Maid
Kim Taehyung's high school days were pure hell thanks to one person in particular--
Jungkook came from a rich family and pretty much ran the school.
The students were afraid of him and the teachers gave him free rein to do as he pleased, for fear of either costing the school its funding or losing their jobs.
For that reason, the teachers turned a blind eye to the abuse Taehyung suffered at the hands of Jungkook.
Taehyung swore that one day he would get his revenge on Jungkook and pay him back for all the pain and suffering he caused him.
The best revenge, they say, is living well.
Taehyung finished high school at the top of his class.
He earned a scholarship to a prestigious university where he studied business, all while working part-time.
After graduating from college, he started a company and made a few smart investments which led him to where he was now.
He was the CEO of a billion-dollar company and one of the richest men in not only South Korea, but the world.
He was so high up that no one, not even Jeon Jungkook, would dare look down on him ever again.
Just when Taehyung thought his life couldn't possibly get any better for him, he heard news that the head of the Jeon Corporation, Jungkook's father Jeon Nomin, was going to prison for fraud, embezzlement, and a host of other serious crimes.
Jeon Corporation was no more; Their family was now penniless.
But things got even sweeter.
Jungkook, who was once the heir of the Jeon Corporation, sent in an application to Taehyung's company in search of work.
Things couldn't get any better, could they?
Taehyung sat at his desk with Jungkook sitting in the chair across from him.
Although the company had a hiring manager who handled the job interviews for the potential candidates, Taehyung wanted to conduct Jungkook's interview personally.
Truth be told, someone suitable for the open position had already been hired.
Taehyung couldn't wait to see the look on Jungkook's face when he rejected him and sent him on his way.
He tried to suppress his smile and behave professionally.
Taehyung looked over Jungkook's resume and tried not to scoff out loud.
How dare Jungkook think he would be offered a job at Taehyung's company without any work experience or skills.
He could have started at the bottom, doing menial jobs like Taehyung did, and worked his way up, but Jungkook thought too highly of himself to do that apparently.
Nothing more than a spoiled chaebol who wanted everything handed to him.
Taehyung
Well Mr. Jeon, your resume is...
Taehyung
Interesting to say the least.
Jungkook
Is that a good thing?
Jungkook let out an awkward chuckle.
Taehyung smiled stiffly instead of answering.
Taehyung
My apologies, Mr. Jeon, but the position you applied for has already been filled and there are no openings for someone of your...
Jungkook's face fell and Taehyung felt himself harden.
Jungkook
Please, Taehyung.
Taehyung couldn't believe Jungkook had the nerve to address him informally as if they were close, especially in this setting. It made him angry.
Jungkook
I really need a job.
Jungkook
I've been living in my car for the past few weeks.
Jungkook
I'm willing to do anything. Mopping floors, scrubbing toilets-- you name it.
Taehyung was sure Jungkook had never mopped a floor or scrubbed a toilet in his life. Still, Taehyung wanted to knock him down a peg or two... or twenty.
Taehyung
There's no janitorial jobs available at the moment either, Mr. Jeon.
Jungkook deflated and Taehyung licked his lips.
Taehyung
However, I was in the process of looking for a new live-in housekeeper.
Taehyung
It's a lot of work.
Jungkook
How hard can it be?
Jungkook was going to be arrogant until the very end.
Taehyung wrote down some information on a sticky note and handed it to Jungkook.
Taehyung
Come to this address no later than 8 in the morning.
Jungkook
Thanks a lot, Taehyung.
Jungkook
I really appreciate it.
He won't be appreciative for long.
When Taehyung went home that night, he called in the housekeeping staff for a meeting.
Taehyung
I regret to inform you that effective immediately all of you are relieved from your duties.
The staff were outraged and rightly so.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
Sir, this can't be.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
Tell me this is some kind of joke.
Taehyung
I know this is sudden. I'm sorry.
Taehyung
I am willing to continue paying your wages so that you may live comfortably until you find new work.
Some were still unhappy with the arrangement and some just quietly accepted their fates.
Grumbling they made their way out of the door.
Taehyung
Miss Hyojoo, could you stay behind, please?
Taehyung
I need to talk with you.
When it was just the two of them, Taehyung began.
Taehyung
A new housekeeper is coming by in the morning around 8, and I need you to give him a rundown of all his duties.
Taehyung
I'll compensate you for it.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
...Alright.
Taehyung
Thank you, Miss Hyojoo.
Taehyung reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills, handing it to her.
Taehyung
Here. Treat your family to a nice meal.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
Thank you, sir.
The next day, Jungkook arrived at the address Taehyung had given him.
The former housekeeper let him in.
The outside was impressive but the inside even more so.
He was blown away by the magnificence of Taehyung's mansion.
While Jungkook had lived in a mansion prior to his misfortune, it was nothing quite as luxurious as this.
Hyojoo wasted no time explaining what was expected of him and how Taehyung liked certain things done.
She was wrapping things up when Taehyung joined them in the study with an amused grin and his hands behind his back.
Taehyung
How is everything going?
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
Everything went well.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
We were just finishing up.
