Seventeen Imagines III

#06 "Special Hot Bun" (one shot story)

Wonwoo

When I was young, my favorite food is special hot bun. Receiving special things made me happy because it makes me feel the same. But the importance I felt for myself had been shattered when I and my older sibling were abandoned by our own parents. They flew somewhere far to avoid their debts.

"Wonwoo, stay there okay? I'll be back," my older sibling said before walking away.

Because we don't have enough money to pay for house rent and our relatives didn't accept us, my sibling and I had to live in street.

I wait for my sibling for many hours: Two, three... four... until the sun rose from the East. That's how I realized that my sibling did abandon me too.

In times when you have nothing, everyone will leave. Why? Because you aren't special.

16 years had passed. I'm 25 years old right now. My name changed from Wonwoo to Beanie. It was when the authority saw me unconscious on the street. Because I wasn't speaking that time, they named me. For now, I survive alone by being a driver of a rich household.

"Beanie, my family and I will go to HongKing nextweek," my boss, Chael, said. I looked at him through the front mirror. "Noted sir," I replied.

There are times when I can't help but to get jealous to sir Chael. He has happy family, his wife is kind and they were blessed with two kids. Because of wealth, his family can buy anything they want, go to anywhere and eat delicacies. If my family wasn't broken, can I also experience those luxuries? I've already erased this wish from a very long time ago.

"Beanie, this is (Y/n). She is our new maid," Ma'am introduced. Sir Chael's wife pointed the woman who was preparing meal on their table. She's cute and I think, she's a little bit older than me.

"Hello," (Y/n) greeted me with a smile. For unknown reason, I felt happy the first time I've saw her. Very weird~

(Y/N) and I went along very well. She is very talkative, unlike me who's always been quiet. Because I am the family's drive, I always ate with her on the same table for lunch and dinner. Until... yeah, I fell in love.

"Beanie, stopped it. I can't wash the dishes," she complained as hugged her from behind.

"Madam and her family in on vacation. You don't need to work so hard," I whispered while my chin is on her shoulder. I tried to sniff her neck but she was tickled by it.

"Beanie!" she chuckled. As soon as she looked back, I snatched a peck. Her cheeks flushed in red as she shyly said, "You are so clingy, where's the old shy Beanie I know?"

"Hmmm," I mumbled. Staring at her face as if I am not wasting any time, I smiled. If Chael's family went back, the two of us will be very busy again.

"I'm curious about something," she blurted out of a sudden.

"About what?"

"About your name. You told me before that you got it from your orphanage. Why did they name you as Beanie?"

First, I dropped my eyes on the floor. "Hmmm," I mumbled. "I'm not talking that much when I was young. But they heard me laughed while watching Mr. Bean cartoon. That's why I got this name. Very funny? Right?"

(Y/n) chuckled. "No." She cupped my cheek using her hand with bubbles on it, which made me frowned. "It's cute." Then she kissed my lips.

Our relationship with (Y/n) went strong that I came to the point when I wanted to build my own family with her. Although I still have my trauma ever since my family left me.