Wow. I really look like Taemin’s maid. I now have my hair tie up in an updo with no extra strand lingering on my face or nape. I change to my usual home shirt and a pair of shorts. I am just about to clean this large unit. Though it may appear clean and very in order, you don’t know how many bikinis are hiding in there.

Actually, there’s not much to do on this unit. The couches are soft and cozy enough and Dannie can play there all she wants. She isn’t a little girl so there’s no need to change much for her comfort. Taemin says this isn’t really conducive for children, but as how I can see it, this can do for now, and besides, I can fix Dannie’s room beautifully later on.

Eyeing the appliances around, I notice how he has two big stereos beside the huge LED television. I start imagining him in his house alone banging into the music. Oh – I can’t even imagine. I don’t think he’s the type of guy.

But maybe there are some good songs that can get me into move while I do my chores over here. Walking over, I’m ready to see what genre of music he listens to. This isn’t invading of privacy, right? He allows me to do anything I want in this house, and that includes listening to the music he plays.

These are all party songs. Songs which usually hypes you up and puts you to dance. Hmm… does he hold parties here and maybe do some messy stuff? I stroll the house again with my eyes, inspecting. This house surely gets to witness a lot of his wild stuff with other girls, but I doubt this has witness any wild throw out parties or some sorts of that. The place looks too decent for such thing.

Wow, don’t tell me he likes to dance? He’s tall, has a fit body, though not really muscular, but I doubt he can dance. Can he even follow a beat? Anyway, who cares if this is his type of music? Wow, dubstep? Cramping? Popping? This is news to me.

The last album in the rack catches my attention. James Ingram, a well-known foreign balladeer, has his album on Taemin’s pile. These are all love songs. A very romantic and melodious set of love songs. I opened the disk player and inserted the CD. Let’s hear this one. It better be good.

Apart from being romantic and melodious, I realize the songs are sensual. They’re really deep and I can’t help but stop every little time to sing along to lines I almost memorized.

Now, battling with the of the couches, I found something interesting when I flip one of the detachable cushions. Tadda! It’s a red bikini! I take it with my thumb and index finger pressed together. I won’t dare hold it with my entire hand. I flip the second cushion and taddaa! Found another red bikini.

Both of these are hers? So she likes red?

I flip the third and last cushion, wondering if there’s going to be a third bikini. Luckily, there isn’t. And as I flip the cushions on the other two single couches, I found nothing.

“Coz all of my life, I’ve waited for this day… to find that once in a lifetime. This is it. I’ll never be the same~” James Ingram sings to his heart as I continue cleaning the house. There was nothing to pick but those dirty red bikinis. I wipe some appliance to make sure they’re clean and non-dusty when touched.

Going to the kitchen, I realize there’s really no food at home. I have to ask him if he will allow me fill these fridge with foods. Of course, I’ll be using my own money. He needs not to get worried. Does he always eat out? There are nothing but fresh milk, cans of soda, and cans of beer. However, the kitchen wares are all organized, actually, they seem untouched. I wash them, thinking I can use them soon when I start cooking for Dannie.

Oh, right, since I’m somehow done with the living area and the kitchen, I can clean Dannie’s room. As I enter the room, it seems untouched, too. Wow, does he really live here? It seems like the only place he occupies is his living area. The rest are left with no attention.

I run my fingers on the bed and it’s not dusty at all. Really, a housekeeper probably comes in some time in a week to clean up this house. This will do, then, for now. I’ll ask Dannie to redecorate this room if she wants, then maybe I can help her put up some girly stuff in here.

Leaving Dannie’s room, there’s one room left that I’d need to see and clean. I take my bags with me as I am about to enter Taemin’s room for the first time. I hope I don’t see any unusual being inside the room. Who knows maybe he’s keeping a snake or a tiger inside?

I peak in slowly as I widen the door little by little. That familiar male scent welcomes my nose. It’s the same perfume he uses, I think. I smell it every time he’s around, mostly in his car today.

I finally step inside feeling a bit weird that I’m actually in a man’s room. Oh scratch that. This will also be my room starting from now on. I look at the bed sheet. It’s plain white beddings with white pillows. Really, really plain. The room’s dimmer than Dannie’s room. There’s two translucent lights which give off a yellowish shade in the room. I was expecting a manlier room: Edgy, and darkish. But this looks more serene than dark. Lonely rather silent. It’s not what you would be expecting by Lee Taemin, himself. This brings his personality into a whole new level.

