This is just a little bit of fluff. Sorry to get ur smutty hopes up. ;)

"Jimin can you come out of your room..? Everyones worried. You barely leave it." Hobis worried voice said through my closed and locked door.

"No... Go away.. Im fine." I said back, trying to keep the child tone in my voice down. "Park Jimin open this door." He said a little louder, and I flinched as he knocked a little loudly. "I said No Hyung!" I yelled back. Holding my secret plushie in my arms, the members didn't know I was a little and I intended to keep it that way. Everyone just kept trying and trying to get me to open the door but I rejected all of them. And when I thought they were done, I brought out the rest of my stuffies, mumbling their voices and playing doll with them. Until there was another knock. "Jimin..." It was Yoongi hyung. "Open the door." There was the familiar grogginess to his voice, but there was a cold and stern tone to it. I shoved my toys under the bed. "No." I childly said. "Jimin, youre acting like a child and its getting on my nerves. Open the door." He was getting aggitated... Because im acting like me. My heart ached. "No!" I said once again, pouting slightly. "Open the damn door!" He said and loudly knocked once or twice. I flinched and my eyes welled, I could see from underneath the door he sat infront of it. "I can sit here all fucking day. And all fucking night, Park Jimin. Until you grow up, open this door, and tell me whats wrong." At this point it felt worse, he didnt know I was a little. But it still hurt for him to say that, the tears that welled in my eyes now ran down my cheeks and fell onto the carpet. I tried to hold back my whimpers and sniffles, but it seemed like Yoongi hyung heard them when he shifted and asked, "jimin... are you crying..?" I sniffled and ttied wiping my eyes, "a-am I." He sighed, "come on jimin open the door... Im your roommate anyway... I cant sleep on the couch, you know I shift around." I wiped my eyes and hesitantly crawled over to the door, cracking it open just a little bit, the hallway light seeping into my room. I was still in my short white shorts and my light blue, pastel sweater. They didnt know I had these clothes, so when Yoongi hyung opened the door he was suprised at first. "aww jimin.... Come here..." He got up from his seat outside my door and came into the door, gently shutting it behind him and leaving the light off so only the pale moonlight lit the room. His arms slightly outstretched to give me a welcoming hug. I got up and hugged him, sobbing my eyes out, my whimpers and cries sounding like a child, and even the way I hugged him did. "I-I didnt want hyung t-to know." I said in the crook of his neck. I peeked over a bit and sae his eyes gazing dorectly under my bed and all the stuffies I didnt hide that well. His eyes slightly went wide and he picked me up, struggling a bit seeing as we were around the same size, but eventually sitting on his bed and holding me in his lap, and in his arms. I sat with my legs over one of his legs, and my back facing the other. Basically, bridal style, but on a bed. And cuddling. "I-Im scared f-for hyung to k-know some things." He held me a little tighter. "What are you afraid for me to know?" I cuddled him, "I-Im a little..." I mumbled, "And?" I lightly blushed, "a-and i love yoonie..." He gave me a gummy smile and kissed the top of my head, grabbing a stuffie and placing it on my lap. "Yoonie loves you too..."