Their maid! || A yandere book ||

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𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 Imma_get_me_a_cutie for giving me this wonderful idea to proceed this story, this chapter is based on the idea Imma_get_me_a_cutie gave me. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞!
(This chapter is just modified but yeah I took the reference from ur idea!)

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I gasped as I woke up and looked out of the window. The sky was dark now. Oh shit! I think my alarm didn't ring! I had set an alarm to wake me up around the dinner time so I can cook some good stuff for those three but shit, shit, the alarm hadn't rung.

I quickly washed my face and rushed down the stairs towards the kitchen to cook something. I had already messed up. I was planning to cook some really good stuff for them but now I think I'd need to make something normal today.

I sighed and opened the kitchen door and my eyes remained wide open, jaw almost touching the ground, had to place a hand infront of my mouth to stop any fly entering it.

The literal Greek god was standing infront of the gas stove, stirring some food and looking all focused. He was already looking gorgeous but what made him look like a hot meal was him, cooking shirtless.

He was wearing his black table tennis shorts as usual. Kenji was also wearing some black headphones and moving his head with some beat. He took some of the curry in a bowl and tasted it, a smile of satisfaction on his face as he nodded and let out a soft hum.

I couldn't help but keep staring at him from the door and it did something to me, gave me tingles in my stomach and made my throat dry. What was this even happening? I was supposed to be mad at him because he had my picture but...I can't really be mad at him after this.

I slowly went inside and stood beside him, a few steps behind so he can't see me, observing his cooking skills carefully. He was good at it. Just the way his hands moved and just how clean everything looked, there was no mess, it clearly stated he was experienced in this.

He got some call on his phone and as he was about to answer, his other hand was about to touch the hot pan. I gasped and immediately held onto his hand, he flinched. Kenji twisted my wrist and was ready to punch me but his eyes softened as he realised it was me.

He immediately left my wrist and held onto it softly again, examining it with eyes full of concern. "Oh I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" He said as he gently rubbed my wrist and sighed. To avoid what happened last time with Minato, I turned the gas stove off.

"I'm really okay Kenji! Don't worry!" I said as I removed my hand from his wrist and rotated it to show him he hadn't injured me. He heaved a sigh of relief and softly snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me closer gently.

Kenji nuzzled his face in my neck crook and placed his other hand around my shoulders, running his fingers through my hair. He was hugging me gently and it felt so good being in those big arms. I placed my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

He inhaled deeply "I've missed you y/n.." he said and kissed my jaw softly. I couldn't help but blush. Slowly, he pulled away from me, his hands still where they were. A gentle smile was on his lips.
"Did you miss me too?" He asked. I couldn't lie, I didn't miss him much but I was mad at him for the most of the time so I just ignored his question.

He smirked slightly "You found it I guess.." I looked at him with wide eyes, how does he know? I gulped. It felt wrong even though it wasn't wrong. I felt weird that I had rummaged through his personal stuff.

He put his index finger under my chin and slowly made me look up, into his eyes again when I tried to look at the ground. He put his other hand into his pocket and pulled out a small black rubber band while talking to me. "I can't help it y/n... everywhere I go... everything I do..." He said as he gently tied my hair into a low pony tail and continued speaking "I can't help but think about you..."