HIS MAID//KTH ✅

25

As Taehyung and Eunha strolled through the quiet streets on that serene night, Eunha's voice pierced the calm air with a question, "Can I ask you something?" Taehyung turned to look at her, his curiosity piqued, and replied, "Of course, what do you want to ask?"

"Why did you buy that land? It didn't seem profitable for you, from what I gather," Eunha inquired, her brow furrowed with genuine curiosity.

Taehyung chuckled softly before responding, "I know it wasn't a lucrative investment, but the house on that land holds immense sentimental value for someone dear to me. For them, it's not just a piece of property, but a cherished home."

"Why?" Eunha prodded further, her interest clearly deepening.

"You see," Taehyung began, a hint of nostalgia coloring his tone, "that house holds a special place in my heart because it's where I grew up. It's my family's home."

"Your mom?" Eunha guessed, connecting the dots.

Taehyung nodded, a fond smile gracing his lips. "Yes, exactly. I couldn't bear to see them leave, to let go of the memories ingrained in those walls."

"So you didn't want them to go and leave the place," Eunha summarized, understanding dawning in her eyes.

Taehyung nodded again, his appreciation for her comprehension evident. "You're quite perceptive," he complimented.

"Thanks, Mr. Kim," Eunha replied with a polite smile.

"Call me Taehyung, or Tae, or darling, sweetheart, baby—I love you," Taehyung playfully suggested, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Eunha's cheeks flushed slightly as she shot him a  glare. "Don't talk like that to me," she retorted, her tone a mixture of amusement and embarrassment.

Taehyung chuckled at her reaction, teasingly observing, "Are you nervous?"

"No, I'm not," Eunha denied, though her blush betrayed her.

Before their banter could continue further, Taehyung and Eunha arrived at a quaint restaurant nestled in the heart of the village. Despite its age, it exuded a certain charm that made it irresistible—the best-kept secret of the town, known for its delectable cuisine and cozy ambiance. With smiles on their faces and anticipation in their hearts, they stepped inside, ready to savor not just the food but also the company they shared on that magical night.

As Taehyung and Eunha sat down to enjoy their meal at the quaint village restaurant, Eunha couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. Despite trying to focus on her food, her instincts kept pulling her attention back to a man she had noticed earlier. His presence seemed to loom over her like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over what was meant to be a peaceful evening.

Glancing around surreptitiously, Eunha noticed the man again, his gaze fixed intently on her. Discomfort prickled at the back of her neck as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. However, when she looked over at Taehyung, he was engrossed in his meal, seemingly oblivious to her unease.

Deciding to brush off her apprehension, Eunha forced herself to focus on her food, trying to enjoy the evening with Taehyung. But as time passed, her unease only grew, until it became unbearable.

"I have to use the washroom," Eunha finally announced, her voice trembling slightly despite her efforts to sound composed.

Taehyung nodded absentmindedly, preoccupied with settling the bill. As Eunha made her way to the restroom, a sense of foreboding settled over her like a suffocating shroud. She quickened her pace, eager to escape the prying eyes of the mysterious man.