Tight Jeans

Come Again?

Your POV
I felt strong arms around me, sighing lightly as I shifted. I faced the owner of said arms, setting my hands on his head.
"Mnh...." He groaned. It did not sound like Tae. I thought he had just fallen asleep next to me on my bed, but it wasn't his voice. At all. Yet it was still oddly deep. I slowly opened my eye to find a silver-haired man next to me.

"GAH!" I screamed, kicking at him. He instantly opened his eyes widely and fell from the bed.

"Owwww..." He groaned, slowly standing. He almost fell.

"Who the HELL are you and why the FUCK are you in my bed!?" I shouted, hurrying to stand.

"Master... named me Yoongi..." He squeaked. "Eh, I've never been able to talk..."

"Where is my tail? And my paws?" He gasped, feeling his butt yet nothing related to a tail was there. He then flipped his hands.
"IM A HUMAN!?" He screeched, panicking.

"Aish! Relax!" I spat.

"I'VE NEVER BEEN A HUMAN! YOU JUST RESCUED ME!" He screeched again.

"Wait, What? Slow down." I said in attempt to calm both of us.

"You. Rescued. Me. From. The. Chain. On. The. Tree." He said slower.

"You... He... WHAT!?" I shouted, beginning to panic myself. Tae burst through the door and glared at the apparent puppy.

"What in the name of hell is going on in here?" He spat.

"The dog YOU named Yoongi is a human." I explained, panic still present in my tired voice.

"Yesh." He spoke.

"Obviously not fluent in pronunciation." Hoseok noted.

"Nah. But he slept with me." I mumbled.

"He What?" Tae snapped.

"He slept with me." I said a little louder.

"Speak up, Y/N." He growled.

"THE DOG SLEPT WITH ME!" I screamed.

"This dog... thing... slept with you? And you actually care?" He snorted.

"I didn't expect my puppy to become a human in the middle of the night, so HELL YEAH!" I shouted, flicking Tae.

"Aish, calm down. The dog probably doesn't even know what he did..." Tae sighed.

"I'm still here and unable to walk..." Yoongi groaned.

"Ugh. He isn't even... UGH!" I snapped, stepping around the bed and lifting him lightly.

"Here..." Tae sighed, slipping Yoongi's arm around his neck, and I followed by doing the same with his other arm. We helped him walk to the living room, tossing him on the couch.
I soon enough realized the bulge in the dog's pants, getting the most disgusted look on my face.

"Someone needs to situate that..." I cringed, pointing to said bulge.

"Nope." Tae quickly said, saluting before swiftly walking into the kitchen.

"I AIN'T DOIN' IT!" I shouted, leaping after him and grabbing his hand. (Tae)

"Gah! Jesus, lady!" He shouted as I dragged him back to Yoongi.

"I don't even know how to do that." I hissed lowly.

"Fine. Just fine. I can..." Tae paused before realizing where he ended. "I can... ugh, teach him..." He finished with an irritated sigh.

"Mhm," I began, caught with a snort.

"Go away, bitch." He snapped at me.

"Ooh, Taehyungie is gettin' sassy!" I mocked.

"I said, go away." He hissed.

"Fine." I hissed back, folding my arms and walking back into my room. "Good luck with a dog." I then mumbled.

Tae's POV
"That was horrid. I called her bitch." I sighed.

"What did she mean by 'situate that'?" Yoongi asked. In reply, I pointed to the bulge in his sweatpants.

"T...The hell is that?" He squeaked nervously. I snorted, setting a hand over my mouth. I suddenly burst into laughter.

"W-What's so funny?" He whined.

"Nothing... Nothing..." I sighed my laughter away.

"Anywho, why did she say 'situate that'?" He asked again.

"There are a few ways to decrease excitement, like jerking off." I rubbed the back of my head. "Or I could call Y/N in to fix it..." I smirked.

"Y/NNN!" I shouted. I heard a groan of annoyance from her room, then the light footsteps as she came out.

"What." She snapped.

"You fix it. I told him the ways." I winked, standing and slipping into the kitchen.

"FUCK YOU!" She screeched from the other room. It only made me chuckle.

Y/N's POV
I gritted my teeth and sat back in the chair, glaring at Yoongi.

"Why did you even get hard around me?" I snapped at him.

"Hard?" He said squeakily.

"Excited. Why are you crushing on me? Why do you like me?" I explained through gritted teeth.

"I don't know, just stop getting angry at me and fix whatever this thing is!" He whined.

"You know, I will forever hate you." I snapped at him.

"I don't care, just FIX THIS!" He shouted.

"But I really don't want to!" I whined.

"Fix it, Y/N." Tae snapped from the kitchen.

"FINE!" I huffed. I then stood, taking a hold of Yoongi's hand.

"Teach him, Y/N." Tae mumbled.