Hoseok moaned loudly in surprise, and thrusted his hips up. Tears started to fall from his eyes as a sharp pain stung his body. "Shh, it's okay, baby." The guidance councilor whispered, giving a small hickey to the side of his neck. Hoseok was so terrified and shocked, his body began to find pleasure. Once the councilor began moving his finger in and out of him, Hoseok kicked his leg, and punched his face. He imagined Jimin trying to hurt Yoongi, and punched the guidance counselor in his temple, knocking him to the ground, and passing him out. Hoseok quickly pulled up his boxers and jeans, and ran out of the room.

He tripped and fell out of fear, and knocked into one of his teachers. "Hoseok?" His math teacher asked, looking at him. Concern and fear painted her face as she saw him bursting into tears. She noticed his jeans weren't buttoned, and tried helping him up. "Hoseok, why are you crying?" She asked him desperately. He tried to say 'councilor', but only studdered, and his teacher could see how much he was shaking. Even if he was bawling in tears, she could visually see him shaking. "Hoseok, what-" "Y-Yoongwi or Namjwoon." He cut her off, slipping into little space.

"What?" She asked. "I need you to get Min Yoongi right now, he's a Junior, and he's in his homeroom." Hoseok interrupted her, speaking so quickly and shakingly she could barely hear him. His math teacher quickly ran to the Junior part of the school, and searched every classroom for Yoongi. She saw a blonde boy sitting by himself in a classroom, and assumed it was him. "Are you Min Yoongi?" She asked desperately. Yoongi jumped at the unfamiliar voice, and looked at her. "Um, yes. Who are-" "Do you know a boy named Hoseok? He's a Sophomore." She asked. "Yes. Why-" "He's in the front hall, crying and begging for you." She told him. Yoongi instantly jumped up, and ran out of the classroom. He dashed to he front hall near the front of the school, and saw Hoseok crying his eyes out. "Hoseok!" Yoongi yelled for him, hugging him tight.

"Y-Yoongi, I c-can't go in l-little s-space at s-s-school." Hoseok managed to tell him. "We need to go to the bathroom, and I need you to call Namjoon right now." Hoseok told him quickly, squeezing Yoongis' shirt tightly. Yoongi was confused, but he led Hoseok to the boys' bathroom, and grabbed his phone from his pocket. "Here, I don't know how to-" "I c-can't operate m-my p-phone in l-little space." Hoseok cried. Yoongi sighed internally, and called Namjoon.

"Hoseok, I'm at work, and it's really busy. What do you-" "Hoseok's going in little space, and I don't know what to do." Yoongi told Namjoon, seeing Hoseok put his thumb in his mouth. "Is this Yoongi? F*cking- are you two at school or at home?" Namjoon questioned him. "We're at school, and it starts in 20 minutes." Yoongi responded as Hoseok clinged himself to Yoongi.

"Well, I can't talk right now, because I'm working. Tell him things that require something of an adult mind. Like, make him talk about school, or ask him about the homework he has. Remind him of his schedule, or any responsibilies he has." Namjoon told him.

"But-" "I have to go, Yoongi. Text me whatever you can, and make sure no one finds out he's a little, or sees him while he's in little space. Make sure no one goes near him except you. And don't do anything sexual towards him, and don't cuss, or say any bad words. Don't get mad at him, and don't raise your voice towards him." Namjoon told him before hanging up.

"Shi- frick. Hoseok, are you okay?"  Yoongi asked him softly. "I want mwy bwinkie!" Hoseok cried. Yoongis' heart exploded by the adorableness, but he knew he had to get Hoseok back soon. "What kind of chores do you have to do at home?" Yoongi questioned him. "I cwan't dwo anyfwing at hwome! I want mwy bwinkie!" Hoseok started throwing a fit. "Yes you can. You're strong, and healthy. You can do all sorts of things at home. Do you know what your mom and Nikko allow you to do?" Yoongi told him. "I want my bwinkie!" Hoseok pouted. 'At least I got him to stop crying.' Yoongi told himself.

