Yuri let out a soft yawn as he stretched his arms up. He shook his head to repel the drowsiness as he took a glance at his silver Rolex watch.

“Why are they still not home..?” he mumbled. Since his co-workers were barely up at the moment, he kept talking to himself in order to kill the boredom of waiting his master to be back.

No matter how sleepy he could get, he wouldn’t be able to close his eyes before making sure that the young master had safely arrived at the mansion.

He was still pacing back and forth at the terrace when suddenly he heard the genuine sound of the limo engine.

“Finally,” he sighed in relief.

 

In a matter of minutes, Tiffany reached the mansion building after parking the limo in the garage. The mansion and the garage were separated buildings, as they were built side by side.

When she looked frontward, she found Yuri had his eyes opened wide and his jaw hanging open.

“OH MY GOD!” The butler exclaimed in horror when he realized that his master was unconscious and bleeding. “WHAT ON EARTH HAS JUST HAPPENED?!”

Tiffany winced at his loud voice as she let out a hiss. “Ssh, it’s already late, Yuri-ah.”

“But, but, juin-nim..” Yuri frantically pointed at Taeyeon, shock was obviously written on his face. “He.. Blood.. You..”

“I’ll explain to you later. Can you please help me bringing him to his room first? He’s heavier than I thought,” Tiffany said as she shifted the height on her shoulder. “And he’s badly needing a treatment.”

“S-sure.” Yuri slowly snapped out of his shock and sprightly put Taeyeon on his broad back, heading to Taeyeon’s room while Tiffany followed him behind.

Just when they stepped on the second floor, Yoona sleepily walked to them while rubbing her eyes. “Why did you yell, Yul? Don’t you know that it’s almost midnight—“ she abruptly froze in her spot as her eyes popped open when she finally realized what was in front of her. “HOLY KIMCHI!”

“SSSHHH!” both Yuri and Tiffany hissed in synch.

“But what.. Why..?”

Yuri sighed, totally understanding Yoona’s reaction as he just had reacted the same as her. “Tiffany will explain this tomorrow, Yoong. Just go back to your sleep for now.”

“O.. Kay,” Yoona hesitantly nodded, still furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

 

 

***

 

 

“Here’s the first aid kit, Fany-ah,” Yuri said as he put down the white box on the nightstand after positioning Taeyeon on the king-sized bed.

Tiffany sat on a chair which was placed right beside Taeyeon’s bed. She was having her eyes glued on him before slowly diverting her gaze and smiled to the tanned butler. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Do you still need anything else?”

“No thanks, Yuri-ah.” she softly refused.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you?”

“It’s not like that,” she waved her hand in denial. “I’m really grateful that you want to help me, but taking care of Taeyeon juin-nim is my responsibility.”

Yuri smiled understandingly as he nodded his head. “I understand.”

Tiffany glanced at the laying Taeyeon as she let out a soft sigh. “After all he’s injured because of me..” she inaudibly mumbled.

“You say something?” Yuri cluelessly asked.

“N-no,” she looked up to him again. “It’s already late, Yuri-ah. You’d better have your rest. Just leave this to me.”

“Ah, well.. If you say so,” Yuri shrugged. “But don’t hesitate to call me anytime you need a hand, okay?”

“Sure. Thanks again, Yuri-ah.”

“Good night, Fany-ah.” he smiled whilst closing the door.

“Good night.”

 

As the door shut closed, Tiffany turned her attention to her master again.

She took a quick scan of his condition before deciding that his bleeding arm needed to be treated first before the other bruises on his face.

Just when she was about to take the first aid kit, she realized that his shirt was full of dust and some stains of blood. Moreover the sleeve, it was all red. Tiffany didn’t like the sight and thought that it was inappropriate for her master to be in such attire.

So she walked to his wardrobe and randomly grabbed a comfortable loose shirt before going back to Taeyeon’s side. 

With pure intention to change his attire into a proper one, she lifted up his dirty shirt --as gentle as she could so she wouldn’t wake him or worse, hurt his arm.

But as soon as she lifted it up, her eyes got stuck on his dreamy abs.

Sure she had seen it before, but not this close. She practically wowed inside as she scanned those perfect six packs. She still remembered her task, but her brain felt numb.Oh boy, how she loved what she was seeing.

“Focus, Tiffany..” she muttered to herself, but did nothing as her gaze was still laying at the same spot. “Fo..cus..” she gulped.

 

SLAP!

 

“Aww,” Tiffany rubbed her reddened cheek which was just slapped by her own hand, in order to clear her mind. She shook her head as she took a deep breath. “.. Now focus.”

