table near the window. But Jonghyun forgets everything he had prepared to say, once those pretty eyes are on him. And his inner astrology nerd comes out. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

DO YOU EVER WONDER IF THE STARS SHINE OUT FOR YOU? Taekai Oneshot. CoffeeShop!AU. Fluff. Romance. Pining. Taemin’s favorite customer always orders a hot chocolate. He always has a sleepy, cute smile on his lips. He always leaves tiny star-shaped origamis behind. And Taemin really, really likes him. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

- WINTER’S TALES SERIES -

IT ISN’T SO COLD WITH YOU NEXT TO ME Jongkey Oneshot. Fluff. Romance. Kibum had quite a stressful day. He’s cold, tired, starving, lonely and he only wants to go home. But then he sees this odd guy who’s soon going to turn into a snowman and Kibum can’t help but worry for him. Finished (AO3 & AFF)

Mini fics & Prompts

I Promise you Taekai Fanboy!AU. Romance. Pining. Fluff Currently: writing & publishing. (Chronological order / Last post at first)

KoreanTeacher!Taemin & Student!Jongin (They’re adults! Taemin is a “Korean as Foreign Language” Teacher, don’t be scared.)

Taekai meet on Halloween + bonus (feat. ShyMess!Taemin + it’s super Cheesy)

Taekai as Neighbors (on twitter) (feat. Tornado!Taemin & Confused&AngryPuppy!Jongin)

“I fell in love with my brother’s best friend”!AU (on twitter) (Super Clichée & Super Cheesy)

Writer!Jongin & ClumsyBarista!Taemin (on twitter) (feat. a coffee shop. also known as Poetic&Soft!AU)

BaseballPlayers!AU (on twitter) (Rivals to Lovers)

Taekai’s First Fight!AU (on twitter) (spoiler alert: it’s actually super soft)

A tired Nini meeting a very pretty boy (on twitter)

Fanboy!AU 2nd edition (but smaller!! far smaller! & on twitter)

Childhood Friends!AU (on twitter)

Taekai on a picnic (on twitter)

A very soft ABO!AU (on twitter)

All Others Very Small Prompts

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fairyshuuu · 6 years

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Redamancy Jongin Special

Genre: Neverland!Exo, from my Redamancy series Length: 3.3k Warnings: if you don’t like the flashbacks idk what to tell you, contains spoilers if you haven’t read Redamancy So many people were waiting for this one!! I hope you like it. Thank you for requesting, I love you! @i-love-my-exhoes, @temporary-humanoid, @honeybhive, @kookiie-bear, @rissa-is-a-nerd

The night sky is still royal blue, warm and a little sticky when Jongin is awoken. At first he jumps when two hands shake his shoulders wildly, confused at the abrupt halt of his sleep, only to get annoyed when everything seems perfectly fine. There’s still the sound of the waves crashing into the cliffs, still little creeks from the forest, and he’s still looking at Sehun’s familiar brow eyes instead of someone else’s. His younger brother doesn’t say anything until Jongin sits up all the way with a confused frown. “Why are you shaking me, Hun?” He mumbles, sleep still laced in the sound of his voice.

“Peter is back.” He just answers, and suddenly Jongin feels wide awake. Peter had told everyone this one would be a special trip, which can only mean one thing. He’s bringing someone. Sehun runs out of the room then, his feet patting on the floor at he cruises around the corner and back outside. Jongin quickly sits up and tosses his blanket from him, slipping into a shirt and running outside on bare feet, like Sehun. When he tosses open the door, he’s first blasted with the warm salty air, before being able to make out four shapes in the dark.

The moon reflects the light perfectly onto you, illuminating your smaller shape next to Baekhyun’s perfectly. Your hair moves in the wind slightly, small smile on your face. In your rush to follow Peter, it seems you just left in your nightgown, and Jongin thinks he might be getting a flashback to a good seventy years ago. Carefully, he joins the group of boys that are standing around you. “Finally.” Baekhyun giggles, his strawberry blond hair totally messed up from the travel. “I know you’re a deep sleeper but this is an important moment, Nini.” He turns to you slightly then, pushing you forward a bit with a cock of his head. “Go on.”

You smile at the awkward introduction, and wave at everyone. “Hello. I’m Y/N. It’s- really dark here. But it’s really nice to meet you all even if I can’t see you.” You giggle slightly, and Jongin is unable not to join in. Kyungsoo puts his hand out first.

