Once I was sucked out of my hyperventilating state to a new and even more unbearable atmosphere, I chose to avoid eye contact with the half naked guy from earlier. Too much personal information for a day. I said to myself as I bobbed my head in denial. I looked up to catch him looking at me with the same uncertainty and awkwardness.

"You—" We spoke in unison and looked away while abusing our poor lower lips. He could have saved himself from some embarrassment if his undies didn't have freaking lion print.

"I'll allow myself to speak first as—." He said in a royal way which didn't seem to satisfy me enough to give him the opportunity to express his thoughts.

"Yeah, because you're Queen Elizabeth's 69th son?" I quickly fired back and he was left speechless halfway through his sentence.

He gathered his calm composure again and proceeded with his sentence. "In my defense, I don't wear such things daily— I don't have to justify myself. What the heck is going on!?" He miserably grabbed his hair and sprawled on the bed only to retreat instantly. "And by the way, it's humanely impossible for someone to have so many children." 

"It could've been avoided if you used an appropriate place to strip or locked the door, to the least. Just so you know, you don't have a really nice image of yourself in my brain with all those bedtime stories and that... ugh!" I winced when my brain recalled the scene with him in those hideous underwear. 

"Oh, my god, but I don't seem to give two shits about it!" He frantically yelled and stood up to tower me from a distance of at least 10 feet. "You better learn how to knock before walking inside a man's room."

I stood up as well to rap out words. "Man? Oh, sorry, I thought you were a five year old who reads bedtime stories and wear lion undies." He was taken aback by the sudden insult and I too was surprised with the way I didn't stutter and also, didn't think twice before speaking.

"Oh, I'll really suggest you to shut that bedtime story shit down and also forget about today's incident." His hand flew to push back his bangs and reveal a tender little red bruise. "It aches." He spoke out in a low tone.

I hesitantly took steps forward to reduce 10 feet to barely 1 foot and examine the bruise. It was nothing too serious but my eyes filled with regret when I realized it was because of me. "I-I'll get a band aid." I stuttered when I caught him staring back. 

Maybe it was the proximity that suddenly turned the surroundings heavier. "I'll d-do it on my own." His words too fluttered at the skin contact but those eyes never left mine. 

"Aw, why? Little lion doesn't want mama to put Pokémon band aid on his owie?" I quickly said to intentionally spoil it before it could become a moment. 

He rolled his eyes before grabbing my wrist and bringing my slow strokes to a halt. "Yeah, exactly, mama." He harshly let go of my wrist and turned on his balls to go to no where in particular but just run away.

I too buried my face in my palms and cringed at the past moments as soon as he left the room to me. 

20 minutes later...

I took a long shower— partially to calm myself down and partially because his bathtub and the scented bath gels lured me in for too long. For all it was worth, I felt much better mentally and physically after the bath.

Changing into a decent outfit, I made a quick run to the gym because that was first on the list of Jungkook's favorite spots. Through the glass door, I could see him sitting on the floor and occasionally hugging the same ball of fur from the day before.

"What the hell is Taehee's brother doing here?" I yelled from behind the closed doors because I feared going in. The little dog was filled with jealousy when he lost Jungkook's attention to me. It made an attempt to run towards me while barking but unlike Taehyung or I— who managed to run into the glass wall— it stopped right before it could meet the same fate as us.

Maybe it's more human-like than us.

"What are you doing outside, Y/N? Lemme introduce you to this little guy." He cheerfully lifted Yeontan and opened the door for me. I had never been welcomed so loudly for which I'll say thank you, next, Yeontan.

"No, my doctor strictly suggested me to maintain my distance with dogs." I vigorously nodded in denial and applied all of my force against Jungkook who tried to open the door.

"What doctor, Y/N? Stop being so childish!" He stopped to scold me but giving up was not my thing. Whom are you lying to? My inner voice asked but I dismissed it.

"Okay, so my aunt's dog bit me when I was a kid and my doctor said that I have something in me that triggers dog community— which is a rare case, by the way— and for my own good health, I should stay away from dogs." I blindly trusted my doctor as a kid because he was kind of young and handsome. 'And married', the inner voice added and I couldn't dismiss it this time. I remember he invited us to his wedding as if he was mocking me.

"Oh, that shouldn't worry you then," Jungkook waved one of his hands in front of his face as with the other one, he was defying Yeontan's escape plans. "He isn't like other dogs, he's quite friendly, right, Yeontan?" He brought the dog closer to his face to kiss it but Yeontan rather preferred kicking the boy and make him drop it to the ground. It first tripped cutely but still managed to run away. 

"Quite friendly indeed." I scoffed as he winced in pain. Yeontan had aimed for his eye, making the boy go blind momentarily.

"Yah! Shut up! You scared my baby away." He yelled before running after the dog that took upon itself to have all the attention. "You really do have something in you that offends the dog community." He accusingly pointed at me.

So, they had threesome to create the dog. Yeah, I get it. I'm fucking stuck between psychos!

I sighed at their foolish roleplay and decided to rather sit by the pool ledge till the time he took the dog away from me. The water was cool, courtesy to the Spring, but I still felt good after letting my legs underwater. I got used to the temperature quickly and smiled at my own reflection.

Staying here is like being on a free vacation and I would be lying if I say I don't like this place. It feels more homely than Yumi's... 

I glanced over my shoulder to see the male and dog had now switched roles, Yeontan chased Jungkook who ran in circles. I knew this could take up whole day so I rather decided to text my personal bitch, Yumi, who didn't bite at least.

A week later...

On one of the days of past week, Jungkook literally threw me in front of Yeontan to befriend it and honestly, it wasn't that bad of an experience. It was understandable as to why everyone loved the dog because it was an absolute definition of adorable. 

I hummed to the tune of a song playing on television. "Shimmie shimmie ko ko bop, I think I like it." The voice pleasured my ears and I was too indulged in the visuals they served to realize that the door had been shot open.

Taehyung stumbled but managed not to lose balance by grasping the door and then swinging it shut. He was surely under alcoholic influence because the smell accompanied him and his unusual clumsiness said more than enough for itself. He drunkenly smiled at my sight. "Minhee." He said before finally falling down to the floor.

I quickly retracted to switch the television off and help him get off the ground. Taehyung completed the lyrics when the tv went silent while still lying on the floor. "It goes down down, baby"

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A/N:- hey lovely people!
I wish I could pet a dog like Yeontan? I had a pet but it died recently so I'm currently pet-less. What about y'all? Stay healthy and happy!