Maid || Mashikyu ||

9

Here I am again.. "Yah. Stop worrying and start carrying my bag. I don't pay you for nothing." He gave me his bag and walked behind me. "Don't tell me you're scared?"

"Why would I be?" I was just, worried. I started walking and as expected, my schoolmates were all looking at me. At first they were glaring at me but their expressions start to change to a smiley one. What the heck? I turned around to see Junkyu glaring at them. "What?"

"Stop it and ignore them. You're gonna make it worse." I continued walking and stopped in front of his classroom. "I told you something right? I said, I'll be here for you. You don't have to worry about these people hating you. I'll take care of them. Okay my love?" He caressed my cheek. "Goodbye kiss?"

"Ew. Shut up." I pushed his hand away and left. I went to my classroom and good thing my classmates aren't murmuring things anymore.
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"Mashiho!" A familiar voice called. It's our badminton practice and we're going home after this. I can see Junkyu crossing his legs and staring at me intensely. "Takata Mashiho!" I heard the voice again. "Mashiho!" I turned around and I saw a cutie. Okay whut? "Do I know you, Mr.?"

"What? You forgot about me? I'm Haruto your neighbor!" Haruto? Watanabe? "Ah! That annoying kid you stole my barbie dolls before! Wow, it has been years! I'm glad to see you here. Looks like your family earned a fortune."

"Yeah. My dad started a business and it's starting to get wider and wider. We were able to leave that dangerous place."

"Good to know."

"Anyway, is that your boyfriend right there? He's killing me with his glare." I turned to Junkyu who was really glaring at Haruto Don't tell me he's jealous?! "Ani, he's not. Want me to introduce you to him?"

"I don't think that's a good idea. I feel like he'll punch me right in the face when I come a little closer. I'll pass." He quickly moved a step backward when Junkyu stood up. "Yah."

"You." He said looking at my childhood neighbor and grabbed my hand. "Scram." He pulled me behind him. "Don't go near him." Haruto raised both of his hands. "Okay. See ya around Mashi." He said and left. "Okay, what is your problem? He's just someone I know. Not some bad guy." I removed my hand from his grip. "I've known him for a couple of years."

"He's still a guy. You can't trust him." I rolled my eyes at him. "Yah! Don't you roll your eyes at me."

" And for your information I'm also 'GUY' Just tell me that you're jealous. Stop making things mixed up." He looked at me. "I know. It's all over your ugly face. Right there." I poked his nose.

"Ha-ha.. Right but you're gay so You might fall for him and not for me. I'm not letting you fall in some wrong guy's arms. Just mine."

"I'm not yours."

"What are you again? Ah! MY personal maid... That makes you, mine." He even emphasized MY. "It doesn't work that way, you idiot. You may treat me as a servant but boy, I'm more than that."

"Then what do you consider yourself? My boy? My boyfriend? My yeobo? My forever? My soulmate?" I glared at him. "Stop messing around."

"Sure. We have basketball practice later. I'll be late in going home. You staying? You know, I actually need someone to cheer for me."

"In your dreams, fucker." He pulled me towards him and we were an inch close. "I'd love to live inside a dream then. Where you," He pointed his finger at me  "..and me are together. That kind of paradise."

"You ain't getting that paradise, it doesn't exist. AND I'm staying. I need to know if you're really staying here for practice. Not for some monkey business." We went to the school court and I sat on the bleachers. "Cheer for me!" He shouted and smiled so wide. "Wow, that's the first."

"Oh, Mashiho." I turned to him. "Haruto! You're in the basketball team?"

"Yep. Cheer for me, okay?"

"Yah, Takata Mashiho!" Junkyu shouted and signaled me to go to him. I shrugged and walked towards him. He's glaring at Haruto and was sitting on his chair like a king. "What do you need? Your highness."

"Give me water." I opened his bag and gave him his water bottle. "Wipe my sweat."

"What?!"

"Just do it." He said, still glaring at Haruto. "I'll show that guy that I'm more important than him." I silently laughed. What an immature kid! I just shook my head and wiped his sweat. His forehead, down to his neck. "Kiss me." He ordered. "WHAT?!" I shouted that it echoed to the whole court. "What are you thinking? I'm not a slut."

"He's laughing. He's making fun of me! Yah, Takata Mashiho! Kiss your hyung!" What the fuck? I stepped back. "I'm not doing that. Especially on you." He stood up and walked towards me. "W-what are you doing?"

"Kiss me or I'll do it for you?"

"What on earth are you thinking?! I'm not letting you-" He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. He caressed my left cheek and his lips met mine.

H-he.. He kissed me
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