1966, the Calm Before the Storm

"Oppa! Oppa! Guess what?" Sae-ron loudly proclaimed as she approached the young master who was wistfully leaning against the fence. She placed her palms on her knees as she bent down to take a quick breath. She had been running trying to find Jung-kook as soon as she heard the news.

"What?" Jung-kook asked, his eyes pensive and glistening.

"Wait, were you crying?" Sae-ron inquired. "Don't tell me...."

"That it's because you're too beautiful for words?" Jung-kook playfully cut her off.

"That joke is old and I'm already broke buying it," Sae-ron huffed.

"Fine, fine, so why did you run here? Are you just excited to see me?" Jung-kook teased.

"I am leaving as it seems I shouldn't tell you where Taehyung is," Sae-ron said as she started to walk away from the man whose mouth dropped at her audacity.

"Come back here, young lady!" Jung-kook yelled. "Are you pulling my leg, Sae-ron?"

"Hey, Mister! I would not dare touch your leg or any part of you, even if you paid me to," Sae-ron declared.

"Oh, come on! You know you want it!" Jung-kook chided the girl as her face turned crimson.

"Not if I want to lose my limbs, no thank you!" Sae-ron rebuffed. "So, do you want to find out where your handsome lover is staying right now?"

"Yes, yes! Please tell me!" Jung-kook said excitedly.

"There's a price though, for this information," Sae-ron advised the frail man who had been suffering for almost a year.

"Come on! Sae-ron! Wasn't I good enough to spare you from my mom's punishment?" Jung-kook reminded the servant-turned-friend.

"Well, wasn't I good enough to cover your ass since the beginning?" Sae-ron retorted.

"Touché! So, what's the payment?" Jung-kook asked.

"How about you give me your blessing to marry Taehyung?" Sae-ron said with a smirk on her face.