“I’m Kyungsoo. I’m the oldest, after Baekhyun.” You happily shake his hand, only to be cut off by Sehun who takes both your hands from Kyungsoo’s and shakes them enthusiastically. “Can’t you wait your turn?” The former murmurs, already walking inside.

“I’m Sehun. Very good to meet you, we’ve all been waiting quite a bit for someone new. How old are you? Are you older than me? I don’t want to stay the youngest.”

“Uhm-” you struggle with your words a little, so Baekhyun puts a hand on your shoulder and answers instead.

“She’s 13. So older than you, Hunnie. If you want to be the oldest you’ll have to go back.” Baekhyun raises his eyebrow daringly, so Sehun quickly calms down. Jongin is the only one left to introduce himself, so he clears his voice a little awkwardly.

“Hello. I’m Jongin.” His voice is careful. He’s always been shy, and with how you’re squinting at him right now with sharp eyes, in an attempt to see anything in the dark, only makes him more nervous. You just put out your hand, and smile softly when deciding it’s useless to try to make out anything without the help of the sunlight. Jongin takes it politely, jumping in surprise when you yelp.

“Your hands are so warm! They are like little fires, it’s amazing.”

He doesn’t know what to say to that, but luckily Baekhyun solves that problem. “Let’s go inside, I’m tired from the travel and I’m sure you want to get back to bed too.” A cute yawn answers the question. Baekhyun cocks his head at both you and Jongin, leading you back to the house as he stretches his back muscles. When entering the house, you can just see two shapes chase each other, one of them screaming desperately. All boys seem used to this behavior since no one says anything about it, Baekhyun just going on in his little world. “You guys know Y/N is the granddaughter of Wendy?”

Jongin swallows deeply, before hopping down from the tree branch he’s sitting on. You are on the ground, face scrunched up adorably but with how you’re holding your knee in pain, it only makes his heart ache. He doesn’t like this feeling you are giving him, your upset being his upset and it twisting in the bottom of his stomach even though he has no reason to be anything of the sort. He doesn’t like the way his hands shake when he offers you a hand and he how feels small and vulnerable when his toothy smile reflects in your eyes.

It’s a scary feeling, terrifying really, but you don’t say anything about it. You just pull up your nose and brush the back of your hands under your eyes, before taking his hand. You are older than he is, he knows this from Peter, but you don’t look it. You look small and frail, like porcelain, with specks of blood littered on your knee from where it hit the ground. “Did you fall over the roots? Is that why you are crying?”

An offended pout comes on your face right away at that accusation, brows pulled together harshly that puts a clear contrast between your appearance and your personality. You cross your hands over your chest, as your eyes find his, strong and stable and nothing like how he expected you to be and he finds that the contrast makes you seem like even prouder a person, in a way that proves you are older than him. In that quick change of expressions, Jongin thinks he knows what it looks like to be strong, or rather, the strongest.

He thinks now that it doesn’t have anything to do with how much you can lift or how much you can eat, but rather the shift of mind. One that makes you seem so much more… everything good. He lacks the vocabulary to describe you in a way that others would understand. “I’m not crying.” You say, pout now gone and replaced by a tight lipped look, your voice a little stronger and more raspy than when you talked last night.

Jongin puffs his cheeks, because he doesn’t know what to say to that. He can see the tears that shimmer in the corner of your eyes, reflecting little flickers of gold on your lower lashes and creating freckles of light on the bridge of your nose, but then he also can’t find any sadness in your expression, or the way you talk. It’s as if the pain just hit your outer shell and your inside reflected it without even touching you.

He doesn’t like how mad you look at his half hearted attempt at a conversation, because he’s not only very shy in general, but also knows he’s not good at talking. Growing up without anyone who has the right words to explain the world, leaves some gaps in his development that he suddenly feels embarrassed about. You seem well spoken, so much more than him and more than Peter too, he wants to swallow all the words he does know away. “You have water in your eyes.” He mumbles, cocking his head in your direction carefully. “Where I come from they call that crying.”

To his major surprise, you open your mouth to retort, but end up giggling. Bright and loud and with your entire being, like it plays in your eyes and sits there for people to admire. You take a little intake of breath, and poke your tongue out for a second to lick your bottom lip. “Are you always this clever?” You beam, closing your eyes tightly when another fit of giggles rings out. When Jongin shakes his head innocently, you straighten up, patting some dust from your pants, and eagerly put your hand out. “I’m Y/N. I know I’ve already introduced myself but friends are only friends when they make me laugh. So, -” When Jongin doesn’t immediately move, you reach forward with a smile and shake his hand in yours happily. “If I get you to laugh, we’ll be friends, okay?”

