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The Little Prince’s Secret

Summary:

Remake of hneyblueberry’s fanfic “Little-Jinkook” (On Wattpad)
Link to Original Story:
https://my.w.tt/MUKyVh7xL3

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Seokjin has been a Little for as long as he can remember. It wasn’t that he purposely wanted to keep a side of himself a secret from the rest of the members, but he knew it was uncommon to know about Little Space, let alone know what a Little was or how to be a caregiver.
What will happen if one-day Jungkook walks in on Seokjin while he was being the Little cutie and adorable baby he truly was? Will his long-time crush accept Seokjin? Or will his secret only bring chaos into their lives?

Notes:

First, I would like to thank hneyblueberry for giving me permission to remake this fanfic. Thank you so much!!

Second, I am excited about this story and I have a lot of ideas planned for this fanfic.

Lastly, I hope you enjoy the first chapter.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Routine

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Seokjin could feel his soul becoming one with the music as he unleashed his emotions into the dance floor of their massive practice room. From the corner of his eyes, he could see all the members float and twist weightlessly across the studio, poised and balanced like they were made of silk. It was amazing to witness how the members move in sync with the music like ribbons in the wind. To Seokjin, their movements were elegance at its finest and pain in its true form. The hours they spent practicing their choreography was outstanding, more like terrifying as if they were on autopilot and never got exhausted. They were all dancers after all; and to Seokjin, a dancer was the daughter of passion and an admirer of agony. 

For Seokjin, dancing was freedom; dancing was like becoming a blossoming flower. To feel the movement of their feet was like new breath for their bodies and nourishment for their tired souls. The passion for music they all shared was one of a kind, and Seokjin was very proud to be part of such an amazing group.  

Determination was an emotion Seokjin was very familiar with for the last six years of being part of BTS. And even though he found it tiring, especially on his aching body, Seokjin loved it nevertheless. The devotion they all shared towards being an idol was unanimous, and they wouldn’t change it for the world. 

“I give up!” A loud yell erupted throughout the practice room, and hard stomps could be heard followed by a loud slam made by the black duffle bag Jimin had brought with him, as it was being shoved against the table located in the corner of the room. Everyone just sighed in disbelief: Jimin had left the practice room angry. It wasn’t that the younger was frustrated at the members for not getting the choreography correctly. In fact, it was the opposite, Jimin was angry at himself for his supposed imperfect performance. They all knew it was going to happen by the way Jimin let out outbursts of anger while they were in the middle of the choreography but decided to ignore it, and now they regretted it. Seokjin thought it was ridiculous for someone as amazing and talented as Jimin to have such negative thoughts about his dancing skills because Jimin was one of the best dancers he had ever met, followed by the rest of the members. 

However, Seokjin understood that their new dance performance for their upcoming album called Map of the Soul: Persona was challenging to learn, at least for him it was, but he imagined Jimin would be a master to get it right, but realized that even talented people had rough days. 

“I-I’ll go after him. He’s fuming right now but give him time. He’s probably overwhelmed.” Taehyung exclaimed, grabbing his phone and walking towards the door of their studio. 

“Fine, but keep me updated. And tell Jimin to take all the time he needs. We’ll be here if he wants additional help.” Namjoon stated, furrowing his eyebrows in frustration. Seokjin knew that being the leader of the group wasn’t an easy task. The leader had to take care of all the internal conflict between the members and serve as a gateway between the group and the company. It was an exhausting job. Seokjin knew it took a toll on the younger’s mind, but Namjoon got it all done. He didn’t know how Namjoon dealt with so many responsibilities, but he was thankful to have him as the leader of their team. 

“I will. Text you later, hyung.” Taehyung replied, shutting the door with a loud slamming noise that echoed in the quiet and empty space. 

“So...what do we do now?” Jungkook asked them all, a worried expression plastered on his face. Seokjin knew how sensitive Jungkook could get whenever there was a dispute or a disturbance within the group. He wanted to comfort him, wanted to make him feel like everything was going to be alright. That Jimin was going to come back through that door being his angelic and usual self. He wanted to say one of his famous dad jokes so everyone could laugh with his silly gags, but Seokjin knew his attempt to lighten the mood would only make the already troubled atmosphere more tense. 

“Guys! Can I get your attention?” The voice of their dance teacher interrupted his thoughts, making him flinch by the sudden noise. Seokjin turned around and faced their teacher, who he knew was worried about Jimin as much as they were. 

“I have a feeling Jimin and Taehyung are not coming back and with two members missing… we can’t continue with practice. I suggest you all go home and rest. Hopefully, tomorrow, we can resume with rehearsal.” 

