Tzuyu and Me (Tzuyu X Reader)

Chapter 11

"Let's take the bus, it'll draw less attention."

"Okay," Tzuyu replied, walking briskly to keep up with me.

We were on the way to the kid's home, and I knew that his parents were at work during that time.

I just wanted to get it done as soon as possible.
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"Is this the place?" Tzuyu questioned, looking at the large apartment.

"Yep," I said, walking up the steps and into the lobby.

"This kid's family must be very rich," she added, noticing the grandeur of the lobby alone.

"They are, and I don't really like them."

"Why not?"

"The parents aren't very good at showing their appreciation," My eye twitched, remembering how they acted like I never existed.

"Stay close, you never know what tricks he might pull when you're up close and without a bodyguard."

I took her hand in mine, when I felt it suddenly rise in temperature.

"Are you nervous?" I asked, feeling her hand.

"Well, yeah," her voice was shaky.

"Don't be."

I opened the door into their apartment, twisting the key.

We walked into the living room, where I saw him and his little brother.

"Go to your room, now," I ordered the little brother, to which I was greeted with instant obedience when he picked up his toys and rushed into his room.

"Remember me?"

"The babysitter," the pervert replied. "And Tzuyu?"

"Hey!" I raised my voice. "Eyes on me, asshole."

"Uh, yes, sir!" He surprisingly sat up on the couch.

"Open your phone and give it to me, right now."

He quickly took his phone from his right-hand pocket and entered the passcode and handed it to me.

I opened up his photo gallery, not surprised with what I found.

A video and screenshots showing a low angle of Tzuyu's skirt, showing her black shorts underneath.

I could almost feel how disgusted she was just by pure instinct.

"Why the hell is this still in your phone?"

"Well, you see," he started to chuckle.

I was starting to get seriously pissed. "What!?" I shouted.

"I- I'm in love with Tzuyu!" He blurted out.

I turned back to see Tzuyu's disappointed face. She's probably used to hearing people say that they're in love with her.

"I just wanted some good pictures of her, and I know that it doesn't look innocent, but still!" He continued.

"Shut up!" I zipped his mouth. "You're not in love with her."

"I'm not?"

"He's not?" Tzuyu finally spoke.

"No. You're just in love with the idea of being in love with a superstar as gorgeous as her. You don't know anything about her aside from what you see on the internet."

The kid looked down at his knees, clearly ashamed.

I tried to sooth my nerves and sat down beside him. I also put my arm around him, patting him on the shoulder.

"Listen, kid. I know what puberty is like. Your hormones go wild. But please," he looked up at me. "Don't be a pervert. What if you have a daughter or a girlfriend someday? How would you feel?"

"You're right," he said. I was glad he understood.

"Now, be a gentleman and apologise to Tzuyu," I said, and he nervously stood up, to which he turned to Tzuyu, albeit with his face still pointing down.

"I'm sorry, miss. My behaviour was unacceptable, and I acknowledge my mistake. I promise never to do it again. Please forgive me."

Tzuyu gave a heavy sigh before replying.

"I forgive you," she smiled, and the kid looked up and smiled back.

"Hey, make sure you delete every trace of that footage," I butted in.

"Y-yes, sir!"
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We were walking back to the dorm when Tzuyu suddenly tapped me on the back and asked:

"Do you think I'm gorgeous?"