 

After much struggles with her own mind, she finally managed to change his shirt. She carefully cleaned the blood off his hand. Once the blood was all gone, the scars were finally visible. She checked them and sighed in relief once she knew that there was no deep cut. She rubbed some medical ointments onto the wounds before bandaging his arm.

Time flew by and the maid finally finished treating all of her master’s wounds and bruises. A tired yawn escaped her lips as she placed her chin on her palm, her elbow resting on the edge of the bed. She smiled at the sight of Taeyeon, who was sleeping peacefully.

Tiffany closed her eyes for about 3 seconds to refresh them. But due to the lack of rest  -without her even knowing- she fell asleep there in sitting position, resting her head on her arm.

 

 

***

 

Taeyeon’s eyes fluttered open as soon as the sun ray struck his room and disturbed him with the sudden brightness.

He stared at the ceiling for some good seconds as he recollected his soul. He felt a shift from the right side of the bed, so he slowly turned his head there. His eyes grew wide when he recognized the figure.

“Noona? –Ack!” he surprisedly got up and ended up wincing in pain since he unconsciously supported his body with the wounded arm.

Tiffany, being a light-sleeper she was, immediately stirred from her short sleep after hearing Taeyeon’s voice. “Juin-nim,” she quickly sat straight. “Good morning.”

Taeyeon on the other hand was still clueless whilst questions kept popping out in his mind. “Ermm.. Morning?”

“How are you feeling?”

“Huh?” he furrowed his eyebrows. He took a quick scan of his surrounding and realized that he was in his room, while the last place he remembered he was in, was the dim basement. “Wait, why am I in my room?”

“Because I brought you here?” Tiffany said in a rather questioning tone.

“But.. That old ert..”

“Oh, I managed to knock him off.”

“You?”

“Yes.” Tiffany raised an eyebrow when Taeyeon gave her an unbelieving stare. “What? I won’t be hired for this job if I can’t protect myself and my master.”

“So.. I was beaten up and you saved me?”

She shrugged nonchalantly. “..Well..”

 

There was a dead silence for around 3 seconds when Taeyeon had this unreadable facial expression while Tiffany just blinked innocently.

“AAAHHHH!” he suddenly screamed as he buried his face on the fluffy white pillow, startling Tiffany.

The maid couldn’t help but knit her eyebrows, wondering what he was up to. “Juin-nim?”

“FFUUUUUU!”

“Juin-nim? Are you okay? Is your arm aching again?” she asked worriedly.

“Aish..” Taeyeon ruffled his hair frustratedly, still having his face completely covered by the pillow.

“What is wrong?” Tiffany tried to pry the pillow but Taeyeon quickly pulled it back as he stuck it tighter to his face.

“Don’t look at me!” he said in a muffled voice.

“Huh?”

“Embarassing..”

“Juin-nim..?” 

Taeyeon slowly sat up and unwillingly removed the pillow from his face. He frowned as he hugged the fluffy thing. “..How could I look freakin’ weak in front of you, noona?” he softly  mumbled but loud enough for Tiffany to hear.

She swore she saw him blushing at the moment. He was looking like a sulking little boy and it was definitely a cute sight.

“I couldn’t save you and even got myself crushed!”

Tiffany couldn’t help but smile at his gentleman yet childish attitude. “It doesn’t matter..”

“Of course it does matter! It was a shame of me,” he said as he covered his face with the pillow again. “Argh! I want to disappear from this Earth.. I’m so pathetic.”

“All that matters is that both you and I are safe now.”

“Hnnghh,”

“And you are not pathetic at all.”   

“Hnnggghh,”

“You did look cool back then.”

Like Tiffany had expected, the younger boy’s eyes lit up as he peeked over the pillow. “.. I did?”

“Yes.” she nodded reassuringly.

“Hee~” Taeyeon beamed that dorky smile of his and Tiffany automatically smiled along, she didn’t know why but she felt happy whenever his master also did. But before a minute could pass peacefully, he frowned again.

“I looked cool..” he muttered as he hid himself under the white blanket. “But still couldn’t save you..”

Tiffany sighed desperately as she literally facepalmed herself, knowing her effort to assure him was no use. “It’s really okay.”

“...”

 

Since she got no more response from the sulking master, she decided to just sit and quietly watch him. Her gaze flew to every corner of the room and it stopped at the clock. It was already almost 12 in the afternoon and she realized that her master hadn’t had his precious breakfast. So she stood up as she decided to bring him some meal.

“Excuse me for a while,” she bowed before leaving him under his blanket. 