“Are you sure?” Hoseok asked, hesitant about the decision, due to having their comeback being so close that a single day of not practicing could disrupt their hefty agenda. 

“Yes, go rest. I’ll talk to the management team, and we’ll figure everything out. Just make sure Jimin is fine.” 

“Thank you.” They all said in unison bowing to their choreographer for his understanding and patience. It wasn’t easy to deal with them whenever one of the members was not feeling well. Seokjin knew the stress of an idol could take a toll on anyone, and he hated to see any of his brothers suffering from it. It made him feel useless for not being able to take away the pain he knew was bothering them. There were times Seokjin wished he could be the only one suffering, so all his brothers could have some peace of mind. 

After twenty minutes of constant movement of feet going from one side of the practice room to the other, all the members were ready to go back home. 

They all went to the front lobby after putting on their coats and waited for their manager to pull in their car that would take them to their home. 

After five minutes of waiting, they split into two groups, so Jungkook and Seokjin were in one car, and Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok were in the other one. It felt weird not to have all of the members present, as if a piece of their hearts was taken away from them— a missing piece of their puzzle. 

“Do you think Taehyung found Jimin?” Jungkook asked him as they were on their way back to the apartment. They were sitting side by side, centimeters away from their shoulders touching one another. Seokjin found the proximity of their bodies comforting and dangerous at the same time. It wasn’t that he hated showing any signs of affection with any of the other members. In fact, he loved it. But it was only with Jungkook; the younger was the only problem for him. 

Seokjin had a secret that he had been hiding from everyone for the last three years: He was in love with Jungkook. He knew the consequences of the love he had harbored towards someone who was younger than him could create, especially if that person were the Maknae of the group. It was a dangerous secret that Seokjin knew he had to take to his grave or until he found a way to get rid of these emotions in his heart. 

“I hope so. I hate to see Jimin so stressed out and insecure about himself. It’s not healthy. Maybe Taehyung can make him understand that talking with us whenever he feels like he’s reaching the point of him wanting to quit is important. Not only for him, but for the group. So we can help him out, you know?” 

“True, It’s not healthy for him.” Jungkook sighed, probably worried about Jimin. 

Seokjin flinched, startled by a sudden weight on his shoulder. When he looked to his side, he realized Jungkook had leaned his head on his shoulder and linked their arms together. Seokjin knew it was Jungkook’s way of seeking comfort, so he just embraced the touch of the person he truly desired, but he could never truly have. 

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The ride to their dorm was quiet, just Jungkook and Seokjin linking hands and drowning in each other’s touch without a care in the world. Although there was a spark of attraction in the air, Seokjin ignored it. He couldn't let Jungkook know of his real feelings. He couldn’t let Jungkook know of his undying love for a person he knew would never love him back. After all, he knew Jungkook only saw him as a friend, as an older brother, and not a potential boyfriend and the mere thought broke his heart in a million pieces.  

As they entered the driveway of their dorm, Seokjin received a text message. 

Big Hit Namjoon: Tae called and told me he found Jimin. However, he’ll come home later and told me to tell everyone not to worry about them. 

Big Hit Namjoon: I already contacted manager Sejin, and he said he’d go pick them up. Don’t worry. 

Seokjin: Okay, thanks for letting me know. But why didn’t you just tell me in person? We literally just arrived at the driveway of the dorm.  

Big Hit Namjoon: True, I just thought you should know as soon as possible. I know you and Jungkook were worried about Jimin. 

Seokjin: Silly Joonie. It’s true we are worried but next time tell us in person. 

Seokjin finished typing and sent the text message to their leader. He looked up from his phone and smiled at Namjoon, who was now standing right in front of him and who only blushed in embarrassment by his silly actions. 

“What’s wrong, Hyung?” Namjoon asked him, and he only shook his head side to side with an amused expression on his face and mouthed a small “nothing” as a reply. 

Seokjin felt relieved to know that Jimin was alright, and even though Taehyung and him weren’t going to come home until later tonight, just knowing that Jimin was safe and sound made him feel better. 

All five members, including himself, walked inside the dorm as laughter filled the room. Seokjin thought it was a good idea to lighten up the mood by making a few of his famous dad jokes. They all knew Jimin was okay, so Seokjin didn’t want the members to maintain a negative mindset since it was not healthy for any of them. 

“Knock knock.” Seokjin sang as he slung his arm over Yoongi’s shoulder, seeing the smirk on Yoongi’s face. 

“It’s open.” Yoongi teased as he pushed Seokjin’s arm off of him.  

A series of chuckles filled the room as everyone laughed at Yoongi’s response, which caused Seokjin pout and crossed his arms over his chest. He wanted to make everyone laugh at his jokes and not by Yoongi’s disinterested attitude, which Seokjin knew was fake. He knew the younger loved his jokes even though Yoongi tried to deny it. 

