If I knew that taking on this mission would require me to be a servant, I would have never agreed to it. I can't turn back now, it will be humiliating. I fought my chief for this mission, if I go back he'd think I'm to weak to handle it. Sorry chief, I'm not going to give you pleasure of looking down on me.
I headed up the stairs towards my room, the direction not so kindly yelled out by Jungkook. My mouth was already a gape by looking at my room door but as I looked inside, I was completely awe struck.
It was beautiful, a cherry wood bed with matching night stands on either side, all of it placed on the right side wall. The bed faced the left wall which had two doors, I believe one is the bathroom and the other one the closet. The wall in front of me had two windows and a door which lead to the balcony.
The curtains where matching with my bed sheet, black and pink floral design, a writing table near the balcony door. My suitcase and cartons were already present in the room but sadly I don't have time to unpack or rest. I have to wash a certain idiot's clothes.
I headed towards his room, the direction was obviously, also yelled at me by Mr. Jung freaking Kook. The door was already open so I didn't bother to knock and went straight in. His room was beautiful as well, simple. Same cherry wood bed set, but he had black bed sheets.
Rather than two windows he had one large window which almost covered the whole wall in front of me. I can see the balcony outside but I saw no door. Wait....oh my god, the window is a large glass door! - I stood there just admiring the glass door, unable to look away from it.
My nose begins to tingle again, I've noticed this house has a lot of dust, and my gut tells me that I will be the one assigned to get rid of all the dust..sigh. I prepare myself for what is about to happen, I honestly can't sneeze in a feminine, cute way. My sneeze is sure to give someone a mini heart attack.
My sneeze comes and I let it go instantly. As I released it, someone on my left let out a scream. I turn towards that sound and see a surprised Jungkook, one hand on his chest, the other on the wall to steady himself.
His eyes looked at me in complete shock as he tried to regain his breathing. "Can..you..sneeze..like a normal..person?!" he yells between breaths. "I'm very sorry, but I can't" I smile at him. I feel so good seeing his scared look, though it would have been better if he had an heart attack. "Why didn't you knock" Jungkook asks. "Your door was wide open so I--" "So I barged in without permission!" Jungkook interrupts me. I roll my eyes and don't say anything.
"Don't roll your eyes at me missy! This behavior is not acceptable at all, do you understand?" he shouts at me. He reminds me of my dad, he scolds me the same way. The last time he scolded me was...I push away this thought as I felt my eyes pleading to release the tears. "Where is the laundry basket?" I ask him emotionlessly.
"Were you even listening?" he asks in anger. "No. Tell me where the laundry basket is so I can leave this depressing room" I ask him again. His eyes widen, he thinks about arguing but doesn't say anything. He points to the room behind him and I waste no time in heading towards that room.
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When Jungkook said "clothes" I thought he meant 3 to 4 pairs that I'd have to wash, but no! He meant a huge, 18 inch laundry basket which was overflowing with dirty, stinky, sweaty and disgusting clothes.
He made me carry it all the way to my room because according to Jungkook "it'll leave marks on the tiles if I dragged it!" So he'd prefer not to have marks on the tiles but prefer it'd be better if I'd break my back, wonderful just wonderful...*note my sarcasm*
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Fanfikce"Do you trust me?" I asked his trembling form, my gun aimed at his head. He says nothing but his eyes tell me he is ready for whatever is about to happen. I weakily smile and fire my last bullet at my old friend, Jeon Jungkook. "I missed you," were...
