Jeon Jungkook 42

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

— Have you washed the tiles outside yet? — Yuna's ringing voice sounded unexpectedly in the established silence.

Taehyung jumped up from his seat, having only just sat down — and, straightening up, said:

— I was just about to do that.

He had grown accustomed to every whim of the mistress of the house, executing them flawlessly, so much so that this eccentric woman could not always find a reason to complain.

— Yuna, it's about to rain, leave him alone, — a man's voice, belonging to Jungkook, made Taehyung's heart stop for a moment.

He could clearly see how Jeong looked at him, heard how the man forbade his wife from mistreating him, felt the care and attention, as if the elder didn't know about Taehyung's past, one unworthy of such treatment.

This family had already given too much to him — someone who had come out of a correctional colony and was already prepared to accept that a normal life would not welcome him.

The woman pouted, dissatisfied with her husband's words, and then, turning around, left the room, ignoring Jungkook and leaving the men alone.

— I would wash... — Taehyung began, feeling obligated to carry out every assignment, but he wasn't allowed to finish.

— You are not obligated to fulfill every ridiculous whim of this woman. That is not part of your duties as a maid.