3 Days Later,
Melbourne, Australia
Corwell Industries~
"Done!" She sighs proudly after finishing typing her notes on her laptop. Another successful project finished, she thought. As she's waiting for her note to send directly to her folder, she stood up and grabbed herself a cup of coffee that sat beside her laptop and next to her phone.
She took a sipped and stared at her new proudly successful creation. There it floats in a medium-size cylinder tube. Her new and improved product. She pats herself on the back for her great hard work that for sure will paid off. Taking another sipped and suddenly interrupted by her phone's ringtone.
She walked back to her desk and looked at her phone's screen. She read the ID caller and smiled. "Video call, huh." She extended her hand on top of her phone and grab the air in her grasp as if she's holding an imaginary item before effortlessly tossed it to a bigger screen made of glass that was hanging from the ceiling. Her big glass monitor.
It was a weird gesture at first until the calling screen that's used to be on her phone's screen suddenly appeared on her big monitor. Like a magician pulling out an imaginary card from the deck and appeared behind your ear. It's like that only with science and technology. Another word, she's Tony Stark in this story.
Not long after, the monitor screen immediately enlightened with a lady's face. Her one and only best friend. She smiled cheekily as she took her phone beside her laptop and start pretending to search for something.
"Let me see, not a single call nor text from you. Wow, and here I thought you are a good friend," Her gaze lifted up to the screen. "Jeon Maya." She called.
Maya that was on the other side of the screen looked at her friend weirdly. "First of all, nice to see you again, Corwell, and two, don't call me by my full name like that. It's weird." Maya spoke.
It's not really that weird. Unlike any other friendship you see, Maya and her friend called each other by their family name. They don't make nicknames for each other and it has been going on since they were in middle school.
"You know that I've been busy helping saving people's lives and yet here I am managed to make some time to give attention to that lonely ass of yours." Barked Maya making the lady chuckled.
"Ah, you haven't changed a single bit, Jeon." She said while sipping on her coffee. Maya smirked at her command as she scans the dark surroundings of the laboratory. "And you too, my friend," Maya replied.
The lab was lit dimly and the only source of light there was the few white neon lights on the wall. Even if it's not clear but Maya still can see papers scatters everywhere. Some are papers that are crumpled and there's also puddles of coffee splattering here and there. Maya scrunched her face in disgust.
"What makes you so busy until your entire lab looks like shit? Scratch that, both you and your lab looks like shit." Maya pointed out making the said lady look around her. The lady herself also looked tired as if she hadn't slept in a week. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and there are also bags under her eyes.
Corwell shrugs while taking another sip. "Well, a good friend of mine once said, 'To be successful in life, a lot of mess must be made.'
Maya grinned immediately change into a small smile as she heard her friend's words. She knew that line. She heard it before and it brings back memories of her childhood. Her late twin brother. Jungkook's father.
Corwell, Maya, and Jungkook's parents are great friends since middle school. Fun fact, Jungkook's parents are high school sweetheart. Maya remembers that she always tells Jungkook about his parents' love story when he's still a little boy. Their love story is that typical cliche of hate turns to love that both Maya, Corwell, and Jungkook endeared very much. Even BTS parents were great friends with all of them.
"Even if that's true, hygiene is still important. Now I'm starting to think a whole family of rats could leave here. I mean you're favorite movie is Ratatouille." Maya spoke making Corwell giggled as she nods. "Yeah, okay, I'll clean it up later."
"You should," Maya ordered. Suddenly, Maya's notification went off. She took a look at her phone to see who's calling. "Oh, I have to go. It's work." She stood up.
"I'll text you later. I promised." She said making Corwell to crossed her arm with doubt. "You do know that promise is the sweetest lie, right?"
Maya sighs. "This time I'm really, 100% promised, to text you. NOT because I miss you or anything but because you're going to come to Korea and I'm the only person who you knew and will be picking you up from the airport. Make sure you text me back."
"That's easy. Unlike you, I text back." Corwell teased as Maya rolled her eyes. "Alright. See ya, Corwell." The two bid their goodbyes before the screen engulfed in darkness.
Corwell then walked away from the huge monitor and placed her half-empty cup beside a photo frame. She stared at the picture lovingly as a smile curved on her lips. It was a picture of two women smiling side by side with one another with a little boy between them who too, smiled warmly at the camera.
"Hold on buddy, I'm coming."
***
South Korea,
Maya's Home~
"WHAT?!!"
"OH NO!!"
"NO!"
"NEVER!"
"GET THAT SHIT AWAY FROM ME!"
"HELL NO!"
The 6 boys whined after Maya showed them all the cleaning supplies. She sighs. "I haven't said anything yet."
The boys shook their heads aggressively. "You don't have too. We already knew what you want us to do and the answer is obviously, 100% for sure, confirmed is NO!" Namjoon spoke on behalf of the others.
"Why not? These past 3 days since you all came here, all you've been doing is locked yourself up in your room. Well, apart from Jin's usually jogging routine in the morning." Said Maya.
"NO!"
"You all are seriously childish, spoil, and most stubborn people I've ever encountered. Heck, you even let Jungkook do all the house chores and bring food to your rooms." She scolded but the boys didn't even give a damn about it.
"Well, of course, he is a peasant anyway. Just like you." Jin paused. "Peasants are supposed to serve the higher class. Not treated the same way!" Jin spat.
