Housemaid 'Her' ✓

15

"Do it faster."

"I'm tired! Just put it in already!"

"Do you want me to punish you even more?"

"Take it up and down and deeper."

"I want them... handwashed," he said as he stood by the doorframe, a cup of tea on his hand as he looked at me, a merciless look on his face. He was already wrapped in a velvet bathrobe.

I was in one of those bathrooms with three different washing machines and two dryers. I rolled my eyes as I let out a yawn, it was currently 2 in the morning and here I am... handwashing shirts.

"What do you need these shirts for anyway? You don't even wear them to work," I mumbled as I looked at him and he rolled his eyes. I was washing a bundle of his white shirts.

"You see... I wear them to bed. And my shirts need to be handwashed because my skin doesn't deserve such non-handwashed pajamas when I go to sleep, it gives me a rash and it makes my skin look bad," he replied.

I rolled my eyes before squeezing the wet shirt as I started to clean everything up.

"I'm soaking these in detergent for awhile. I'll drain these tomorrow morning and dry it outside," I said as I slowly stood up, placing the wet basin of clothes on the washing machine.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I raised a brow, whilst walking outside and looking at the figure infront of me.

He was there, infront of the mirror, a phone infront of his face as he started smiling infront of it.

"Weren't you screaming like a hyena just thirty minutes go?" I asked as I looked at him, and he glanced at me before giving me a sour face.

"Haven't you heard of.....

...Instagram star?" He asked as he turned his body towards me, posing with his hand under his chin.

"Basically, I'm a famous guy with the handsome looks, and I have fans. Do you have fans? You're lucky you get to have this face everyday," He asks as he continues to aim the camera at himself.

"I have electric fans," I rolled my eyes before crossing my arms.

"I wonder what hashtag I should go with today... #slapped #redforehead or #justfainted," he hummed and I glared at him before turning my heel towards my room.

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RING! RING! RINGGG!

I ripped the covers of me. My vision was still blurry as I slowly sat up straight, and I looked around with half closed eyes whilst scratching my hair that was all over the place.

I got out of the bed before taking my towel and walkng towards the bathroom, and I close the door and locked it before stripping my clothes and walking in the shower.

After cleaning up and brushing my teeth, I walked outside, a towel wrapped around my body as another towel was wrapped on my wet hair.

Then, my eyes caught something.

It was a box.

And it was a flat, white one with a note on it.

"Wear this. It's your uniform."

-your gorgeous boss, Jin

I crumpled the paper before sighing deeply, taking the cover off of the box and looking at what was inside of it.

It was a sky blue dress with a white apron and and it was paired with some sky blue slippers that came with it.

Pretty cute. Man has taste after all.

I smiled before taking the uniform with me, changing to it.

-

I walked downstairs, it was currently 6:30 and what I've read in the guidlines is that Seokjin goes to work around 8:30 in the morning, and he drives his way there.

There was no one in the huge living room, and I made my way to kitchen beside my room before taking a pan out and heating it on the electric stove.

Oh, and did I mention his kitchen looked like 5-star chef's personal kitchen?

I take out the bowl of rice before placing it on the wooden tray. I put in the ingredients needed for some kimchi stew as I walked to the kimchi fridge to take out the box of kimchi.

As I put all the ingredients in, I stirred the contents before taking another bowl and putting in the stew, before putting it beside the bowl of rice.

Then, I took a coffee powder mix before placing it in the coffee machine, and I placed a mug under the machine before pressing a few buttons, and I smiled as the aroma of fresh coffee filled the air.

"Something smells good," a voice echoed in the house and I sighed before placing the finished mug of coffee on the tray. And I took it with both hands on the each side before lifting it up and making my way to the dining room.

Seokjin was already seated on the dining room. It was a long table with long chairs, it's looked like it was purely made for rich people.

I placed the tray infront of him and he looks down at it, before sniffing it, then looking back at me.

"What is this?" He asked as he gives me a questionable look.

"That's kimchi stew, with rice, perfect for breakfast," I said as I looked at him.

"What's kimchi stew?"

My eyes widened as I looked at him. I was speechless. This man, who's one of the richest men in Korea doesn't know what kimchi stew is?

"Seriously? Kimchi stew is literally a common dish here! How could you have kimchi but not try kimchi stew?" I asked as I looked at him in disbelief.

"I do eat kimchi, my mother told me it was a side dish. But I never really knew this kind of stew exists," he said as he looks at it.

"Then, what do you eat?" I ask as I stare at him.

"Caviar, steak, french soufflé, fresh
caesar salad from Canada, and many more dishes... our family chef all the way from France does all that," he says as he looks at me.

"I never knew I could meet a guy who literally eats money," I replied and he shrugs his shoulders.

"By the way, did you follow the salt chart?" He asked and my jaw hung as I looked at him.

"What salt chart?" I replied.

"You know, the amount of salt I want in each dish? I pasted it in the wall yesterday! My doctor told me I needed it to stay healthy," he said and I looked at him disbelief.

A salt chart, amazing!

"You're literally crazy, I mean too much salt isn't good and we can estimate it by the way we cook, but a salt chart?" I ranted.

Buzzz!

"I'll go get it, excuse me, sir," I said as I narrowed my eyes at him, bowing as I made my way to the code and CCTV that was installed beside the door to check who it was.

"Good Morning! Is someone there?"

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(UNEDITED)

A/N:

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