The next morning I made my way to Taehyung's place early at 9 in the morning. What a great thing to do to start off my day on a Saturday.

Lucky our homes were not that much of a distance. But I still couldn't believe he lives in such a gorgeous place, he's rich and I never knew that.

It took me quite some time to find his house because I was almost lost in the middle of the big houses. I walked straight until I saw the familiar white rooftop and the same blue Maserati parked infront of the house.

I rang the bell and yelled his name a few times but the gate didn't open. Frustrated, I looked to my left and right and around me. There was no one looking. I carefully climbed up the gate and to the other side, just hoping no CCTVs caught that.

I ran up to the door and knocked it several times. "KIM TAEHYUNG OPEN THE DOOR BEFORE I- ohmigosh!"

The door opened and I saw a half naked Taehyung with just his pyjama pants on. His hair was messy and his eyes were only half opened. Clearly, he just woke up.

Seeing the horrible sight, I covered my eyes and turned away.

"What time is it now," he asked with his morning voice. Holy.

"9AM," I answered, "GET SOME CLOTHES ON."

I was still looking away when I was pulled into the house, then he slammed the door close. I gasped and pressed my back against the wall when he came close to me. I grabbed the umbrella nearby and tried to protect myself.

He sighed. "What are you doing here?"

I stayed silent because he was too close. He realised it and stood away in a safe distance.

"We're s-suppose to discuss about the H-Humanities project..." I stuttered while replying and slowly put the umbrella away.

He frowned but his eyes were still sleepy. "Whatever, come up."

"Can we just do the discussion at the living room?" I asked.
"Shut up I like my room better," he said and went up while I reluctantly followed him from behind.

His room was in a mess. His bed was like a snake habitat and clothes were strewn all over the floor.

But something caught my attention. There was a cute lion stuffed toy on his bed. Probably he hugged it to sleep. He was picking up his box of cigarettes while I secretly went up to his bed and picked up the soft toy.

"YAH DON'T TOUCH MR L-" He stopped me. Frowning, he dropped his box of cigarettes as he stomped towards me and snatched the soft toy away. "Mr Lion?" HAGGAGAHAHA! Bad Boy Taehyung hugs a soft toy to sleep. I chuckled so hard that I fell to the floor, still laughing.

"Yah! Is it a crime to hug a soft toy to sleep?!" He ranted.

His image right now, half naked with pyjama pants, messy hair and a beautiful morning voice. Seems manly, but the soft toy ruined it all.

After a good 6 minutes laughter, I stopped but was still trying my best to hold it in because Taehyung was sitting on his bed, hugging his lion stuffed toy while pouting.

"Alright little boy go wash up, we need to do some work," I said.
"Whatever, mom," he replied and went to the bathroom.

I went down to the kitchen and was bored. I decided to make some toasted bread and omelette since I haven't had a breakfast yet. Even so, Taehyung was still not done showering.

I put the plate of omelette and toast on the table and he finally came down wearing a plain white shirt and a new pair of pyjama pants with banana prints on it. Him being at home is a big contrast with him being at school.

"Yah, how can you cook without asking my permission. What if the kitchen catches on fire," he said while still drying his hair with a towel.

"Atleast I made breakfast," I said and sat down and he did too.

"Did you put poison in this," he said and sniffed the toast.

"I didn't," I replied. He picked up his chopsticks and ate the omelette. "But I did put some poison in the omelette," I said and chuckled.

He stepped on my foot under the table. "YAH! What was that for?!" I yelled.

He ignored me and continued eating.

When we were done eating, Taehyung got up and burped loudly. "You go clean all that up," he said and sat on the couch, turning on the television.

"Yah! You! Eishh this kid," I sighed and picked up the plates and dumped them in the dishwasher. I washed my hands and went to the living room where Taehyung was.

I sat on the couch opposite him.

"Ay Hyejin," he called.
"Hmm?"
"How'd you get to my door when the gate's locked and you don't know the password to the gate?" He asked.

I gulped. "Well um, uh..."

He sat up straight and stared at me.

"Explain," he said.
"Well I just um-"
"Truthfully."

I awkwardly stared on the floor and looked back at him. "Fine, I climbed up the gate."

He chuckled.

"But there's no security cameras right?" I asked.
"Of course there is, Pabohyejin," he scoffed.

"WHAAAT?"
"There's one at the top front of my door and it records the front gate and also ensures the Maserati's safe," he said, "I can watch Hyejin's parkour in action while she climbs over the gate, and then send it to the police and charge you for trespassing."

I gasped. "NONONONO PLEASE DONT."

He laughed. "Alright, chill. How about I just tell my parents about it?"

"PLEASE DON'T OMG PLEASE DELETE IT OFF WHEREVER THE FOOTAGE IS SAVED," I begged.

He continued laughing at the desperate me. "Oh look how desperate Lee Hyejin is right now," he teased.

"Please delete it somehow I won't do it again. I'll do anything you ask me to!" I went up to him and begged again. As much as I hate begging to someone like him, I know he'll make use of that kind of opportunity to sabotage my life one way or another. It may be possible for him to send the footage to the people in school and I will be doomed.

"Anything?" He smirked and I gulped.

He thought for awhile and bit his lip. "You have to be a servant for me. If I tell you to clean up something, you do it, and so on."

"YAH! HOW CAN YOU-"
"Okay I'll get to the security room to checkout the footage on the computer now," he said.

"NONONONO. Ugh fine whatever," I gave up and folded my arms. He gave an evil smile and simply walked up to his room.

I followed him up. "Can we please just start on our project discussion," I said.

"Yeah, after you clean up my room," He said.

I sighed.

"Taehyung? Please? Just get this project done first and I'll clean up your room afterwards okay," I made the deal. He nodded and we sat at his messy study table.

I did 95% of the work, jotting down notes while he was close to dozing off to sleep, murmuring his stupid ideas.

An hour later we were done and it was about 11am.

"Done!" I said and cracked my knuckles, satisfied with my work.

"Good, now clean my room," he said and went out of his room.

I whined. I planned to get home early to watch Korean dramas. But because I was afraid the footage might get spread, I was forced to clean up his bedroom.

I wiped my sweat as I vacuumed his room and put his things in order, his dirty underwear and clothes in the laundry basket and his manga on the shelves.

45 minutes or so passed and I was finally done. The room was spick and span and I brushed dust off my hands.

Just then, Taehyung came up and saw his room. "Woaaah... you make a good servant," he said an looked around the clean room.

"Whatever I want to go home now," I said and grabbed my bag, running down to the door and went out of the house. Just then, a thought hit me. I turned to the door and searched for any security cameras.

As much as I looked, I didn't see any security cameras around. That Taehyung must've cheated me.

Stupid little kid.