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Chapter Four

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|{Master}|

Tonight wasn't a very busy night at the club. You stand behind the bar resting your head on your palm as your elbow rests on the bar. You wipe off the counter slowly as you think to yourself.

Your father acted like he was fine but it sure didn't seem like he was. At least Chunhei didn't notice the odd behavior. Your mother had seemed very affected but played it off as if she wasn't.

Every chance you get with your father, you make sure to spend it as if it's your last. Of course it saddens you to think that way but life's hard. It will never give you a break.

"Hey Y/n you alright?" A voice asks behind you. You turn to see Jackson it seems that, that's the most kindness he's ever given you.

"It's could be better but thanks for asking." You smile at him. He scoffs, "Yah, I don't care now actually wipe the bar better, no slacking off." He walks off.

You scrunch your eyebrows and rest your head in your arms, looking down. "Y/n." You hear a familiar voice call out. You look up to see Hoseok with a bright smile on his face. "Hoseok! Why are you here?" You ask.

"For you." He slurs his words, you could tell he's drunk. Although his smile was still prominent. You oddly blush at his behavior.

"Hoseok you shouldn't be here, your drunk and alone." You said getting out from behind the bar. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you to one of the back rooms. "Hoseok, let me go!" You yelled as you tried to fight him off of you.

He threw you onto the nasty red velveted seat. His face turned dark, his once bright smile changed into an evil smirk. His eyes didn't shine anymore.

He pins your wrists down and kisses you. His kiss hungry for more. You struggle beneath him but at the same time you let him kiss you. He lets you go and backs away as he licks his lips.

You stand up from the couch, "Hoseok, let me take you home."

"No, you can't leave me again!" He yelled leaving you confused. Again? You thought to yourself. You just blocked it out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him along with you.

You took him outside of the bar. "Hoseok, I won't tolerate you acting weird like this." He starts sobbing erratically, "D-Don't leave me." He puts his hands in his face. It hurt you to watch him cry, even if you didn't know him that well.

It was probably just the alcohol talking but you gave in. "Don't worry Hobi, I won't leave you." He looks back up at you and smiles, obviously loving the nickname you gave him. It just sounded right to you.

"Let me take you home." You say and he nods. You hope Jackson didn't mind, your shift was practically over anyways. You walk Hoseok all the way up to the huge doors.

You were about to leave him until he grabbed your hand, "Stay a little longer." He begged with unforgiving eyes. You sighed, knowing you were going to give in again. That boy does something to you.

He holds your hand as he leads you into the house. You could smell a beautiful pine aroma. Your instantly greeted by the other six boys eyeing you suspiciously. You let go of Hoseok's hand and bow to them, "Hello."

"What's that outfit for?" Yoongi asks looking you up and down. You could tell the rest were. The only who knew where you worked was Jimin and you had to fight him off from 'letting' you keep the job.

You were also confused on why Yoongi asked this. He didn't care for you, you thought he found you annoying. You finally responded, "My job."

Jin raises an eyebrow and questions you, "But you have a job here." You look down not wanting to explain why you have two jobs.

You feel a presence come up to you. You look up to see Namjoon. He speaks, "So your a bartender, where exactly?"

"Why do you need to know my personal life?" You harshly say, making sure to direct it to all of them, "I'm just your maid, nothing more."

Yoongi rolls his eyes and pokes his inner cheek with his tongue, "Why are you saying these infernal things?" He asks.

"They are not infernal! And if you think the truth is annoying then that's your problem." You spit out. You try to calm yourself down so you don't lose the job. Although you think you might've. Your just so sick of these boys trying to get into your personal life.

"Fine." Jin spoke up, "Don't worry, from now on we'll treat you just like a maid."

For some reason Jin just saying that hurt you but you ignored it and nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow." You said before you left the house.

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You swear you spent the whole night chatting with your mom about the stupidest things. Although you found it sad that the night was over as you arrived back to abnormally sized house in front of you.

"Here we go again." You mumble to yourself. "Y/n!" You hear a voice yell beside you and you jump. You turn to look back at Jihoon. "Jihoon, you seriously need to stop doing that!" You yell as you fake clutch your heart.

He smiles, "I'm sorry, it's just the best time to scare you after you mumble to yourself." You just playfully roll your eyes as you both walk up to the door together.

He opens it and lets you in. Jihoon waves bye to you as he runs off to another part of the large building. You walk farther into the house until something stops you, well someone.

"Y/n I'm so sorry about last night." The frowning Hoseok says in front of you. You smile accepting his apology, "It's okay, you were drunk and you had no idea what you were doing." You said to make him feel better.

"But I knew what I was doing, and I enjoyed it and I bet somewhere inside of you, did too." He spoke clearly without a hesitation. You froze and just stood there silent, unsure of what to do next.

Someone called you and you nervously laughed at Hoseok, "I uhm got to see who that is." You said before rushing away from Hoseok to the noise.

You enter a room that's has a piano and notebooks piled everywhere. "You called?" You look over to Yoongi who's sitting on his bed. He nods, "Yeah, and remember to knock."

"Alright." You said taking a mental note. His face had a mischievous look and you just stared at him.

"Yoongi, what is it you need?" You asked. He chuckles, "My name is Master." You looked at him in disbelief. "Your kidding?" You said with a giggle at the end.

"You said you wanted to be treated like a maid, that means I'm your Master." He says blankly. You just frown, "That's not-"

"Do you want to keep this job or not?" He said cutting you off. You nod.

"Yes Master."