"I don't have it with me right now-" "Is he in little space?" A voice asked from behind him. Yoongi spun around, and was met with Taehyung. "No, get-" "I know how to handle this." Taehyung interrupted him, walking towards Hoseok. Hoseok clinged to Yoongi, and hid behind him as Taehyung smiled at him. 

"Taehyung, don't. Go-" "Hi there. My name's Taehyung. Do you like cuddles?" Taehyung smiled at him. Hoseok nodded his head, and blinked cutely at Taehyung. "Is this your caregiver?" Taehyung asked Hoseok, nodding towards Yoongi. "Yeah..." Hoseok answered shyly. "Do you want to cuddle with me?" Taehyung reached his arms out towards him. Hoseok looked up to Yoongi.

"Dwaddy, cwan I hug Twaehyung?" Hoseok asked for his permission. "Woah, I'm not your d-" "Go along with it, Yoongi." Taehyung told him. Yoongi hesitated at first from the weirdness, but gave Hoseok permission to hug Taehyung. Hoseok hugged Taehyung, and cuddled into his chest. Taehyung pulled a binkie out of his side pocket, and handed it to Hoseok. "Here, you can have mine if you want." He smiled. Hoseok squealed cutely, and put the binkie in his mouth. He started getting tired, and clinged to Taehyung. He sat down on the floor, and carefully pulled Hoseok into his lap. Hoseok cuddled against him, and hid his face in his neck.

Taehyung motioned for Yoongi to sit next to him, and Yoongi hesitantly agreed. He sat down next to Taehyung on the floor, and watched as Hoseok blinked slowly, getting tired. "Here, go back to daddy now. I'll see you when you wake up, okay?" Taehyung whispered caringly to him. Hoseok nodded his head, and moved onto Yoongis' lap. Yoongi wrapped his arms securely around Hoseok, and felt him relax as he fell asleep.

"Make sure he wakes up in at least 10 minutes. If he doesn't, gently wake him up. If you disturb him, he'll stay in little space. When he wakes up, tell him you helped him. Don't mention me." Taehyung told Yoongi as he stood up. "Why?" Yoongi asked. "Because then he'll remember me, and want me every time he goes into little space. He's only heard my name once, so if you don't talk about me, he'll forget about it." Taehyung explained, walking to leave.

Taehyung left, and Yoongis' heart was melted. He was dying of the cuteness, and Hoseok looked adorable sleeping in his lap. Once it reached the 10 minute mark, Yoongi softly shaked Hoseok. "Hoseok, wake up." He told him softly. As Hoseok opened his eyes and looked at Yoongi, the bathroom door opened. "Oh my f*cking god, are you seriously f*cking him?" Jimin burst into laughter. Hoseok slipped back into little space, and started whinning. "Eww, why the f*ck does he have a binkie?" Jimin asked with a disgusted face.

Yoongi moved Hoseok off his lap, making him cry. He stood up, and looked at Jimin. "None of your business. Get out, Jimin." He told him firmly. "No, I need a picture of this first." Jimin laughed, getting out his phone. As he was unlocking it, Yoongi threw him against the wall, and started choking him. He snatched Jimins' phone, and threw it on the ground. "If you tell anyone what you saw, I'll make sure you and Jungkook get expelled. Got it?" Yoongi pressed his hand harder onto Jimins' neck.

Jimin let out a soft moan, and tilted his head back, making Yoongi choke him more. Instantly, both of them blushed, and Yoongi looked at Jimin. "F*ck." Jimin cursed, looking at Yoongi in his eyes. "D-did you just-" "You don't tell anybody what just happened, and I won't tell anyone what I saw. Deal?" Jimin cut him off. "No pictures or comments." Yoongi told him, now knowing his weakness. "None." Jimin confirmed. Yoongi let him go, and stepped back. Jimin picked his phone up from the floor, and left.