 

After hearing the clicked door, Taeyeon threw the blanket away. He rolled over and stared at the ceiling as he let out a heavy sigh.

“.. Kim Taeyeon, you’re supposed to save a lady, not saved by her..”

 

 

***

 

 

“Good morning, unnie!” the doe-eyed girl cheerfully greeted as soon as Tiffany appeared in the kitchen.

“Good morning, Yoona-yah.”

“Has Taeyeon-nim waken up?”

“Yes.”

“Nice. The brunch is still fresh and hot.” Yoona pointed at a tray which was filled with various kinds of foods, completed with a glass of milk at the corner of it.

Tiffany took the silver tray with one swift move. “Looks delicious,” she smilingly complimented.

“I can guarantee that.” Yoona smiled proudly as she made a ‘V’ pose.

“Alright then, I’m going to bring this to him.”

“Wait unnie,” Yoona blocked Tiffany’s way, making the older girl gave her a questioning look. “You haven’t told me what happened last night.”

“Yeah, you haven’t told us.” Yuri remarked, standing behind Yoona as he suddenly popped out of no where.

“OMO!” Yoona shrieked as she abruptly turned back to Yuri. “Don’t you ever do that again, Yul! I thought my heart was going to jump out of my skin!” she hissed as she hit Yuri’s arm.

“Ack! That hurts..” Yuri complained while rubbing his burning arm. “And I thought my skin is slowly but surely peeling off my bone because of you, Yoong.”

“Shut up.”

“No you shut up.” Yuri stuck his tongue out at her.

Yoona gritted her teeth as she held up a fork. “You—“

Tiffany sighed, shaking her head lightly. Knowing that once it started, her co-workers’ bickering wouldn’t end that soon. If she waited for them to stop, the brunch would be in the verge of getting cold.

 

“Wait, you have not told us!” Yoona and Yuri exclaimed when they realized that Tiffany was quietly sneaking out of the kitchen.

Tiffany just flash them her eyesmile as she quickened her step to leave the crime scene. “Later, guys.”

 

 

***

 

 

“Excuse me,” Tiffany knocked the door before stepping in the room. “Juin-nim, I’m bringing you brunch.” she said as she put the tray on the night stand.

Meanwhile Taeyeon who was still feeling ashamed and mad at himself, had decided to go back to his private underground tunnel; the blanket. “.. I don’t want to eat..”

“You get to eat something since you’ve just lost much blood.”

“I don’t care.”

“But I do.”

“Hnnghh,” he shook his head although he knew the maid couldn’t see him under the blanket.

Tiffany blew her bang, tired of persuading. “Let’s make a deal then,” she said as she leaned back on the chair.

“..Deal?”

“Yes.”

Taeyeon was pretty much interested with her offer. He slowly reappeared from his castle. “What deal?”

“Let’s see..” Tiffany tapped her chin. “If you want to have the meal and stop sulking..”

The younger boy broke into his playful grin. “I know! You’ll give me a ki—“

“No.” Tiffany sternly cut him.

“N’aww,” Taeyeon pouted.

“But I’ll take you out for ice cream after your condition gets better. How’s that?”

“Ice cream?” Taeyeon raised an eyebrow before sarcastically rolling his eyes. “Pshh, I’m not 5, noona. There’s no way I would—“

“A special ice cream with gummy topping.”

“—decline your offer.” his eyes immediately went sparkling as he sat straight on the bed. “Omo, is there really any ice cream with gummy as its topping?”

“Absolutely. I know one good stall at the nearby park.” Tiffany crossed her arms as she secretly smiled in victory.

“Fantastic! Ice cream date it is!” he clasped his hand together excitedly.

“Yeah, sure, whatever. Now eat.”

Taeyeon playfully saluted her. “Yessh Pani noonaaa~”

“Good. I’ll be outside while you have the meal then. Just call me once you’ve finished.”

She was about to stand up when Taeyeon held her hand. “Hold up, noona.”

“Yes?” Tiffany slighly tilted her head to the side.

“Since my right arm is currently wounded and I’m not a left-handed..” he grinned widely as he beamed his own puppy eyes. “Feed me?”

“Excuse me?” the maid stared at her master unbelievingly.

 

“Pretty pleaaaaase?”

 

Tiffany once again blew her bang as she sat back on the chair. “Fine. Just this time.”

“O yeah~” Taeyeon laughed his ahjussi laughed as he pumped his left arm to the air, silently thanking his injured right arm for giving him an advantage.. in such disadvantage.

 

 

 

 

 

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