The Runaway Model (Bts Jhope Fanfic) {Short Love Story}

3. My First Time

Soeyon's pov

"Madame (y.n) a disaparu!(Miss (y.n) is missing!)" One of the stylist shouted.

Everyone in the studio started to panic. The photographers order the staff to go look around the studio to search for (y.n).

One of the photographer walk up to me with a translator and yell, "you're her manager, why didn't you keep an eye on her?!"

"I'm sorry. I was in the restroom. Who was the stylist that was with her? Why didn't they look after her!" I yelled, using my acting skills.

"Hurry and go look for her!" The photographer yelled at other staffs.

(Y.N) pov

As I watch him walk, thoughts ran through me. If I go back to the studio, I'm probably gonna regret this chance. If I ran away, I should make it worth it.

"Hoseok!" I shouted.

He turn around and look at me.

"I know this is our first time meeting each other, but would you like to go on a date with me?" I ask.

Hoseok's pov

Although it was our first meeting, I don't know why those words made my heart flutter.

As she take a few steps toward me, I saw flowers around her, a beam of light shining off of her. It's as if an angel is walking toward me. What is wrong with me?

"Would you like to be a part of my runaway?" She ask.

"U-uh." I stuttered.

"You're a photographer aren't you? Want me to be your model for today as we roam around Paris?" She ask, "I mean, it's my first run away, why not make it worth it right?"

"If that's what you want, then I'll help you make it worth it." I said.

She smiled and said, "Alright, where should we go first?"

"How about getting you some comfortable shoes?" I ask, pointing to the heels she's holding in her right hand.

"Oh, haha, okay." She said.

We both walk on that street as we look around for a store that sells shoes.

As we walk, I slowed down and waited for her to get in front of me.

I took out my camera and took a picture of her back, with the city as the background.

"Should we go here? They sell shoes." She ask as she stopped in front of a store.

"Okay." I said and we both head in.

I went to look around the shop as she went to look for a shoe for her self.

As I turn the corner of the aisle, I saw (y.n) sitting in the chair, trying on a shoe. I put my camera up to my eye level and took a picture of her. She look up at me and said, "let me see."

"Huh?" I ask.

"You just took a picture of me, I want to see how it turns out." She said.

"No." I replied, "it's not fun if you see the picture right now. At the end of the day, I'll let you see all the pictures we took."

She laugh and said, "okay."

I shut the camera off and walk toward her.

"What do you think of this one?" She ask as she stands up.