Monster Love [21+] - Taehyung FF - NEW VERSION *[REDRAFT IN PROCESS]*

Chapter 12 - Chocolate Kisses

Author's PoV

"Hi!"
The maid turned around stopping from whisking the chocolate sauce as she heard the mellow voice. She was met with an innocent smiley face peaking into the kitchen through the doorway.
"Miss y/n..."
With a surprised smile she bowed.
"Goodmorning Miss y/n! How can I help you?"
She said wiping her hand on the towel.
Y/n rolled her eyes and bowed back.
"Didn't I tell you not to speak to me like I am some sort of princess. You can talk to me normally, I'm just a normal girl".
She walked in and leaned against the worktop as her round eyes busily looked around.
"I am sorry Miss, I'm afraid I'm not comfortable doing that. Also master V wouldn't like it".
"Urgh! Forget him, He's not even here. Is he gone to work?"
"Yes, he left early today."
She replied grabbing the whisk again.
"Hmm...what are you making?"
Y/n tilted her head looking into the bowl.
"strawberry and chocolate cheesecake, Master V's favourite".
"Oooh nice...Can I help you?""
"Oh no! I'll be ok. Please don't strain yourself."
"Ajumma! Please...I'm so bored".
She pouted with puppy eyes.
"But Miss y/n, you shouldn't be..."
"Please...please...I used to help mum. I am good." She begged giving no chance for the maid to convince her.
"Ok, you can help me find the tray to make it. it should be in the cupboard over there".
She smiled pointing to one of the cupboards above her head.

"you won't be able to reach it. Here, use this footstool". She pulled it out from the corner and placed it so y/n can climb on it.
"Thank you."
She stepped on it reaching the cupboard and opened it. She started to look through it trying to find it. Having y/n in the kitchen worried the maid slightly as she thought Taehyung might not like it.
"Miss y/n, I really don't think master V will like it if he sees you helping me.
The maid said, a little worried.
"Aaahhh! I told you not to worry about him...He's not even here."
She whined with her head inside the cupboard.

The maid suddenly froze when she turned to open the oven. She covered her mouth as she gasped. Taehyung was standing there with his arms folded, leaning against the door.
Before she stopped y/n, he placed his forefinger against his lips peering at her signing her to keep quiet. He waved her to leave and she sneaked out slowly without making any sound.
Y/n was busy looking for the tray in the cupboard but she wouldn't keep quiet. she continued to blabber like a little child.
"Ajumma...why is he so mean? He's such a horrible man you know. There's really no need for that."
She paused after pulling out a tray from the cupboard.
But it was too deep for a cheese cake. she figured it wasn't the one the maid wanted without even turning around to check with her.
Pouting her lips she put it back in its place and started rummaging through again. But she didn't stop twittering on.
"Did you know he has a gun? Is he a mafia? He doesn't seemed to be scared of anyone! How come the the police don't catch him? And What are his parents doing?!"

With a mischievous smirk, He slowly shut the door without making any noise and continued watching her being that little girl he used to know. He wasn't angry. He was admiring her and the way she was when he wasn't around.
She still couldn't reach the cupboard properly. She was stood on her toes on the footstool rummaging through inside it. She was wearing an oversized shirt not knowing it actually belonged Taehyung and mistakenly ended up in her dressing cupboard.

The long sleeves covered up to her fingers, its length covered her thighs and sat just a little above her knees revealing her legs. He loved seeing her in it, he felt closer to her.
She got tired from searching and couldn't find it. Her neck was aching. She straightened herself with a groan and put her hands on her hips while stretching her neck.
"Ajumma! I can't find it, are you sure it's in here?"
She asked without turning still looking at the cupboard as she adjusted her messy updo. There was only silence.
"Ajumma!"
She whined while turning around.
She gasped, gaping her eyes. Her fingers scrunched the ends of her oversized shirt sleeve as her breaths grew shaky. His menacing gaze tied her from moving and she put her head down biting her lower lip in guilt. She noticed that he's finished almost half of the strawberries in the bowel meaning he's been standing there a while listening to everything she said. His feet moved forward making her look to at him. She bent leaning her hands on the worktop to get down from the stool.