Maid [ BTS ]

[ 1 ] : The Introduction

A/N: Here it goes omg my first bts fanfic. Hope u guys enjoy!!!

❗️ TRIGGER WARNING ❗️
• Suicide and depression are mentioned

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Being fired from my job and kicked out of my apartment was not what I had in mind for a Monday. I guess that's what I get for not being able to pay rent 5 days after avoiding my notice to pay rent. Although, getting fired was not because of something I've done. My boss's wife found out that my boss had been jacking off to the thought of me, moaning my name-shiver-as he released his bodily fluids. How, you may ask? Well, it's simple, he caught her yet...blamed me.

I shook my head as I stared at the gate in front of me. I waved the grab driver good bye and thanked him for his service before staring at my bags on the floor. A wave of regret suddenly splashed unto me. Fuck, why did I bring so much stuff? Then again, the thought of going back to my apartment to grab the rest of my stuff sounds more of a chore than carrying all of them in one go.

Sigh.

Life is hard.

There seems to be no doorbell around this big ass gate- that or I'm just too stupid and poor to figure out. I fished my phone out of my back pocket and checked my messages.

From: Kim Seokjin
"Leave a message when you're here. I'll tell the guards to let you in. :)"

I took a deep breath, irritation spreading throughout my body as I recall the last moments I had with my past boss. His wife had always hated me, like I was responsible for the insecurities she had because her husband was unfaithful. I defended myself, of course, though I kept it from going anywhere that could cause a serious argument out of respect (since they were a lot older than I was). Honestly, I wouldn't mind being away from the household permanently, it was just that I had no source of income anymore having no job. Looking down at my phone, I let my fingers slide through the keyboard to send my reply.

To: Kim Seokin
"Good morning! I'm here."

Send.

I looked around, gazing at my surroundings and taking it in. I got lucky I landed this job, though not many really dreams to become a maid. I have taken care of my mom ever since I was 16 because my dad died and she suffered from clinical depression after his passing. It took a large toll on us because she stopped working and stopped taking care of herself, and although I finished high school, I was not able to attend university. I had to take care of her because she had gotten to the point where she refused to do anything anymore. I had to get a job, 2 to 3 at the time, just so we would have food to eat and would be able to pay the bills.

After 3 whole years, my mom lost herself. She refused all the therapy I had wanted her to go through to help her. She didn't want to be helped. She gave up-no, she wanted to leave because she had no reason to live anymore. I know I shouldn't, but I held a small grudge towards her for neglecting me. It's selfish, it's so selfish for me to think that but I can't lie that it's so hard not to think like that. I loved her and it felt like I lost both of my parents when my dad died. I didn't cry when she died. I didn't know what to feel. All I know is that I'll always love her and miss her.

A minute had passed and the doors of the large gate had opened. I could see a glimpse of the house from here, but not it's entirety. Three huge, scary men stood behind the gate, one of them asked, "Are you Min Haru?" to which I responded, "Yes!".

They grabbed my bags and told me to follow them, walking on the road up the small hill. The house that was covered by trees (view from the gate) is slowly unraveled as we walk closer towards it. The house was huge, and I should know since those 6 boys lived here.