I open one door only to realize it’s a walk-in closet. Here, the light is much brighter, maybe to see well the clothes and to choose properly from them. The suits, the shirts, and the long sleeves were hung in a very orderly manner. I open one cabinet, and saw his collection of black leather shoes. I open another cabinet and saw his collection of rubber shoes. I’m curiously just lurking around, seeing all his clothes and accessories. He has a lot of watches which are displayed beside his number of neckties. Red. Almost half of his necktie collection is color red, only with various designs and patterns. He must really like the color.

And then I remember, where will I put my clothes in here? Do I have some space? Am I allowed to adjust some of his clothes to make place for mine? It’s not that plenty anyways. But I think I saw another closet outside.

When I check it out and open it, I realize it’s empty. The other two-door closet is empty. Wait. Did he empty this in purpose so I can put in my things or am I just overthinking and this was originally empty in the first place? Nevermind. At least I found a place to put in my clothes.

When I’m done, I close it back and pats the doors, “Now you’ll have to behave in there, you heard?” I say quite loudly and chuckle to myself.

However, as I rise, I suddenly feel a bit sleepy. I turn to look at the bed. His bed. No. I’m not going there, yet. I feel so awkward. Where will I sleep now? Maybe I can spare this night sleeping in Dannie’s room. I check the clock and it’s already past 6pm. There’s no dinner and I won’t cook for Taemin. There’s still some left over from the lunch he bought for me a while ago. That will do if ever I get hungry again. For him, uhm, he’s in charge of himself so nevermind.

I leave his room and walk opposite to where Dannie’s room is located. I jump on it and make myself comfortable as slowly, I fall asleep.

As I open my eyes again, it’s already past 8pm. I rise up and walk outside, only to find Taemin sitting at the living area with his feet on the centre table.

“When Dannie arrives, you are not allowed to put your feet up like that again.” I say which make him notice my existence. Maybe he forgot he had started living with his “wife” already.

“I know what to do when she arrives, okay.” He says though he fixes his way of sitting and puts down his feet. “You’re sleeping on Dannie’s bed tonight?”

“Of course. There’s no reason to sleep beside you yet.” I say as if I’m mocking him. He shrugs his shoulders as if he doesn’t care, and then turns his gaze back on the show he’s watching. “Would you mind if I fill that empty fridge with some groceries and ingredients? Of course, I need to cook food for Dannie.”

“Sure, and me, too.” He looks at me again with a smile. “I’m here for almost a year but that fridge barely gets something in it. I’m not the type to cook, you know. I’m too busy for that, so thank you for being in charged.”

“But you need not to complain about whatever I cook, and besides, I’m not going to be in charge of everything forever. You see, I only have works to do.”

“You can quit that and just stay home. You can do anything you want to do in the house. Take care of Dannie, take care of me. Cook delicious foods for us. Prepare our stuff when we go to school or work…”

“Excuse me, Mr. Lee Taemin?!” I say in a loud voice, completely surprised and amused of what he just said. “You what?! You literally want me to be a housewife?!” For once, he talks as if he’s really the head of the family. For another, it makes me immediately afraid that he’ll really take the lead, leaving me under his authority, having to follow whatever he says just because I’m stuck on being his wife. And normally, wives only follow their husbands. They can’t decide by themselves and always need to seek the opinion of the male.

Something I don’t certainly want Lee Taemin to have over me: Authority.

He stands up, laughing as he looks at me. “You know what? You need to do more acting workshops. How can we make all of them believe we’re real when you start to flinch over me saying things a husband should really tell his wife?” He shakes his head while walking, heading to his room. “I am not expecting us to be friends in real life, but treat this as if we’re on a TV show, and every time the camera starts rolling, then you have to act like the beautiful actress you are.” He chuckles, and all I hear after that is the clicking of the lock.

It was really a long and tiring day, and tomorrow, we’ll get Dannie from the orphanage. That means starting from tomorrow, the act will have to last 24 hours, 7 days a week for several months I’m not even sure until when. 

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I know the chapter titles are lame but nevermind, just focus on the whole chapter alone.  I was browsing of some little girls' photos to share you how Dannie looks in my mind, and this cute girl actually gets most of how I see the character.