“You’re no fun,” Seokjin grumbled as he plopped himself down on the soft cushioned couch; Sulking that Yoongi didn’t want to follow his lead so he could make his jokes. 

“Well, how about you try it on me hyung?” Namjoon suggested as he smiled, showing off his adorable little dimples. Seokjin perked you by the suggestion and smiled brightly, nodding quickly before the younger changed his mind.

“Knock knock.” He asked, excited by his own silliness. A series of groans were heard in the room, but he ignored them. Seokjin knew that soon he’d be making everyone in the room fall to the floor from laughter. 

“Who’s there?” Namjoon answered. Giggling by the anticipation of Seokjin's joke. 

“Banana,” 

“Banana who?” Namjoon replied, thinking it was the highlight of the joke and that the answer would have everyone in tears. 

“Knock knock.” 

“Um, who's there?” Namjoon hesitatingly said, now confused by the outcome, but went along with it.

“Banana.”

“Banana who?”

“Knock knock.”

“wha- who's there?” Namjoon answered, and Seokjin could see the frustration on Namjoon’s face by the way the younger was furrowing his eyebrows. However, it was part of the joke, so he hoped everyone would play along with him. 

“Orange.”

“Orange who?”

“Orange ya glad it wasn't a banana?” Seokjin burst out laughing; his famous windshield laugh resonated throughout the living room as Jungkook, Namjoon, and Hoseok burst out laughing as well. As for Yoongi, he just grumbled away to his room, giving Seokjin an unhumorous stare. 

Seokjin knew he wasn't going to get any sleep tonight by the way the members were enjoying his jokes, and he didn’t care as long as the sour atmosphere from earlier was gone. 

“Hyung, I’m disappointed in myself for admitting this, but your jokes are really funny.” Jungkook giggled as Seokjin dramatically gasped, playing along with the youngest member's supposed confession.

“Are you saying my jokes are terrible!? Hoseok, tell him that my jokes are leJINdary!” Seokjin demanded and looked at Hoseok’s direction, who only rolled his eyes and chuckle. 

“Honestly hyung, your jokes are pretty corny,” Hoseok confessed as Namjoon hit his shoulder and shushed him.

“What!!? No way! Namjoon! Do you think my jokes are funny, at least.” Seokjin asked with pleading eyes as he glared at Hoseok, who was sitting next to Namjoon.

“They are pretty funny.” Namjoon smiled as Hoseok placed his hand on his chest, looking offended.

“You’re supposed to be on my side! I never felt so betrayed in my life. And to be deceived by my own boyfriend, no less. It fucking hurts.” 

“I’m sorry, Hobii-ah, but Jin-Hyung is really funny.” Namjoon hugged Hoseok as an apology, and Hoseok hugged him back in forgiveness.

Seokjin just fake gagged by the display of affection of the couple? Or was it two-thirds of the relationship? If that made sense. The reality was that Namjoon and Hoseok were in a polygamous relationship with Yoongi. 

At first, he was taken aback by the news because he didn’t understand how anyone could fall in love with two people at the same time, but after seeing the way they all expressed their love for each other, he understood. 

For example, Namjoon and Yoongi would always spoil Hoseok to death by bringing him sweets and flowers, and Yoongi and Hoseok would always get possessive over Namjoon. He found the whole relationship adorable, and he was happy for them. 

And since he found it so adorable, Seokjin liked to tease them about it all the time. Yet, deep inside his heart, he felt jealous of their relationship. How could the three of them have such a beautiful bond? How were they able to manage so many different perspectives without each of their feelings interfering? 

Probably a lot of communication , he thought, sighing by his cowardliness. If he had the courage to confess to Jungkook, maybe just maybe he could experience a tiny bit of the love and affection that he saw happening between the three boyfriends, but Seokjin was a coward, a scary cat. He knew his love would never blossom, not even in his dreams. 

“Jiiinie!! I’m hungry, please cook something for me.” Jungkook’s whiny voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and as Seokjin tried to focused on his surroundings, he noticed Jungkook was looking up at him from the carpeted floor, showcasing his beautiful bunny-like smile. 

Seokjin scoffed and rolled his eyes while crossing his arms in hopes of camouflaging his feelings of love and adoration he had for Jungkook. He would do everything in his power to never let his feelings be known, even though he felt miserable on the inside. 

“Yah! It’s hyung to you, and no, I am not going to cook anything for you. You are being mean and ungrateful. Besides, why should I make dinner for someone who doesn’t appreciate my jokes.” Seokjin complained as Jungkook chuckled, and he could feel his ears turning red from embarrassment. He loved the bickering between them. He loved them with all his heart. 