"Did he really just moan?" Hoseok burst into laughter. "Thank Jesus you're back. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't." Yoongi turned to him. "I have some control over it. You can't completely control it, but you can eventually gain some control. Also, where did the binkie come from?" Hoseok questioned him. "Um, ever since you told me about your little space, I bring one with me everywhere I go, just in case." Yoongi lied. "I'm keeping it." Hoseok laughed as he stood up. "But I bought it." Yoongi wined. "It's really cute when you do that, so you can keep it." Hoseok handed him the binkie. "Do what?" Yoongi asked. "Throw a fit and whine." Hoseok laughed. "I'm not throwing a fit though." Yoongi crossed his arms, putting the binkie in his pocket. "Yes you are." Hoseok giggled.

"You called me daddy." Yoongi told him, making both of them blush. "Oh- it's a thing. It's what little's call their caregivers sometimes, if they have a strong connection with them." Hoseok blushed. "Yeah, I was confused." Yoongi laughed.

"Did Jimin really moan just then though?" Hoseok asked, changing the subject. "He did. He put his head back on purpose and made me choke him more." Yoongi laughed. "Then he's really a bottom, cause you're a bottom." Hoseok laughed.

"I'm not a bottom. I'd f*ck someone." Yoongi pouted. Hoseok bit his lip playfully, and walked up close to Yoongi. He grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and playfully pushed him against the wall. "I'm straight, Hoseok." Yoongi blushed. Hoseok pulled Yoongis' head back by his hair, and got close to his face.

Yoongi moaned loudly, not expecting Hoseok to do anything. "Are you sure you're straight?" Hoseok asked him in a deep voice. "Y-yes." Yoongi breathed out, not caring if Hoseok saw him bite his bottom lip. "Positive, baby?" Hoseok asked, tangling his fingers in Yoongis' hair. "Yes, Hoseok. I'm sure." Yoongi repeated, looking in his eyes.

Hoseok saw his eyes fuming with lie, and thought he saw his eyes sparkle with the slightest bit of need. "Then why do you moan when I do this?" Hoseok asked, pulling Yoongis' hair slightly harder then he did before. Yoongi moaned again, making Hoseok smirk. "B-because it feels good." Yoongi slightly moaned. "Which makes you gay." Hoseok added, smirking at him.

"Hoseok, stop. We're both late for class, and you just came out of little space." Yoongi told him. Hoseok glanced at his phone, and realized they were 8 minutes late. "Oh sh*t." He cursed. "Where's my backpack?" He asked Yoongi. "I don't know. You were crying in the front hall, so maybe it's there." Yoongi told him.

Hoseok remembered where his backpack was, and shivered at the thought of the guidance counselor. "Come on, I'll help you-" "It's in the guidance councilors office. Can you get it for me?" Hoseok interrupted him. "No, you can get it yourself-" "Please?" Hoseok asked, looking into his eyes. "No, I'm late for class. See you later." Yoongi waved good bye, and went to class.

Hoseok started internally panicking as he walked to the guidance councilors office. He quickly opened the door, ran in, and breathed a sigh of relief when he was still passed out. He grabbed his backpack, and ran to his class.

The whole day, Yoongi started questioning his sexuality. He felt dominant choking Jimin, but surrendered himself completly to Hoseok when he pulled his hair. He felt weird all day, and the morning kept repeating in his head. How Hoseok was in little space, how Taehyung actually helped him, the deal he made with Jimin, and how he really liked Hoseok pulling his hair. He knew he shouldn't like it, or admit he liked it, but he did. He wondered lots of different things all day, and his mind raced constantly.

He was walking to his last class, when he was suddenly pulled into a classroom, and the door slammed shut behind him. A pair of hands covered his mouth, and he was pushed against the door. Fear covered his whole body, and his anxiety started coming out. "You told nobody, right?" A voice spoke darkly to him. He calmed down a lot when he saw it was just Jimin. "Tell anybody what?" Yoongi asked, confused. "That I'm bisexual, stupid a*s!" Jimin whisper-yelled to him.

