Payback

Am I Ready Now?

After I pulled myself together with some comfort from Mochi, I made my way over to Jimin's room. The door was slightly open, so I knocked lightly, pushing the door open a little as I knocked.

"Come in." I heard Jimin's voice come from the room.

I opened the door to reveal a shirtless Jimin sitting at the computer. The light coming from the window illuminated his beautiful pale skin. The contrast between his beautiful light skin and his dark hair and shorts made him look incredibly handsome. It took me a moment to remember how to breathe. Mochi snapped me out of my thoughts as he rubbed against my leg. He then walked over to Jimin and jumped onto the desk to get some head scratches from Jimin.

"I-I'm ready to clean the first floor." I said in a quiet voice. I hoped that the rest of the afternoon would be better than what just happened.

"Ah, OK just a minute." Jimin said before tying away at his computer. I stood there for a minute while Jimin finished what he was doing.

Jimin then stood up and picked up Mochi and held him in his arms as he walked over to me with a smile. As he got closer his smile slowly faded. "Are you OK?" he asked

The question made me want to break down and cry again, but I held it in. I wanted to tell Jimin what happened because he seemed to be the only person who really gave a shit about me. But if I told Jimin, would that really make a difference? Nothing will get better if I told him what just happened. I just nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Where should I start?"

Jimin hesitated and opened his mouth to say something but he stopped himself before sighing. He then walked past me and murmured "This way." As he walked out the door behind me. The first floor had the kitchen, living room, dining room, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. One bedroom belonged to Jimin, and the other belonged to Namjoon. Jimin showed me the places that I needed to clean and told me what to avoid. After Jimin showed me around the first floor, I cleaned without much of anything happening. Mochi and the Black cat, who I found out is named Kookie, were the only company I had as I worked and that was perfectly fine with me.

After cleaning the first floor, Jimin showed me to the second floor, which had five bedrooms belonging to the other five, and two bathrooms. There was also an attic where a large hot tub sat in a sunroom. A small sauna sat next to the hot tub and a small stereo system stood on a table. A couple of yoga mats were rolled up next to the table but there were no chairs in this room. It looked like a meditation room. Jimin explained that Taehyung asked for this, and he sometimes forces everyone to meditate.

I cleaned the second floor and the attic before heading back down to the basement. I put the cleaning supplies away and then walked over to the walk-in closet where my things now sat still in the suitcases. I hung up all of my clothes in the closet, which wasn't much. As for some of my personal items, I kept them in one of the suitcases that I stacked on top of the empty one. My phone was taken away from me, so I looked at a wristwatch that I had and it showed the time to be about 2 pm. I felt my stomach rumble with hunger, but my first priority right now is a shower. I gathered up a change of clothes, and my soap before heading over to the bathroom to shower. I made sure the doors were locked before I took off anything.

After taking the shower, I headed back upstairs to figure out what I was supposed to do now. As I neared the top of the stairs, I could hear Jin's voice. I stopped, not wanting to see him after what he did to me this morning. How could he have done that to me? His half-sister? I knew that I would never know or understand why.

I forced myself to climb those last few stairs until I reached the living room. I noticed that everyone was there except Hoseok and Taehyung, They must still be out doing whatever it is that they do.

I stood awkwardly in the doorway as I watched Jin and Jimin bring things from the kitchen to the dining room table I assumed that I would be eating separately again, so I made my way over to the kitchen island, careful as to not run over the small Pomeranian that was yipping at me and circling around my legs. I was about to sit down at the counter when I heard someone call out my name from the table.

I looked over to see Yoongi waving me over to the table. I walked over to the table and sat down between Jimin and Yoongi. I even had my own plate as well. It had a little bit more food than what my plate had this morning. There was a small chicken breast, a few veggies, and a small piece of bread.

"You will be coming to the restaurant with me tonight." Yoongi said as he began to fill up his plate. "And only eat what's on your plate. The place where you will work doesn't like chubby servers."

I looked down at my body. I never thought of myself as chubby. I used to be a chubby girl in middle school and high school, but I lost a lot of weight these past few years and now I thought I looked skinny. My boobs and my butt had a little extra cushioning, but I didn't consider them to be chubby. I just shrugged it off for now. A lot of people have unrealistic ideas of how a woman should look, but right now I wasn't in a position to argue. I just ate what was on my plate and sat there in silence as the others finished their food.

Once everyone was done eating, I was left to clean up the plates. As I stood at the sink cleaning the dishes I saw Yoongi walk over to me holding something black in his hands. "Here's your outfit for the restaurant. You'll have to get better shoes, but for now, just wear your best black heels. Be ready to leave by 3:30. Your shift starts at 4."

I nodded in silence and turned my attention back to the dishes. Once I finished, I dried off my hands and walked over to one of the chairs sitting at the kitchen island. Yoongi had put the black fabric on the back of the chair. It didn't look like much. It looked like a shirt. Am I supposed to wear pants with this?

I went downstairs to the closet and put on the black dress. It barely covered my butt, and my boobs were in danger of spilling out. Do I have to wear this to work? I look like a fucking hooker! I groaned, dreading the thought of being half-naked as I served in a restaurant that I haven't even seen yet. I didn't have much time to complain, so I quickly put some make-up on, brushed out my long, black hair, and put my heels on.

I walked back upstairs to find Yoongi dressed in a grey suit with his blonde hair gelled and brushed to the side. He looks more like a boss now than Namjoon did when I first met them yesterday. I walked up to him, biting my lip in a nervous manner.

"Is this suitable?" I asked shyly as I hugged my arms to my barely clothed body.

Yoongi's eyes looked over my body. He took a step closer to me and grabbed my arms. He peeled them off of my body and let them fall to my side.

"First of all, don't try to cover your body. The more confident you are, the more tips you get. Right now you need all of the extra money you can get."

Yoongi then walked around me, his eyes roaming all over my body. He stopped behind me and I felt his hands on my hips. His hands ran over the area where I had my underwear on.

"Also," he whispered into my ear. "Take off any unnecessary underwear. It makes your body look bumpy."

I wasn't prepared for what he did next. His hands slipped underneath my short dress and grabbed my panties. My breath hitched at the movement, but I didn't try to stop him. I would only get punished if I did. Yoongi slowly slid down my panties and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and bent down to pick them up. As I did, I felt Yoongi's hands return to my hips. I straightened back up only to be spun around to face Yoongi. A smirk played on his lips as he looked intensely at me. I felt him take my panties from my hand and put them in his pocket.

Does my bra have to go, too? That question was answered as I felt Yoongi's hands pull down the straps of my dress. I freed my arms from the straps and he pulled the dress down just below my breasts. His hands then wrapped around my back and unhooked my bra. My breasts drooped a little from the support suddenly disappearing. He slid my bra off and let it fall to the floor next to me. His eyes gazed at my bare breasts for a moment before his hands moved to pull the top of the dress back up. His hands rubbed against my breasts as he pulled it up. I put my arms back through the straps and adjusted the dress while Yoongi watched me with his intense eyes.

"Am I ready now?" I asked, feeling naked and uncomfortable already.

Yoongi smiled and nodded. "Yes, you are." He said before turning and walking out the door.

This is going to be a long night.