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Ignored: Tae x BTS

It was bright and early when Taehyung woke up, but the first thing he noticed was that it wasn't Hoseok getting up that woke him, in fact there was just silence. Dead silence. This made the little upset, clutching his stuffie, Muffin, who was a pink monkey and Taehyung's best friend, to his chest.

Still clutching to Muffin, Tae got off the bed and went into the hallway, his feet pitter-pattering quietly on the wood floor as he walked, and soon enough voices filled his ears, he brightened up and walked faster, but what he saw made his mouth drop.

Jungkook was in little space, the maknae was hardly ever in his headspace, but whenever he was, he got all of he attention and Taehyung was left to fend for himself. No matter how hard he tried to get his caregivers, all five of their attention.

Taehyung walked up to Seokjin, who was currently cooing at a slobbery Jungkook, tugging on his sleeve, "Wha- oh, Taehyung honey, breakfast is in the kitchen." Jin responded and turned back to Kookie, "But Taetae-" he started, "Honey, I'm busy with Jungkook."

The little pouted, turning and looking at the maknae with a glare, looking down and walking to the couch, head down and hugging Muffin to his chest, he was too little to get breakfast by himself, stupid Seokjin.

Someone poked him, so the baby looked up, still pouting, Jimin had his head tilted and frowned when he saw his pout, "What's wrong, sweetie?" The other asked, and Taehyung just pointed to Jungkook, "Jungkookie hasn't done anything to you-" Jimin didn't get to finish his sentence when the youngest began whining and reaching for him, so he stopped talking to Tae and went to Kookie, picking him up and walking away.

"No one unnerstan' Taetae.."
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It was now 12:30pm, Taehyung was hungry, but no one was listening to him, they were all trying to calm down a crying Jungkook, it just wasn't fair, not at all.

Soon, this Little was fed up, so he marched down the hall with a huff, only holding Muffin by an arm, he went up to Hoseok who was playing peek-a-boo with the other little, he tugged on his sleeve, "daddy.." Tae whined, a frown on his face.

"Sweetheart, not now, daddy's busy." Was all Hoseok said, so Taehyung pulled on his sleeve harder, "Daddy!" He yelled, gripping hard on the older's sleeve. Hoseok turned, shocked at the boys loud voice, "Mister, we do not yell inside the house. Do it again and see what happens." He warned, Tae's bottom lip quivered, stomping his foot, "Daddy, pay attention!"

Hoseok sighed, turning to Taehyung, "Daddy can't right now. Namjoon, take Taehyung to his room." Namjoon looked up, nodding then walking over, grabbing Tae's hand and leading a sniffling little down the hall and to his and Hoseok's shared room. This baby didn't want to protest and get in more trouble, so he spent the rest of his afternoon pouting on his bed, talking to Muffin about how unfair and stupid his daddy was being.
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Hoseok turned, furrowing his brows, normally Taehyung would come out after thirty minutes, but now it had been an hour, so he decided to investigate now that Jungkook had been put down for a nap. Walking back to the room, he knocked softly before opening the door.

"Hey, Tae-baby, everything okay?" Hoseok asked in a gentle voice, but it was obvious it wasn't, judging by the tear streaked cheeks and puffy eyes, Hobi frowned. "Go ask Jungkook.." Taehyung mumbled, keeping his head down, but it wasn't long before fingers were under his chin and lifting his face up, "Baby, sweetie, baby bear, prince.. can you tell daddy what's wrong?"

Tae's face twisted up with sadness, "Daddy ignore Taetae for Koo-Kookie all d-day! Taetae hungwy and sweepy.."

Hoseoks face dropped, he didn't even realize the sun was setting, and quickly brought Taehyung, his baby, into his lap, hugging him to his chest. "Daddy is so, so, sorry, prince. Do you forgive me, baby?"

"Taetae forgive you, dada.." he whispered, sniffling and burying his face into the older's neck, sniffling some more, his little belly rumbling and he whined; once again reminded of his hunger. "How about we get this tummy some food, and get everyone else to apologize to my baby, how does that sound?"

"That sounds good, dada.."