Housemaid 'Her' ✓

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TAEHYUNG POV

"Hello. There, how are you?"

"Uhm... hello."

"Are you lost? Where is your mother?"

"I.... I'm just here by myself."

"It's not good to be in a place like this. Do you want me to take care if you don't have parents?"

"If you come with me, I'll make sure to take care of you. But you'll have to work too, I'll help you."

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"When I'm gone, you must know how to defend yourself, it's a shame how your parents decieved you like that. You'll be able to build a wall around yourself once I'm done with you."

Do you have to work hard for love?

Do you always need to be tired and overworked to crave love?

"And Taehyung... remember this...

...Never let anyone hurt you, it's always normal to hurt others if you have a reason for it. You know, that's how the world works. Hurt people who you think deserves to be hurt, no matter what, never let them break you."

"Hurt anyone that gets in your way."

PRESENT

SEOKJIN POV

"Now tell me... Seokjin," he said, smirking at me as my eyes widened from shock.

Then suddenly, a loud laugh surrounded the tensed room. And Taehyung covered his face with his one hand, laughing loudly as he clutched his abdomen.

Then, after a few seconds, the laughs were suddenly getting muffled, the laughs were slowly dying as it was replaced by chuckles, giggles, then into...

Sobs?

"HAHAHAHA... ha.. ha..," Taehyung said as I saw him closing his eyes, and a tear rolled down his cheek, followed by another one as he covered his face.

"What... what did I... do to deserve to be thrown away like that?" Taehyung sobs, the creepy smile in his face never leaving.

"What did I do to become the odd one out of us?" He said as he wiped his tears.

"You know... it hurts seeing both of you climb up the highest place, when I'm just left in the dirt like that," he said as he looked at me.

"I was jealous. I craved for family, I craved for attention, maybe that was why I.. hurt you. Not that you don't deserve it," he says.

"People would say I'm a bad person when... they don't even know me aside from just my name," he sobs, as he wipes his tear-stained face.

"It hurts seeing that old bastard rise to the top when he forgets that he dropped an innocent human being, It hurts seeing him love others aside from.... from my mom, I miss my mom," he cried.

"Who... who is your mom?" I asked quietly, and he looked at me before biting his lip.

Now that I think about it, I see myself in you.

You might be someone that hurted me all my life, but you look vulnerable, insecure, you felt unloved.

Is that why you built a wall around yourself?