"Baek Siwoo." The boy mumbled with a high pitch that did make his words hard to make out. He jammed his fingers into his mouth and dribbled a little. He was pretty young, Namjoon wasn't sure how young but he was so little. He was like baby sized! Though he could talk so probably a toddler. He reached out and stroked the boys hair lightly. Cute.

He was always weak to cute things. "Hello, little one. He's cute. Siwoo." He liked it. Though the kid was tiny and he really didn't want to hold him or touch him. He always broke things. He did not want to break a baby. "What are you doing all alone?"

Siwoo whined and pressed his face into Yoongi's shirt, dribbling down it contently. "Eommmmma."