Taming Her

13

"What are you doing?"

I turned to see the guy who just woke up with a messy hair and answered his question in a matter of fact tone. "Cooking obviously."

"You know how to cook?" He asked as if it was the most unbelievable thing in the world. "What do you expect? I live alone, I'd starve to death if I dont know how to cook."

"Can't you answer me nicely for once?" He asked and sat on the table, waiting for me to serve the dishes I cooked. "No."

"So bold." He shook his head. I placed the omelette on the plate and placed it in front of him. "What about you? Aren't you gonna eat breakfast too?"

"Im fine." I answered and drank the smoothie I made and sat in front of him. "What do you wanna do today?" He asked, not looking at me but the food he's eating. "Aren't we going to school?"

"School is getting boring." He answered, not looking at me but at the food he's eating. "So you're skipping?" He nodded as an answer to my question. "Well, that's fine for me."

"Hm?" He looked up at me, raising his right brow. "You know, skipping."

"Who said you're skipping?" he asked. "Me." I answered nonchalantly. It was true there are only 2 people in the house which is me and him so who else would say that besides the person asking?

"No you're not skipping, young lady."

"Says the one who has the same age as mine."

"Don't change the topic here, you're not skipping."

"Yes, I am."

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I-" I was cut off by the doorbell ringing, Jimin looked at the direction of the door with confusion drawn all over his face while the visitor keeps on ringing the doorbell. So impatient.

"Who would visit me this early in the dámn morning?" He asked no one but himself before standing up and making his way towards the door. I stood up as well and grabbed a nknife, just incase it will be another intruder—

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard Jimin's voice, obviously pissed.

I turned around and hid the knife behind me, there I saw a sophisticated woman walking towards my direction with such strong aura, her lips was painted in dark red and she walks with her chin up.

Is she an intruder? Probably no, her dress just doesn't suit being one. Is she one of Jimin's ex? She doesn't look too young but she's hot... and knowing Jimin, age doesn't matter to him as long as the girl is a hot chick.

The woman stopped her tracks when she saw me and raised a brow. Jimin hurriedly walked towards me, and now, all I can see is his well toned back.

"Who are you?"

"Stop it m-"

"I'm asking her, who are you?" The woman glared at Jimin before looking at me again with her eyebrow raised. "None of your business." I answered, I don't do 'what's your name and how are you' introduction but I do 'fuck off and don't talk to me'

The woman glared at me and folded her arms, "listen, young lady. Better fuck off before I drag you by your hair out of this house." That made me mad, how dare she?

I gripped the knife and didn't hesitate anymore to show it, I pointed the knife at her neck. "Sh-"

"Stop!" Jimin yelled. Making me freeze. "She's my mother," she told me. In that moment, I wished nothing more than the land swallowing me whole. "And mother, leave—"

"No." His mother cut him off in gritted teeth and looked at me. I wanted to look down of embarrassment of what I've done but the smirk on her face stops me form doing so.

"I like you for my son." Wow so freakin' straightforward.

The fuck?

"Mom its not what you think-"

"For fück's sake Jimin I was only gone for 3 years and now you forgot the meaning of the word respect and butt into other people's conversation?" She faced Jimin.

"No—"

"Shut up, I don't wanna hear your lame excuses." She said and raised her hand, as if dismissing Jimin. The frustration snd anger drawn on Jimin's face makes me wanna laugh but Jimin might go berserk if I did.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry." His mom said and sat on the chair where Jimin sat awhile ago and tried the omelette I made and choked, "what sorcery is this?! Jimin?! I taught you how to cook-"

"Sorry mom." I was shocked at what he said. Who wouldn't? I was the one who cooked that and not him yet he's the one apologizing.

"You should be." The lady said and took a sip from the orange juice "I'd rather kill myself than to eat this every morning, aren't you ashamed of what you cook and let the young lady here eat it?" Her mom cleared her throat. "Anyways, tell me about yourself."

"Umm.."

"Mom-"

"Shut up before I drag you outside by your ears, would you like that, Park Jimin?"

I heard him sighed.

"Umm.. well, I'm Kang Seulgi and-" her mom dropped the glass, causing me to stop talking. "K-kang what?"

"Mom I think you should probably leave."

"You're a Kang?!" I glanced at Jimin before nodding. "Mom-"

His mom stood up abruptly from the table and banged her palms on the table in the process, making me jolt. What the hell is happening?

"Get the fuck out of my house, now."

"Wha—"

"Mom-"

"Now!"

Because of shock, I stood up almost as fast as lightning and left. What the hell is wrong with his mom with me being a Kang?

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