"Wait, you like guys and girls? I thought you were straight." Yoongi pretended to be shocked. "You absolute f*cking idiot! I moaned when you choked me earlier this morning. Don't you think that means I'm at least bisexual?" Jimin almost yelled at him. "Oh yeah, I forgot about this morning. So no, nobody knows. Why, are you scared your tough reputation will be ruined?" Yoongi explained. "Are you scared everyone in the school will find out Hoseok was sucking a binkie on your lap in the bathroom?" Jimin snapped at him. "True." Yoongi mumbled.

"No one knows, Jimin. Don't keep pulling me into classrooms." Yoongi told him. "I'm telling everyone that you and Hoseok were f*cking." Jimin let go of Yoongi, and tried to leave. "I will pin you to the wall and choke you, and make you moan in front of everybody." Yoongi stopped him. Both were silent for a moment. "That's actually really kinky." Jimin laughed. "Right." Yoongi laughed. They laughed for a bit, and they both left the classroom. Once they went their separate ways, they both realized how awkward it was to laugh together.

Once Yoongi, Lisa, and Hoseok reached home, they all camped in Hoseoks' room to do homework. "High school really sucks." Lisa groaned, throwing her pencil at her textbook. "It really does." Yoongi laughed slightly. "So, listen to this. It's talking about the Underground Railroad in America, then it starts talking about the big Depression they went into. What kind of sh*t is that?!" Hoseok huffed in frustration, and playfully beat his history book.

"...The Underground Railroad was built during slavery, and the Great Depression was because of an economic crash in America. The Underground Railroad was built way before the-" "Oh, I missed a page. Nevermind." Hoseok laughed, flipping a page back. "I'm getting us a snack." Lisa told them as she jumped up, and ran down stairs to the kitchen.

"Jimin admitted he was bisexual to me today." Yoongi laughed. "I'm not surprised." Hoseok laughed. "Also, don't pull my hair like that again." Yoongi blushed. "Aww, why not?" Hoseok whined. "Because it's weird." Yoongi told him. "It's not weird. I'm not gonna tell anybody about it." Hoseok told him. "I know, but-" Yoongi cut himself off, blushing more as he looked down at the carpet. "But what?" Hoseok asked curiously. "It-it makes my mind think things I don't want it to." Yoongi hid his face in his shirt.

"What do you mean?" Hoseok asked, slightly blushing. "When you pull my hair like that, i-it makes me think things I shouldn't be thinking." Yoongi mumbled. "Like?" Hoseok blushed, wanting to know what he thought about. "Like, you doing things to me that we shouldn't be doing." Yoongi told him. "So it turns you on?" Hoseok asked, making Yoongi whine. Yoongi slightly nodded his head, and brought his knees to his chest. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Begging turns me on." Hoseok admitted, blushing a lot. "Begging for what?" Yoongi looked up to him with a red face from blushing. "Not me. Like, someone begging me to f*ck them." Hoseok laughed lightly. "We shouldn't be talking about this." Yoongi laughed, lifting the mood. "You're right." Hoseok laughed.

"Why are you two so red?" Lisa laughed, sitting next to Hoseok as she gave them each a bag of chips. "It's hot in here." Yoongi lied, laughing. "Yeah, cause I'm in here." Lisa flipped her hair, laughing. "I'm gay." Hoseok said randomly as he stopped laughing.

"What?" Lisa turned to him. "I'm actually gay..." Hoseok repeated, looking at Lisa. "Oh. I had feelings for you." Lisa admitted, blushing. They both burst into laughter suddenly, and Yoongi was shocked and confused. "We're absolute best friends now." Lisa laughed. "Yep." Hoseok laughed, putting his arm around Lisa. "If we're admitting things, I feel left out, because I don't have any secrets." Yoongi laughed. "Oh come on, you have to have one." Lisa teased. "Fine. I haven't eaten in a week." Yoongi admitted.