Taehyung
Jungkook, are you ready to get started?
Taehyung
Thanks again, Miss Hyojoo. You can see yourself out.
Miss Hyojoo (Head of Housekeeping)
...Yes, sir. I'll be going then.
Taehyung
There's something I forgot to mention, Mr. Jeon.
Jungkook raised an eyebrow at him.
Taehyung
There's a strict dress code.
Then Taehyung showed him what he had been hiding behind his back.
It was a French maid outfit.
Jungkook
There's no way in hell I'm wearing that.
Taehyung
Are you really that proud that you would rather go back to living in your car than adhere to a simple dress code?
Jungkook
Simple dress code?
Jungkook
You want me to wear a maid outfit!
Taehyung
It's just clothes, Mr. Jeon.
Taehyung corrected him with a dark glint in his eyes.
Jungkook
I know I wasn't nice to you in high school but do you really have to take it this far?
Taehyung
Compared to how you treated me back then I'm being quite merciful.
Taehyung
I have not only given you a job but also a place to stay.
Taehyung
The least you could do is indulge me.
Jungkook knew he had no choice.
It was either do as Taehyung said or go back to living in his car.
He took the outfit from Taehyung and headed towards the door.
Taehyung
Where are you going?
Taehyung
You can do it here.
Taehyung folded his arms and watched as Jungkook undressed.
His eyes swept over Jungkook's lean toned body, the ink covering his skin, and his pierced nips.
Once Jungkook was down to his underwear, Jungkook squeezed into the maid outfit which was a couple sizes too small.
The skirt was way too short and his butt was barely covered.
Jungkook tried to pull it down without any success.
Taehyung couldn't resist giving Jungkook a hard smack on the butt, causing Jungkook to let out a startled moan.
Jungkook began dusting the bookshelves.
He tried to do a good job, but it was difficult with Taehyung keeping close to him and pointing out whenever he missed a spot.
He could tell Taehyung was enjoying it.
Taehyung
Dust the desk and empty the trash next.
He dusted the desk before bending down to take the trash bag out of the small waste bin by the desk when he felt something hard pressed against his backside.
Jungkook
Sir, don't do this.
His voice came out breathier than he wanted it to.
Taehyung asked rubbing himself between Jungkook's cheeks.
Jungkook's face turned red.
Next thing he knew, he was face down on the desk.
Jungkook tried to speak, but only a moan came out.
Taehyung lifted the skirt even more exposing Jungkook's boxers underneath.
He peeled them off of him and was surprised by what he saw.
Taehyung
What is this, Mr. Jeon?
Taehyung asked tapping the plug lunged inside of Jungkook.
Taehyung
Look at how lewd you are.
Taehyung
Who would have thought that the mighty Jeon Jungkook had a side like this to him.
Jungkook
I could say the same about you... sir.
He still had some fight left in him.
Taehyung didn't respond to the remark, instead he pulled the plug out halfway before shoving it back in, again and again.
Soon Jungkook was pushing back on it.
Taehyung eventually took it out completely and Jungkook whined at the loss.
Taehyung looked through one of his desk drawers until he found what he was looking for: lubricant.
He coated his hard on with it.
Jungkook was already open and ready so Taehyung pushed his way in.
Jungkook saw stars, a little drool coming out of his mouth and dripping onto the table.
Taehyung didn't waste time waiting for Jungkook to adjust; he started a fast, brutal pace.
Taehyung grabbed a fistful of Jungkook's hair and forced him to look at him.
Taehyung
Why were you like that to me back then?
Taehyung
What did I ever do to you?
Jungkook
I don't-- I don't want to t-talk a-about it.
Taehyung snapped his hips even harder.
He let go of Jungkook's hair in favor of lifting one of Jungkook's legs, going even deeper.
Taehyung
Do you want to come?
Taehyung
Then tell me what I want to know, or I'll make sure you don't.
Taehyung stilled inside him and Jungkook whined as he wiggled his hips.
Taehyung spanked him hard.
Jungkook didn't know why he did it but he obeyed.
Taehyung
Why were you like that to me back then?
Jungkook chewed on his bottom lip.
Should he make up a lie and hope Taehyung didn't notice or should he just be honest?
Well, they say honesty is the best policy.
Jungkook
I... I liked you, but I didn't know what to do about it because that feeling was new to me...
Jungkook
S-so I bullied you to get your attention.
Jungkook wouldn't even look at him as he spoke.
Taehyung twitched inside of Jungkook even though Taehyung thought it was an obvious lie.
He started the brutal pace again, knocking the wind out of Jungkook's lungs.
Taehyung
You're such a bad liar, Mr. Jeon.
Jungkook
C-call me Kookie.
Taehyung
Alright, Kookie. If you say so.
Taehyung gripped Jungkook's hard on and tugged.
It took four flicks of the wrist before Jungkook came all over Taehyung's desk.
Taehyung kept rolling his hips until he spilled into Jungkook, moaning.
He kept riding it out until his high subsided.
Taehyung pulled out of Jungkook's hole, his essence dripping out of Jungkook's hole onto the floor below.
Taehyung
Now clean up this mess.
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