"What you doin stepbro?"
"..."
"Don't just don't."
A/N: This is the first fanfic I made and I started writing this story when I was sixteen so the first few chapters will be not that good and have a lot of grammatical error but it will get better.
I groan, my face scrunching up a little in annoyance.
"Wake up tiger."
"Go away Tae." I groan, rolling on the other side to get away from him.
"Come on Tiger get up."I heard Taehyung chuckle, poking my back that's facing him.
"Go away." I mumble, my words getting muffled as I snuggle my face further in the pillows.
I wonder what this playboy needs now.
"I'm hungryyy you have to cook us food." Taehyung whine and I feel his hand on my shoulder shaking me rapidly making me groan under my breath and shift in the bed in annoyance.
Why is he annoying me if they have maids to cook!
"Then tell the maid to cook you food." I grumble annoyingly shaking his hand off my shoulder and move away farther from him, pulling the duvet up my chin.
It's too early for Taehyung to bother me.
"They're not here, I give them a day off."
I groggily open my eyes as I hear those words and look at him in incredulity.
"What? Why would you do that?" I ask skeptically, furrowing my brows in confuse arc as I groggily sit down, my arm supporting my weight.
"They need a break." Taehyung shrugs and grin widely at me, I squint my eyes at him and frown.
"So get up and cook me breakfast." Taehyung demand, grabbing my wrist and tug me out of the bed.
I didn't budge and groan in frustration, pulling my wrist out his grip weakly.
He give a day off to all the housemaids so he can make me cook for him, what an actual hell.
"Give me a minute Taehyung." I grunt, my eyes barely open as I restrain a yawn from slipping out my mouth.
"But be there faster because I'm hungry." I heard him groan and the door being closed afterwards, telling me he already left.
What a pain in the ass.
~ ~ ~
"I want some bacons and pancakes..." Taehyung muses like I am some kind waitress to take his order.
I'm standing across from him who's sitting comfortably on a high chair, the counter separating the two of us as I put on a white apron.
I shifted my weight on my left foot and boringly look at Taehyung, hiding the annoyance on my tone.
"Is that al-"
I sigh, crossing my arms in annoyance.
So there's still more.
"-oh! Some chocolate milk too." He enthusiastically added on his list of foods before I could finish.
"Do I look like a cook to you?" I narrow my eyes, placing a hand on my hips and quirk a brow at him.
He give me a close lip tight smile that could make my heart flutter- NO.
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