The room went silent, and they turned to Yoongi. "WHAT?!" Lisa yelled at him. "I'm not hungry any more, and when I do eat, I throw it up later." Yoongi explained, looking at the wall blankly. "Well, there went the mood." Hoseok looked sadly at him. "I thought we were admitting things no one else knew, so..." Yoongi looked at both of them. "When my mom makes dinner, I will shove it down your throat." Hoseok told him. "I'll just throw it up anyway, so go ahead." Yoongi smiled. "It's not funny though!" Lisa whined. "It's funny to me." Yoongi told her. "I will beat you with my textbook." Lisa looked at him seriously.

"Okay, then I'll go be be depressed." Yoongi laughed. "It's not funny!" Hoseok agreed with Lisa. "I was joking, guys! I'm too fat to not eat for a week." Yoongi laughed. "You don't joke about that stuff though." Hoseok told him seriously. "Well, my apologies for trying to fit in!" Yoongi pretended to cry. "You do fit in, though!" Lisa laughed. "I do not." Yoongi looked at his younger sister. "Yes you do. All the Juniors' are depressed and alone." Lisa laughed. "I take that personally." Yoongi pouted. "You need friends though." Hoseok joked as he opened his bag of chips. "I have my imaginary friends." Yoongi defended himself. "Wow, that's sad." Lisa laughed, getting back to her homework.

Once all three had finished their homework, they all agreed to take a nap...in Hoseoks' room. They all fell asleep on the floor, and Lisa was holding one of her library books. Yoongi had his left arm draped over his face, and Hoseok was curled up on his side. Although their homework was finished, it looked like they had given up on studying for a big test.

Hoesoks' phone suddenly rang, and woke up Yoongi. Hoseok groaned as he answered his phone. "I'm sleepy, wtf do you want?" He joked into the phone. "Yes, and I'll text you later. Let me sleep for 600 days first." Hoseok hung up his phone, and dropped it next to him. "Who was that?" Yoongi asked out of curiosity. "Namjoon. But I can always text him later. I'm going to sleep." Hoseok answered as he curled back up into a ball. "Mkay, you have fun with that." Yoongi joked, turning onto his side.

"What are you three doing? I thought you were doing homework." Hoseoks' mom woke them up. "We did it already." Lisa told her, yawning as she sat up. Yoongi groaned and opened his eyes, and was faced with a sleeping Hoseok. He was practically clinged to him, and was cuddling into his chest. "Wake up." Yoongi shook him awake. "Nwo, I want two sweep." Hoseok mumbled, cuddling closer to Yoongi. "Come on sleepy head. Wake up." Hoseoks' mom shook him gently. "Nwo~" Hoseok whined. "I'll get him up." Yoongi nodded to his mom. "Okay. Dinner's ready, so get downstairs before his step-dad eats it all." Sarah joked, following Lisa down stairs.

"Hoseok, come on." Yoongi gently nudged him. "I dwon't want two." Hoseok whimpered, sounding like he was going to cry. "Okay. Wanna move to your bed so it's more soft?" Yoongi asked him softly. "Fwine." Hoseok pouted.

Yoongi was barely strong enough to pick up Hoseok, and lay him on his bed carefully. He pulled one of his blankets over his shoulders, and looked around for his binkie. He spotted it on Hoseoks' dresser behind a picture frame, and handed it to Hoseok. "Here you go. All better?" Yoongi whispered, not wanting to disturb him. "Thwank you, dwaddy." Hoseok put the binkie in his mouth, and curled up. Yoongi blushed at the label, even if it wasn't real, or meant anything.

He carefully tip-toed out of Hoseoks' room, and slowly closed his door. He breathed a breath of relief, satisfied that he got Hoseok to sleep. Yoongi went down stairs to the table, and Lisa was eyeing him. "Where's Hoseok?" Nikko questioned Yoongi as he sat down. "He wanted to take a shower first." Yoongi smiled at him. Sarahs' phone rang, and she quickly answered it. "Yes, this is she. Is everything alright?" She spoke into the phone. They all turned to her, just to see her face go blank. "Alright, one minute." Sarah put her hand over the phone. "The school guidance counselor wants to talk to Hoseok. I'll be right back." She told them as she traveled upstairs to Hoseoks' room.

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