His lip corners can’t help but pull up at that, so you give him a little smile back. “You’re Jongin, right?” Jongin nods, his hair falling in his face in the process. You just reach up and push it back a little, your fingertips brushing his face in the process. It feels warm and tingly, and Jongin needs a second to blink away his huge eyed expression. You don’t seem to notice, though. “Where do you come from?”

“Huh?” Jongin echoes, tilting his head to the side a bit.

“You said ‘Where I come from, they call that crying.’ Where do you come from?” You repeat, true curiosity painted over your features. The answer isn’t as easy as it might seem though. It’s been a very long time, a time Jongin doesn’t even really remember anymore.

“An orphanage.”

Your smile fades a little at that. “Oh.” But you find your cheerful attitude again quickly. “Does that mean you don’t have anyone back home?”

“Not really.” He smiles, looking from his feet back over at you. There’s little flowers stuck in your hair, along with specks of fairydust. “Kyungsoo and Sehun were really my only friends back in the cloudy place. This is my home.”

“The cloudy place?” You think it over, and Jongin feels embarrassment creep up his cheeks. How can he be your friend if he can’t even make sentences properly? “Like with all the houses and umbrellas?” Jongin pauses when you speak again, only able to nod in surprise. “And this is the sunny place? Because I’ve never once seen a cloud pass, but the sun is always out.” You smile, proud shimmers flickering in your eyes. Again, Jongin nods, his mouth dropping open a little. He’s always had problems communicating with people, even Peter and his brothers sometimes. But where they just excuse it and cheer him on, you seem to want to understand his logic, and it feels like a strange first. “Hm, three people against the world. That seems unfortunate.” You mumble.

“Unfortunate.” Jongin copies, the word feeling foreign on his tongue.

You smile at his adorable echo, and nod. “It means… not good, against fortune.”

Jongin takes a breath. “It was… unfortunate. But we weren’t alone. You remind me of one of the children there. She was a girl too, and made everyone call her ‘big sister’, because she was the oldest. She was nice too, like you.”

At that your face lights up, and you jump forward excitedly to take his hand in yours, holding on tight. “You think I’m nice? Then-” You look around for a second, noticing the flower that sticks out from your hair and picking it out with a giggle. “Then I should be your big sister too. A big sister to all of you. Apart from Peter because he’s older. So I can’t be his big sister, can I?” You don’t leave breathing room for an answer to come to that, and give him a really wide smile. “I’ll protect you. Okay? I’ll be your big sister?”

Jongin can’t say no with the way you are looking at him right now, so happy and excited it should be blinding the sun. But while he shakes his head in agreement with the background noise of your excited squeal, he can only think one thing. You are too pretty to be just a big sister.

With burning lungs, Jongin reaches the surface, a huge intake of air filling his lungs fully. He coughs once, before messily trying to wipe his wet hair away from his eyes. It doesn’t take much longer for another shape to emerge from the vibrant blue water, hair falling like a willow tree in front of your face as well. You take a deep breath, waving your arms back and forward in the water to stay afloat, and turn to him.

Your bright eyes seem to shine so much more in this light, as it falls in golden streaks over the top of the waterfall onto you both, reflecting off everything that surrounds it. You seem to be painted different colors this way, pinks from the lightning trees on the side of the lake and blues from the rocks that litter the bottom of the depth below you. When he catches your eyes, you can’t help but smile, still catching your breath much like he is, and fling your head back to get your wet hair out of your face. “And?” You ask, voice dripping in what must be true excitement.

Jongin just pouts in disappointment, shaking his head dramatically in a way that makes your smile so wide that your cheeks must hurt. “Nothing. I got this~” he pinches his fingers together, having them just not touching, “close though. I could almost touch them, I swear.” He throws his head back then, looking at the sun that slowly sinks down lower and lower. “I think we could try once more, before having to get out. I love this place but it’s scary at night. And I don’t want the sirens to show up and eat us both.”

With a proud giggle, you pull up your shoulders and swim around in a circle. “No need.” You raise your hand from the water then, holding your closed fist over Jongin’s palm, and open it up carefully. A beautiful pearl drops into his hand, curling the light of his skin into itself and beaming from the inside out. Even though he’s most definitely seen one before, they look so much prettier up close, when you’re able to make out the single specks of salt crystallised on the surface, and the little scratches fish or nymphs have made when passing by. “I know,” you grin, “I’m amazing. Thank you so much, Y/N. I know we’ve been trying to find one this entire afternoon and now I finally have one because of you. You are the best, I’ll give you half of my cake tonight!” You look over at Jongin when you’re done imitating him and start laughing loudly at his expression. “That was what you were planning on saying, right?”

