Chapter 8

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"It's almost 6 o'clock. Is everyone ready" I yelled receiving multiple 'yeses'.

The dinner is ready. The house looks presentable. I am ready. But what about the others? Yes they said their ready. But after living with them for a month, ready means they'll be ready in 10-20 minutes.

I was already ready, it was kind of awkward changing in the same room. But after I put on that red skin tight dress, I felt some eyes on me.

The door suddenly rang, it must be our guests, but why are they so early. I ran to the door, looking at myself before opening the door.

"Welcome, you guys must be SEVENTEEN. Please come in and make yourselves comfortable. I'll go let the boys know that you've arrived" I welcomed the 13 boys.

I swear boy-groups these days are getting bigger and bigger, at least there isn't an 18 member group. That would be to many.

I must say SEVENTEEN are looking good. They all have matching suits modified  in their own way. Some have long hair, some have short.

The hair colour was another story. Almost half the group had a natural colour like; blacks, browns or maybe even blonde. One even had red, but it looked natural.

Then the rest/others had outstanding colours like; pink and a weird shade of green-ish/black-ish/blue-ish tone.

All in all they were pretty handsome, and from the few videos and songs Minhyuk showed me they seem very talented.

"Excuse me, when are you gonna get the boys, it has been aproxsimently 2minutes, and all you've done is stare at us" The tall one with green-ish/black-ish/blue-ish hair asked.

"Oh I'm sorry, my mind was somewhere else" I apologised and quickly ran upstairs. But since good things never happen to me,  I tripped on the way.

Accepting my fate I closed my eyes, to let the cold floor catch me. But surprisingly it didn't happen. When I opened my eyes I was met with dark brown ones starring directly at me.

His gave was filled with warmth. I don't know how, but I felt so safe in his arms. Our little starring contest ended by someone clearing their throat.

I snapped out of the beautiful mans gaze to see who was trying to ruin our little moment. One word, Hoseok.

"Y/n go fetch us some drinks, since you're the maid" he growled emphasizing the word maid.

I didn't really get embarrassed, but more hurt over how he suddenly became so cold towards me.

"What would you guys like to have" I asked walking closer to the 19 seated men.

"Anything is fine with us" The dark haired one with the adorable smile said.

"Okay, Min could you help me carry the drinks out" I asked making my way to the kitchen.

"Minhyuk sit down. Let her do her job in peace" Hoseok growled forcing Minhyuk to sit down.

What has gotten into him? Why is he being such a jerk all of a sudden? It's so unlike him.

"I can help. Unlike some people I don't mind if she's just the maid" The blonde-ish/ brown-ish haired, who saved me earlier spoke up.

Hoseok looked like he had just fainted. His face was pale but you could feel the anger exuding from him.

Before Hoseok could say anything else, we had already began walking towards the kitchen arriving there shortly.

"I'm sorry for what you had to witness. I'm really thankful for what you said" I spoke up pouring the champagne into the glasses.

"Don't be, anyone with a heart would've step in. By the way I'm Vernon"

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So, so, so sorry for being inactive. I'll be uploading the whole weekend to make up for this.

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