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After a long warm shower, Taehyung hopped out of the tub, and wrapped his towel around his waist. He walked out of the bathroom, and headed back downstairs.

Chaeyoung on the other hand was cooking breakfast for herself, Chaeyoung, and her roommate who would come in a while from grocery shopping.

Yoongi was constantly sleeping around, shedding hair, and eating food. If he wasn't doing any of those things, that meant he was following Chaeyoung around the household like any pet would.
But right now he was sleeping on the couch soundly.

His nose twitched as the aroma of bacon entered his nostrils.
His brown eyes slightly opened, and he stretches before getting up, and jumping on his found small paws on the wooden ground, landing perfectly.

Yoongi made his way to the kitchen, and stood by the doorway before he approached Chaeyoung's legs, and let out a small meow, taking a seat beside her.

"Meow." Chaeyoung's head snapped toward the feline. She let out a giggle knowing he was probably up for his own breakfast. She grabbed his bowl, a can of wet cat food, dumped it on the bowl.

She set the bowl of cat food on the floor, and waited to see if Yoongi would try it. He only sniffed it, and backed away with a low growl, as if it were judging the food.

"What a picky cat you are." Chaeyoung muttered. "Fine. I'll get you some fish." She sighed going back to frying bacon.

"Chaeyoung-ssi, what's that smell?" A deep voice peered from the hallway.
"Just breakfast!" Chaeyoung shouted again.

Taehyung walked to the kitchen, and looked at the fried bacon from behind Chaeyoung. Yoongi eyed Taehyung like a stranger, and lowly hissed at him, backing closer to Chaeyoung.

"And what's that?" Taehyung asked, confused at the feline's actions. Chaeyoung furrowed her eyebrows, and turned o look at Taehyung, before turning back around immediately as a blush formed on her cheeks.

"Goddamn Taehyung, put on some clothes!" Chaeyoung yelled, turning off the oven.

"But I don't have any." Taehyung said innocently, tightening the towel around his waist.

"I'll be right back." Chaeyoung said, avoiding eye contact with Taehyung who was yet again half naked.

She ran upstairs, and opened her roommate's door, before grabbing some clothes real quick. Just something decent like grey sweatpants and a green shirt. It seemed like an okay fit, so she guessed she'll just go shop some clothes that would fit him in some store.

She walked downstairs, and shoved the clothes in front of his face, then told him to change upstairs in her room.

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"God, how did I get myself in this situation?" Chaeyoung asked, avoiding looking at Taehyung's lower body, as she tried fitting him in the shirt. Apparently he didn't know how to put on a damn shirt, and pants on.

"There. Now for the lower region." Chaeyoung sulked. She fitted him in boxers, and sweatpants successfully without making eye contact, though she was still confused to why a grown ass man couldn't put clothes on himself.

Something real fishy was going on.

"They feel a bit tight, but other than that they're good." Taehyung smiled, looking at himself in a human-sized mirror.

"Let's just hope Jimin doesn't kill me for letting a stranger borrow his clothes." Chaeyoung muttered walking back Dow's stairs, with Taehyung trailing behind her like a lost puppy.
Well a lost angel.