The sound of my phone ringing woke me up.
" Who would call so early in the morning?" I reached for my phone on the nightstand and checked the caller's id.
Why on earth is she calling?
" Come to the house now. I've got a new job for you. You don't need to work as a maid anymore so you can live on the streets for all I care. Just come now. We have a guest waiting."
With that, she ended the call.
* Sigh* Guess I need to change...
After changing, I quickly ran out of the house and went next door, ignoring Woojin who was sitting in the living room using his phone.
I rang the doorbell and was greeted by my stepmother.
" Come in." She instructed and left the door opened for me.
When I entered the living room, my whole body froze. Park Jung ho was sitting on the sofa smiling at me.
" W-What are you doing here?" I stuttered at the sight of him.
He ignored my question and smirked at me.
" Y/N, as I was saying, you have a new job now." My mother appeared from behind.
" What is it?"
" You'll be working at the pub as a prostitute. " She smiled while saying that.
" Your job starts today. That's your first customer. Enjoy. " With that, she left the house.
" Let's start, shall we? " I heard Jung ho and turned around.
He then launched at my neck and started giving me love bites.
" S-Stop.." Tears were overflowing my eyes.
" Don't be shy. " He said and kissed me.
He started touching some inappropriate places making me more afraid of him.
"Ha-Hajima!" I screamed but he shushed me up with a slap.
The door slammed opened and Park Jung ho immediately released me from his grasp.
I dropped to the floor and dug my head in between my knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
I could hear punching sounds that died down after awhile. After that, someone touched my shoulders.
" Ah! Don't touch me! Please, I beg you!" I shouted, thinking that it was Jung ho, and dug my head deeper into my knees while grabbing my head.
" Gwenchana it's just me. Woojin. " Woojin said as he slowly embraced me in a hug.
" Woo-Woojin na museowo...(I'm scared) " I cried into his chest.
" It's okay... Everything's fine now. I'm here. " He cooed while patting my back.
After a while, I finally calmed down and he helped me sit on the sofa.
" Are you feeling better now?" Woojin asked again.
" I'm fine. Thank you. " I avoided his gaze on me.
" Actually... I overheard the whole conversation.." Woojin broke the silence between us.
I looked at him with wide opened eyes.
" A-Are you going to kick me out of the house?" I asked.
" No, I'm not. If I kick you out, Daehwi would kill me. " Woojin responded making me chuckle a little.
" About your new job..." He trailed off.
" What about it?" I asked with zero excitement in my voice. " Are you going to make fun of me now saying I'm a slut and all that?" I chuckled bitterly.
" Of course not! Why would I? " Woojin quickly said.
" Then what about my job?"
" I'll accompany you to the pub every day. I'll make sure those guys don't touch you. " He said while holding my hand.
" Thank you.." I thanked him with a weak smile plastered on my face.
" Do you want to tell the other boys about this?" Woojin asked.
" Won't they just hate me even more?"
" They don't hate you. They just don't interact with girl that much because of their mo-" Woojin suddenly stopped.
" Because of your mothers right?" I continued.
" H-How did you know?" Woojin asked in shock.
" Daehwi told me. I lost my mother too. I lost both my parents. That's why I'm cold to people. I hate to interact with them. " I spilled everything out.
" I see... Don't worry the boys really care about you a lot. " Woojin reassured me. " I care about you a lot too. " He added.
" Thanks for everything Woojin. " I thanked him.
" No problem. " Woojin winked.
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Cold yet fragileㅣwannaone ✔Fanfiction
One day, Y/N's step mother told her to be the maid of the people living next door. What would happen when the cold hearted Y/N meets those 11 cold but fragile boys that lived there? 《 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 》 : 20180606 《 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 》 : 20180809 ➵ wanna on...