Seokjin saw that Jungkook had rolled onto his stomach on the floor and pouted, and his heart skipped a beat by the adorable action. 

“Please, I’m sorry...you're jokes are leJINdary!” Jungkook praised him, making the both of them burst out laughing. He noticed, from the corner of his eye, Hoseok and Namjoon getting up from the couch and leaving the room, probably to go see Yoongi. He really envied their relationship; maybe it was time for him to forget his love for Jungkook and look for a different love. However, he knew he would never be able to do that; he loved Jungkook too much for him to get rid of his feelings. 

As laughter continued to fill the room, the front door of their apartment opened, making the two laughing maniac’s heads jerked towards the sound.

“Hi,” Taehyung’s husky voice was heard, and Seokjin saw the younger waddled in with a sleeping Jimin on his back.

“What happened?” He asked worriedly as he stood up from the couch and went to Taehyung. Seokjin looked at Jimin, who was sleeping peacefully and brushed his hair with his hand. 

“I found him crying on a bench right outside the building, he started to talk about how much he struggled with the dance and didn't want to practice it ever again,” Taehyung explained as Seokjin let out a gasp and looked at Jimin with a worried expression. Maybe he should talk with Namjoon about having an emergency meeting to make sure everyone was doing fine as well as to clarify any questions that may cause anxiety or overwhelming thoughts within oneself. 

“Thank you Taehyung, if it weren’t for you, I don’t know if Jimin would have made it home safely.” 

“No worries, Hyung. Jimin is my best friend. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure he’s doing well.” 

“He’s also my best friend, ya know. We all love him and worry about him, but yeah, I’m glad he’s well. Take him to his room, and you, go get some rest.” Seokjin instructed Taehyung, who blushed by his words. He had a feeling Taehyung was in love with Jimin, just like he was in love with Jungkook. However, he would never confront the younger, since he knew how it felt to have a one-sided love and not wanting others to know about it. So he kept his mouth shut. 

“I will Hyung. Thank you.” 

“Oh, want me to make you some dinner? I know you haven’t eaten anything since lunchtime.” He asked, hearing a “no fair” coming from Jungkook, who was now sitting on the couch. 

“It’s okay, Hyung. I’m not hungry. I’ll probably just go to sleep too, and I’ll see you tomorrow morning, okay?” 

“Okay, goodnight Taehyung. And if anything happens, just come to my room. I don’t mind.” 

“Good night Hyung. I will. Thank you.” Taehyung replied and headed to the staircase that would take them to Jimin’s room, still carrying Jimin on his back. 

“Well, I’m going to go cook dinner and YOU, are still not getting anything.” Seokjin declared as he pointed his index finger at Jungkook, who only gasped and whined loudly.

“No fair!” Jungkook yelled as he stood up with his arms crossed. 

“Then, be more appreciative of my jokes!” Seokjin glared at Jungkook loving to rile up the younger. If he couldn’t spend time with Jungkook romantically because he was too scared of confessing his love, then by joking around, Seokjin hoped to lessen some of the pain in his heart. 

“Okay, I’m sorrrry, can I get food now?” Jungkook smiled sheepishly while he tilted his head, making Seokjin a blushing mess, feeling the tips of his ears turning a shade of red from embarrassment. 

“That wasn't even a real apology! Go to your room!”

“What? I’m an adult, you know. You can’t treat me like I’m fifteen.”

“Says the one who still has a night light in their room.” Seokjin scoffed as Jungkook’s eyes widened.

“You put it in my room, saying I would be afraid of the dark.” Jungkook backfired.

“That’s because you're an adorable little bunny.” Seokjin teased while ruffling Jungkook’s hair. However, Jungkook slapped Seokjin’s hand away and fixed his hair.

“It’s because you treat me like a child hyung, I'm a grown man,” Jungkook complained. Seokjin most definitely agree that Jungkook was indeed a grown man. He had noticed that the younger had become more mature and sexier, with a very sharp jawline and eyebrows that could kill anybody, especially Seokjin. Jungkook was a walking temptation for Seokjin and the idea of others eyeing the younger made him furious. 

“J-Just shut up, alright? I’ll give you food, damn!” He gave in, and Jungkook just grinned and hugged Seokjin, knowing full well that he had won. Seokjin saw the love of his life skip to his room, not before yelling a thank you.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Seokjin whispered softly while blushing. He hated that Jungkook could easily persuade him, that he would do anything for the younger even though Seokjin knew his love would never be reciprocated. 

Feeling a pang in his heart and with his mind being all over the place, Seokjin walked to the kitchen, where he aimed to make them a delicious and hot meal.