Kim Taehyung

I think I didn't show myself in good colors.

I shouldn't have called him a girl, I can see it hurt him.

But I truly wasn't sure when I first laid my eyes on him, he is so beautiful and feminine.

His skin is so smooth and the make-up makes his eyes beautiful.

I didn't want to call the person their wrong gender.

Also, how could l know my father will pick a man?

My father?!

I'm not saying he is a homophobe, he took my coming out bisexual quite fine but he also didn't throw me a big party for it.

I expected him to throw a woman into my lap so I can impregnate her.

I know how it sounds but even my unborn kids are a good business deal for my father.

Hm, I wonder why he doesn't want me to have biological kids. I personally give zero fucks if they are mine or not, it's just shocking.

What is he planning? I should ask him about that.

Thinking of Hoseok again. Hobi , I'm pretty sure I've met a girl like him. He is doing this on purpose to me.

He is so beautiful. Oh, I've said that already. Well, he is. Even his body, it's so perfect.

But I don't like him wearing shorts around here.

Does he not understand that it's not just us two? It's the house keeper, the other maids, gardener,pool cleaner, guards around the house, guards at the front door, sometimes plumbers and electricians.

All these people will look at his body in a wrong way. I .... I don't want it!

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That night I barely sleep. I have millions of thought on my head.

Is he sleeping okay? Is he hurt? Should I go check on him?

What if he sneaked out and is gone?

My body shoot up on the bed. I look at the clock. It's 00:46 in the morning.

I got into the hallway and to his room. I gently grab the door handle and open it, not making a sound.

I creep to his bed and look down onto his sleeping body.

He looks so beautiful.

When I make sure he sleeps well, I leave to my bedroom again and fall asleep.

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I wake up with my alarm at 6.50. those six hours of sleep being my normal sleeping time.

Yes, I should make it more but I sleep the hours I missed at the weekend. I always sleep for about twelve hours then.

I yawn and use the bathroom. Get a shower and fix my hair.

Grab some white shirt with orange suit

For a second I forget my little host. I stop myself at the top of the stairs. It's about 7.20 now.

I gently open his door as see him lying in the bed with open eyes. He looks to just woken up

He looks at me shocked and hides his face under the blanket.

" Go away." He mumbles.

" Sorry. I just wanted to see if you are awake.

I will have a breakfast now and then meeting in my office from 7.50 to 9.00, so if you want to be with me, come downstairs.

I'm drive to the office to see your father at 10.15 ., If you are interested, be in the hall ."

" Hmm."

I close the door and smile to myself. He's so cute.