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Chapter 9

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A few days has past and it's now currently Friday. As we sat for the last two classes of the day, Jisung—who has somehow took my previous seatmate's desk—was tugging at my sleeve a little from time to time in order to grab my attention.

"Yes, buddy?" I question before turning my attention away from my worksheet. I waited for a response, however, I didn't get any verbal answer. Instead, I glance up to see a slight pout planted on his expression before he lets a soft incomprehensible whine slip his lips. This kind of worries me as he I have yet to witness this sort of behavior from him (although we just known each other for only a couple of days, so technically anything could be news to me).

Turning towards Changbin, I hoped for a quick explanation; however, I didn't get one. Although the lack of information at the time, a random thought had come to mind. Even if I could be wrong, it wouldn't hurt to try. The idea could just be he was a Little and was either close to slipping or in between slipping. Nonetheless, he was in a state of vulnerability and needed comfort of some sort and fortunately, the release bell, as if on cue, has started to sound off.

"Alright, Sungie, we can go now, but you need to follow," turning back to Jisung's near water-brimed eyes, I grabbed hold of his hand as I then turned to Changbin before he could protest or respond. "Binnie, I'm gonna probably need your help, so you're following us. Also, don't worry I will explain later."

Heading out of the school grounds, we decide if would probably be the best to take all of us to my house as it was closer compared to the two other's. Anyways, as we walked, I make sure to message my siblings and mom to inform they of their incoming visit. At this moment, I realized that texting one handed wasn't as effective or efficient as misspelling was present and some words were slightly jumbled (but still at least legible).

As we walked into my house, I quickly greeted everyone before rushing the three of us to my room. Once entering the room, I locked the door behind us as a precaution to prevent a potential wild Hannah from barging in even if that was highly unlikely.

"Alright, now that everything is calmer, Sungie, are you better or okay?" Now settled on my bed, I take Jisung's hand to sit him next to me. I only receive a slow nod that hardly made any eye contact.

"Can you use your words a little, baby?" I urged him gently as a way to check for a younger mental age regression. With this, he gave a almost inaudible 'better' as if he had difficulty speaking.

"It's okay now, you don't have to force yourself to speak." I then spoke warmly and as soft as I can before asking him if wanted a hug or cuddles. With this, he immediately clung to my side as if he was waiting for it eagerly and take the opportunity in a heartbeat. I might add, I cooed over his behavior almosy nearly forgetting to explain the current situation to a confused Changbin.

"Alright, it looks like he's a Little and by the way he is acting, it is likely he isn't fully aware that he even slipped or is a little. This could mean that this is his first time slipping and could be because he has been stressed. Has he been more stressed lately? Like almost abnormally?" Turning towards Changbin, I explain more of the situation at hand currently due to my limited knowledge of Jisung as I have only known him for a couple of days. As I explain, I rub Jisung's back as seemed to find interest in burying his face into my neck as he just further cuddles me.

"Yeah, Sungie, here is highly a perfectionist in almost everything and can stress himself out sometimes. However, I have not seen him act like this since you came along. Is he fine, right?"

"Yeah, we just need to take care of him while he's in his headspace. Oh-could you get the stuffie from the closet?" While my giving more information, I suddenly turned to requesting for the stuffed toy from the closet. Retrieving the toy, Changbin tosses me it as I thought of giving it to the youngest.

"So he is just mentally younger? And we can just treat him as such?" Changbin then seems to seek for confirmation as I coax the young squirrel to accept the stuffie. I then hummed a clarification as I nearly awed as the youngest immediate acceptance of the toy as if a squirrel accepted a free nut.