“Not even close.” He smiles, before splashing you with a little wave of water that gets into your mouth.

You immediately yelp and look at him with wide eyes. “Fish pee in this water, Nini! You got it in my mouth!” Your eyes flash when you turn back to him. “This means war. No more mercy for you, little man!” Even though he’s taller than you, you somehow still call him nicknames aimed at someone smaller, or younger. Jongin likes the way it flows off your tongue, likes the tone and the affection that sounds when you giggle it like a song on repeat.

It’s something made just for him, in the way you say it. But when you try to splash him with the water as well, he quickly avoids it, and looks at you with raised eyebrows. “Careful! I have the pearl, I can’t drop it.” Though you don’t want to let Jongin go just like that, you’ve worked way too hard to drop that thing into the deep again, so you just sigh and give in. With furrowed brows, you swim over, and smack Jongin’s arm playfully, before putting your hand around his and squeezing his fist closed around the pearl again.

“Don’t lose it.” You suddenly whisper, a lot closer than before and Jongin suddenly feels too aware of every move you make, every flutter of your lashes. You squeeze until his fingers are nice and tight around the little ball, and take a little breath. “It’s a present from me to you, so you have to take good care of it, okay?” Your voice stays low, while you look up at him, eyes careful when they find Jongin’s. Why you haven’t pulled your hand away from his is beyond him, but he never wants it to end.

You look down at your hands then, feet still kicking in the water to keep at the surface. Very slowly, your fingers move, thumb curling around his just like his skin reaches for yours. Just that one finger, because all of them would be too much, and would probably make him freeze up so much he’d sink to the bottom of the lake and join the pearls on the floor.

And suddenly two feet hit the ground, and you’re pulling away already, turning to look at the shoreline with wide eyes. Baekhyun is shaking off his feet from the dirt, clearly just landed and smiles when he watches you two. “Having fun?” He grins, voice playful and happy, and Jongin knows in that moment he missed whatever just happened.

“Yeah,” you huff, swimming over to the dry land with quick movements, because you’re probably finally catching up to the cold of the water, “I found a pearl.”

Baekhyun nods, before reaching down and giving you a hand to pull you up from the water. “Yeah? Hmm, I think you should be careful, walking around with wet hair is a good way to get sick.” He looks over to Jongin when you roll your eyes and pull your hair out of your face properly. “You coming, Nini? We’re heading back to the house, it’s getting late.” Jongin nods, and follows your lead.

The air feels cold when he finally gets onto dry land, muscles tired from being in the water that long. He looks around for his clothes, and picks them up in his arms, hoping they don’t get too wet this way. Because you’re always wearing the boy’s clothes, there’s not a lot of spares. When he looks up again, Baekhyun has you wrapped in the towel that you brought with, rubbing up and down your arms with an innocent smile on his face, staring at your side profile while you talk on like you usually do. His eyes follow your lips as they move, as his smile only grows. “Y/N. I want to show you something, come on.”

He turns to the younger boy for a second, who is just wrapping his own towel around himself. “Jongin, head on back to the house. We’ll be back soon, okay?” He doesn’t really wait up, so Jongin just hums and watches you two take off into the trees, not missing the way you give him a little wave and a pouty look. Baekhyun is in love with you. He knows this because Kyungsoo told him so the other day. That Baekhyun is in love with you, what that means. That the entire world falls into the background when they are around, and that everything they do can make you flutter with feelings.

Baekhyun, his older brother, the one who saved him and Sehun and Kyungsoo, is in love with you. It’s clear in everything he does, everything he says that he’s head over heels in love with you. Jongin knows this all because Kyungsoo told him. He’s not sure what it’s supposed to look like, but then again, Kyungsoo is not sure either. He says you’ll know when you are it. So Jongin keeps quiet. And watches as you and Baekhyun fall in love. Because he’s sure you must be in love as well. You must be, because how can you not?

And he doesn’t know how to tell anyone, that he too, is in love. In love with the person that has become one of his best friends, with the person the mystery of Neverland has shared his heart, you.

I had to cut it a bit short :(( But I hope you enjoyed nevertheless. I love little Jonginnie. (the first thing i want to do when i have my day off is finish part 11 of Redamancy. I miss this series so much)

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