High school is all working and never stoping, but we also have classes were we can have fun, and my favorite is Art. Why?? You ask...well because there's a sexy blond teacher assistant that comes into class everyday. I wait my whole entire day for that class to come and when it does.......

'It's amazing how easily the heart may fall in love. For some it takes a while, but for others it happens within seconds. But sometimes we must be aware on who we let into our lives. For there is always a side where it shows one's true colors.' Kim Jonghyun was a fourth year college student, and was struggling with being able to maintain his schooling, work, and even pay for his apartment. He receives a new job as a maid for a famous tailor, Kim Kibum. At first the job is what he expects, but then realizes he gets so much more than what he bargained for. + "So, all I have to do is clean and wash things? That should be fairly easy. I'll work my hardest!" Jonghyun promised, giving an eye smile." "But you'll be more than just a maid. Oh, so much more..." + A/N: Please note this story is a gay fan fiction, involving sexual, dark, and intimate themes. If these topics do make you uncomfortable in any way, please do not read. Also note, that these events and topic are NOT true. They are not based off the actual characters or off any true events. I do not own any of these characters either. If there is anything similar to my work, it is merely coincidental. This is my own work. This my first boyxboy story, so please be understanding and please give much love and support. - I do not tolerate discrimination, plagiarism, or hate given to this story. - Please read, comment, vote, and share! It's much appreciated. Thank you so much. ❤️ © Goofballnerd reserved 2016 Ranked #2 for tag: 'ontae' on 06/04/2018 Ranked #143 for tag: 'key' on 03/04/2020 Ranked #1 for tag 'bottomjonghyun' on 03/04/2020

Key has been inlove with Jonghyun since they were trainees. Just when he was about to confess his undying love to the elder, Jonghyun told them that he has a girlfriend that night. With a broken heart, Key excused himself in order to refrain himself from crying and went outside. That night, everything changed, especially Key.

I found myself looking at his perfectly bow shaped lips too long, and I was caught. I blushed a bit, and he smiled. I loved his smile. It was warm and comforting, just like the morning sun. It seemed to melt my heart like the sun melting ice on grass in the spring. I wanted to sit up with him, maybe tug on some of his golden hair, maybe caress his cheek, maybe kiss his lips. The more I looked at him, the more things I wanted to do with him. I wanted to go on a picnic, I wanted to take him down to the lake, I wanted to finally get him to shift. I wanted to get to know him more. I wanted him to be mine.