Tiny Titas sat quietly, his small body curled on the soft mat, fingers wrapped tightly around his favorite pacifier. It was his comfort, his calm, the one thing that made the noisy world feel safe. His eyes were wide, innocent, unaware that peace was about to break. Suddenly, Pavpav reached out. In one fast movement, the pacifier was grabbed away.
Time froze.
Titas’ face changed instantly. His brows pulled together, lips trembling, eyes filling with shock. He stared at Pavpav’s hand, then at the empty space where his pacifier had been. Confusion rushed through him like a storm. Why was it taken? What had he done wrong? His tiny chest rose quickly as a sharp cry escaped his mouth.
Then came the strange gesture.
Titas lifted both hands, shaking them in the air, his fingers curling and uncurling in frustration. His body leaned forward, anger mixing with fear in a way only a baby could express. He didn’t have words, only movement. His gestures were wild, emotional, almost desperate, as if his heart was trying to speak through his hands.
His cries grew louder. Tears spilled down his cheeks, not just for the pacifier, but for the feeling of being powerless. Pavpav looked surprised, realizing too late how deep the loss felt. To adults, it was just a pacifier. To Titas, it was safety, routine, and comfort all wrapped into one small object.
The room felt heavy as Titas continued to protest, his tiny body filled with big emotions. Finally, the pacifier was returned. The moment it touched his hands, his cries softened. He hugged it close, breathing unevenly, eyes still wet but calmer.
Slowly, his strange angry gestures faded. Peace returned, fragile but real. In that moment, everyone learned something important. Even the smallest hearts feel deeply. Even tiny hands can express powerful emotions. And comfort, no matter how small, means everything to a baby learning to trust the world.
