Butler ; JJK

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My Dad patted my new butler's shoulder as he stepped out of my room. Jungkook turned to look at me and I gave him a questioning look.

"And why are you still here?" I questioned him but he ignored the raising of my voice as his eyes landed on my hands.

I folded my arms in front of my chest and noticed him still staring at it, specifically on my wrists.

"Stay here." He said monotonously and stormed out of my room.

I scoffed unbelievably at him and  watched him disappear. Who does he think he is to order me around?

A minute hasn't passed yet and he came with a first aid kit on his hand.

"Sit." He wore his poker face as I sit on the edge of my bed.

Why do I let him rule me? I'm a hard headed spoiled brat but why am I obeying him?! Not to mention that he's just a butler! I messed my hair mentally at my thoughts.

I almost flinched when he touched my right wrist. I was about to pull it back when he removed his hold to my wrist and held my hand instead. I swallowed my own saliva feeling his hand against mine.

Is this guy sure that he's going to be my butler? His hand feels freaking soft. Seems like he's not doing anything in his own house.

He knelt on his one knee in front of me and put the kit beside him. I kept on staring at him as I study his face, he's not even bothering to give me a quick and single glance. My Dad hires our maids and butlers who are in mid ages generally but this Jungkook guy looks so young.

"How old are you?" I asked him.

"20 years young." He answered casually and I almost gagged.

20? Is Dad being serious? Why would he hire such a young guy? He's just a year older than me and he's supposed to be at school! Or maybe he has already graduated? But whatever, he should be in a more decent job!

I watched him put an antiseptic in my wounds which I didn't even notice I have. Those were only small cuts which maybe made because of the rope that was tied on my hands earlier.

"Why would you like to work as my butler?" I asked as he suddenly stopped at his tracks. "You look young and you're just a year older than me. You don't look poor and your hands are soft. Tell me, you don't have any experience on being a butler, do you?"

I saw his adams apple went up and down, his eyes a bit uneasy as he quickly finished treating my wounds. He closed the kit and stood on his feet before storming out of my room like I didn't ask anything.

My eyes went wide at his actions. That rude butler! He didn't even bow at me like what my other maids do. He orders me around as if our roles have switched. And he didn't even answer my question and just left my curiosity hanging! Now, I'm starting to get suspicious at him. Is being my butler his way to stalk me?

"Gah!" I scoffed. "I thought Park Jimin is the worst but you Jeon Jungkook is worster." I shook my head as I felt my stomach growled again. My eyes widened.

Freak! I forgot that I'm hungry. Is that even possible?

Aish!

I mentally slapped myself and stepped out of my room yelling, "JEON JUNGKOOK COOK MY DINNER IM FREAKING HUNGRY AS HELL!"

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" Y/N "

I could hear someone's voice calling out my name.

" Y/N "

That voice is so soothing that I'm feeling so high.

" Y/N, ireona."