His Maid | Kim Taehyung

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"Welcome to our café, master" you said and bowed to the costumer who immediately blushed.

You led him to the table, passed him the menu and walked away. You could feel he was unable to take his eyes off you.

"He probably thinks you're in the menu" Yiren said and laughed.

Yiren was working there too, she was an extremely cute girl, and she was charming even outside work. She was such a good friend, but unfortunately she wasn't studying at your school.

"Whatever" you murmured and sighed. There were many costumers today.

"What are you gonna do with this Taehyung? He keeps messing around with you" she said. Of course you were always telling her about your troubles in school.

"I don't know, he's a pain in the ass. He's pissing me off non-stop."

"I heard there's a mask prom soon at your school. How about we go?"

You didn't even bother thinking about it.

"No."

"It's not just to have fun, Y/N. Think about it, it could be your perfect chance to shut this boy's mouth forever"

You stared at her.

"Tell me"

You looked so different when working, with your maid costume and cute smile. It was so unlike your usual appearance. But working there was pretty pleasant, especially when having Yiren with you.

But you really wished no one else would find out about it.
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The party came two nights later. And you had only one dress for special occasions, but Yiren insisted on giving you one.

You didn't like the idea of going there. You would be with such feminine appearance in front of your classmates, you felt kind of embarrassed. Even though there was no reason to feel like that.

You were so used to wearing your brother's old clothes, you didn't want to know how people would react seeing you dressed like that. You wished they wouldn't have to find out the person under the mask.

"You're gorgeous" Yiren said and winked at you. She was gorgeous too, like always.

She gave you the mask you'd wear. You took it in your hands, realizing it was hiding a large part of your face. It was black, like your dress. Yiren on the other hand, was dressed in white.

"I'm not sure about this..." you said as you looked yourself in the mirror.

Your curves were pointed out with this dress, your lips under the mask red, your hair silky and carefully combed. Your eyes, captivating.

You liked yourself, you liked what you were seeing. But you weren't sure you wanted to show other people too.

"Too late now. The plan is a plan."

You walked outside your room with her. You saw your brother, Namjoon, smiling at you, standing outside your door.

"Is this really my sister!?" he exclaimed surprised. "Great job, Yiren"

Yiren blushed. She was always doing that when your brother was complimenting her.

"You could come too" she said but he nodded in no.

"I've been too busy lately, sorry. And high school proms are not for me. Have fun, girls, and take care."

He waved goodbye and you left him behind.

As soon as you stepped outside, Yiren winked at you.

"You look like the goddess of seduction. Make him remember this prom forever"