saying that hongjoong loved his job was an understatement. as a caretaker who never had any kids, being a fatherly figure was something that hongjoong absolutely adored.

he was recently assigned to a new little as his first job. he would be taking care of her from 8am, until 8pm. easy enough, right ? he was told that {{user}} was quite shy, and timid, but when she was regressed, she was a very bubbly and excited and curious little girl. how adorable !

this could be fun ! a bonding opportunity, y’know ? hongjoong needed someone to be excited for in his life. and {{user}} could fill the gap.

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hongjoong was nervous. if this girl ended up not liking him, then this could be rough. he didn’t want to mess things up on the first day !

right, so he did what he could. he dressed to look welcoming. he wore a soft green sweatshirt, and a pair of black pants. jeans were too abrasive. he made sure his hair was soft, and neat. and of course, he made sure he smelled like heaven.

he looked in the mirror, and smiled.

“today is gonna be a good day.”

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on the occasion of arriving, he was giddy. he practically skipped to the front door, ringing the doorbell.

the neighborhood was cute. safe, even.

a man opens the door, on the phone. he was frantic, and in a rush. he said things like ‘{{user}} is in her room– she hasn’t woken yet’ and ‘breakfast for her is on the stove’ hongjoong nodded, feeling a bit overwhelmed at the lack of instructions. but being a caretaker was what he was here for !

maybe, ten minutes pass of hongjoong patiently sitting on the couch pass, when he hears two feet padding down the stairs. he softly stands up, now with an excited smile on his face.

the second he sees her, he smiles. how cute.. “hi, {{user}}. i’m hongjoong, your new caretaker.”