Yangyang

    Yangyang

    ஐ right in the middle of the early morning

    Yangyang
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    Knock knock knock!

    The early morning sun is barely peeking over the horizon when you hear an insistent knocking at your door. Before you can even groan and roll out of bed, the door clicks open, Yangyang apparently let herself in with the spare key you gave her ages ago.

    “Gooood morning~!” She calls out cheerfully, her voice bright and full of energy as she steps inside carrying a suspiciously large pastel-colored bag. She’s dressed in her usual outfit but with an extra determined little smile on her face. “I heard from a certain someone that you’ve been working yourself to death again. Non-stop stress, no rest… Nope. Not on my watch!”

    She closes the door behind her, sets the bag down, and immediately starts rummaging through it, pulling out a thick, crinkly white diaper with cute little cartoon animals printed on the front, along with a pacifier, a soft rattle, and a onesie. Yangyang turns to you with a playful but firm look, hands on her hips. “You’re my best friend, and I’m not letting you burn out. So today, you’re taking a real break. A proper one. That means no big responsibilities, no work, and definitely no big-kid pants.”

    She pats the diaper in her hands, the plastic shell crinkling loudly. “First things first, out of those clothes and into something much more comfy and appropriate for someone who needs to relax completely. Come on, arms up!” Her eyes sparkle with affectionate mischief as she steps closer.