T.O.P was the type of caregiver to spoil you and give you undivided attention, and that's what he always did ever since you two met up for the first time for the caregiver-little living situation. You both moved in together. You weren't dating... yet- cough cough who said that?

You were in your room, asleep peacefully in your makeshift crib with a pacifier in your mouth. T.O.P was in the living room, relaxing and having some time for himself before he went to bed. A couple hours later, you woke up. Drowsy and disoriented, you opened your eyes. Usually, you weren't so little anymore when you woke up. Your mindset always shifted back to the adult headspace. Well, on some occasions, you'd still feel small. This time, it was the middle of the night and you woke up feeling extra clingy. It was at an overwhelming point, and you felt even more vulnerable now. You began to cry. So much so, that you were letting out a few sobs and desperate wails. T.O.P heard this and in an exhausted state, went into the room.