"My name is Jung Hoseok, by the way"he said as we got to his car.
I hummed.
A man got out of the drivers seat and opened the passenger seat door for Hoseok, then open the back seat door for me.
After that we were in our way.
Hoseok constantly glanced at me from the mirror, watching me fiddle with my fingers.
"How old are you Y/N?"he said swiping at his phone.
"Twenty one"
He hummed in response.
"How long have you been a homeless peasant?"he said with disgust.
I scoffed.
"Ok, look mr.ceo, you don't have to be an asshole about a situation I can't help"
"Yea, yea, stop getting offended and answer my questions"
I huffed and crossed my arms, which didn't go unnoticed.
"Awe, that's cute"he smiled.
Then it dropped to an annoyed expression.
"Now answer my fucking question"
"16"
"Hm?"
"Ive been a 'homeless peasent' since I was 16" I spoke with Shame laced in my voice.
He looked back down at his phone.
Silence filled the air, It felt like an itchy damp shirt that I couldn't get off.
But suddenly I had some questions of my own.
"What about you?"
He looked at me with confusion.
"What about me?"
"Your life, how did you grow up?"
"With a silver spoon"he typed away on his iPhone.
"I can see it"I mumbled as I turned to look out the window.
Suddenly a huge mansion came into my veiw.
My mouth dropped slowly until it hit the floor.
Hoseok glanced at me from the mirror, then scrunched his face with disgust.
"Close your mouth peasant, you look like an idiot"
"Ok, can you stop calling me peasant?"I said with anger.
"I don't have to"
"Your a spoilt brat"I spat.
He gasped with sarcasm.
"Oh fuck, you take that back right now"
The car parked on the circle driveway, a fountain in the middle spouting water by the gallon.
"Wow, your liveing the dream hobi"
"The fuck- hobi? Don't call me that"he scoffed as the door was opened for him by the driver.
"Don't call me a peasant and I'll not call you hobi"I said once I was also out of the car.
"Fine I won't call you peasant"
I smiled.
"I'll call you a hobo"
My smile fell to the ground as my jaw dropped.
"Now wait just a minute"I said.
"Your darn diddly doing me some anger"
He looked at me with a snarl.
"Your grammar is terrible, i expect none the less from a peasant hobo"
I rolled my eyes as we walked up the steps.
The giant double doors opened with grace, to men greeting Hoseok as he walked thru.
He stopped infront of the man at the left.
"Taehyung, show her to the maid corters, oh and get her a uniform"
Taehyung bowed, then Hoseok walked away.
I stared at taehyung.
'what a babe'
He smiled as he saw me.
"Y/N? He informed us of a new maid, but I didn't think you'd be so cute"he grinned a body grin.
I blushed.
"H-how?"
"Oh, he txted everyone"he chuckled.
"I'll show you your room"
We began walking down a long hallway, white with paintings lining the walls.
I whistled, causing taehyung to chuckle.
"Its quite the veiw, seeing all this fancy stuff, when I started here, I was amazed to"
At the end of the hall was a staircase leading to the maids corters.
"So, I'll be down here?"
"Oh, no, you have a room upstairs, your the only one that lives here, because of your, uhm...situation"he smiled a sad smile.
I know he was trying not to be rude, but it was still embarrassing.
He showed me the laundry room and storage room, and gave me a schedule along with my uniform.
"You, will basically be his personal maid, always at his side when he's home"he spoke as he brought me back upstairs.
He showed me hoseoks room, then brought me to my room that, surprisingly, hoseok was waiting in.
"Alright tae, get back to work"he said as he typed on his phone.
Taehyung looked at me with a smile.
"See you Y/N, good luck"
I smiled and waved as he walked away.
Then it was silent, except for the obnoxious typing sound from hoseok's phone.
Then he stopped and looked at me.
"I'm assuming you don't have a phone?"
I shook my head in shame, it really was embarrassing.
"I txted one of my workers to buy you one and bring it here, so now we will go shopping"
He ask walking to the door.
"Shopping?"I questioned.
He scoffed, then turned to look at me.
"You barely have anything, peasant, why else would we go shopping?"
I rolled my eyes and followed him downstairs.
Geuss we're going shopping.