Breath, Maya. Breath!! Maya mentally thought to herself as her blood was literally boiling. She's really trying her hardest to not show it. How dare they do that?! If they do it to her, it's fine but to Jungkook?! That's unacceptable!
Even if they knew about Jungkook's condition, they won't give a hell anyway, Maya thought. He's too innocent and they're using it for fun. Seriously, what did Jungkook saw in them?! She then took a deep breath trying to calm herself. At this point, Maya can tell why they need help and for some reason, their parents give the job to the wrong person which definitely not her.
"Alright then, you gave me no choice." Maya took out her phone and tabbed onto the Contacts application. Panic quickly run through the 6 boys as soon Maya showed them Rina's(Taehyung's mom) phone number that enlightened the phone's screen.
She then proceeds to slowly move her thumb on top of the call button. "STOP!" The boys shouted. Maya grinned. They really hate Jeon Maya.
"I'll be in the basement. Go and get all the other cleaning supplies in the storage room and meet me there. You have about 5 minutes starting....now!" With that, she left leaving the boys in a frustrating groan mess.
Right now, the boys planned has completely ruined. They originally planned to not make any contact with peasants and stay in their room the entire time they're there. But that took quite a turn as you can see.
They groaned loudly as they make their way to the storage room which was just across from the basement door and at the far left end from the house.
The continued with their groaned as they grabbed all the cleaning supplies and stomped their way to the basement.
"Took you long enough." Sighed Maya with her arms crossed over her chest. "Alright, show me how you clean, boys."
The 6 of them were startled. "Well, go on," Maya ordered as she sat on the stairs. The boys give each other looks before they hesitantly start cleaning.
Maya was taken by surprise! She's literally on the verge to laugh her ass off as she saw the scene in front of her.
They were really, really, REALLY hopeless.
Both Hoseok and Jimin holds the broom upside down as they sweep the floor with the tip of the broom.
Jin and Namjoon however, start to carry one of the boxes with only two fingers as they don't want to get dirty.
Meanwhile, Taehyung and Yoongi just stood in the middle of the entire thing, lost in their thoughts as they do not know what to do next.
Deep breaths now, Maya. She thought as she tries to calm the laughing demon inside her. She walks towards the boys and starts teaching them. This will take a long time, Maya thought.
15 Minutes later~
"And that's how you do it!" Maya beamed. "Understand?" She looked at the boys and saw better improvements than before. Well, other than them, holding the clean cloth as if it's already dirty.
The boys didn't reply to her back as they were focusing on their cleaning. To their surprise, they actually enjoyed cleaning. Well, not with Maya keep bugging them around. Maya took the silence as a success after seeing how serious Jin was when mopping the floor. Pure determination!
She stood at the stairs and was about to take out her phone when a sudden knock was heard from the front door. The boys heard the knocked as well letting them exchange looked with each other.
"Just continue cleaning. I'll get the door." Maya skipped up the stairs and left them. The boys took this chance to relax for a while when suddenly a voice shouted from upstairs and the basement door opened. "Remember, I want the basement to be spotless once I'm back!" Maya shouted from the door and closed it after. The 6 boys groaned.
Maya POV
I closed the basement door and left to open the front door. I took out my phone and looked at the time in it. Perfect!
I quickly opened the door and was immediately met with the sight of Jungkook breathing weakly beside one the nurse who used to take care of him, Bonnie. She has her hands wrapped around his waist helping him to stand.
"How was he?"
"He's doing just great, Mdm. Jeon. No need to worry." Bonnie said with a proud smile on her face as she handed Jungkook carefully to Maya.
"Thank you for your help, Bonnie. I really appreciate it."
"No prob, Mdm. Jeon. Say when is his treatment again?" Bonnie asks as she put her hands into her tracksuit pockets.
"Well, she said it will be around next week but we'll see."
"Alright then, tell me if you need any help okay?" She suggested which makes Maya chuckled.
"Okay, thank you again."
With that, we bid our goodbyes and she left. I slowly moved Jungkook inside the house and close the door.
End POV
***
"Hey Tae, can you pass me the mask?" Asked Jin as he holds his sneeze with his hands while dusting off the dust from one corner. Taehyung obeyed his favors and went to the mask box only to noticed it was empty.
"Is there any extra mask box anywhere?" Taehyung asks gaining 3 out of 5 of the boy's attention.
"I think I saw it upstairs in the storage room," Namjoon suggested. Taehyung let out a long lazy sigh as he walks up the stairs and slowly opened the door.
It's a good thing the storage room is just across the basement door or else Taehyung would rather prefer to have Jin having rashes for scratching his nose.
He went to the storage room and automatically saw the two new unopened boxes of masks placed on top of a table. He quickly grabbed both of them and rushed straight to the basement door. Hoping Maya won't see him. Assuming that she will think he didn't do his job.
Before he could close the door, murmuring was heard from the hallway. He jumped.
"Come on now baby, we're almost there." Maya encouraged. Taehyung being a very curious person he is poked his head out to see who was Maya talking to.
There he saw Maya helping a weak, limping, and pale Jungkook going up the stairs. He was sweating and his breathing was sharp and uneven. Taehyung scanned both of them curiously, mostly Jungkook. What happened to him?
"Yah! Taehyung! Where the hell are you?! And where's my mask?!" Jin shouted from below snapping the younger from his trance. Taehyung gave one last look at the two before shrugging the thought off and went to proceed on giving the boxes to the annoying, whiny old man downstairs.
***
To be continued....