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

7. Runaway in Seoul

(Y/N) pov
It has been almost two month after we got back from Paris. I can't stop thinking about Hoseok. I should've ask him for his phone number or a way to contact him. I mean he's from Korea so I'm sure I'll get to see him around but it's not like Korea is a small place. There's about 51 million people in Korea.

" (y/n)! Come on it's time to go." My manager called. Soyeon is no longer my manager. She decided to continue her education and become a fashion designer instead so she went back to college last month. My new manager is still a newbie so he's pretty clumsy at times.

"Coming!" I said as I run down the stairs.

I have another photoshoot for Vogue.

When we arrived, I greeted the photographer. After I greeted him, they told me to quickly get dressed. I follow one of the stylist into the dressing room and quickly change into a pink dress. After changing, I went to sit down on the chair to get my makeup and hair done.

After they finish, I head out to where the photographer is.

"You're finally here!" The photographer said as he walk toward a man wearing a brown jacket carrying two bags.

"I'm sorry. I could've gotten here earlier but because of the traffic—" the man try to explain but the photographer cut him off.

"Explain later. I need you to set up those." The photographer said, pointing at the two bag the man carried.

I approached them to make sure everything was alright.

"Is everything okay?" I ask the photographer.

"Everything's fine. Just that my assistant is late." The photographer replied, "I'm sorry but it's going to take a while since we need to set up everything."

"Oh, it's fine. I can wait." I said.

"Thank you." The photographer said and hen turn to his assistant, "What are you doing? Hurry."

"Yes sir." The assistant said.

I turn to look at the assistant and a smile lit up on my face as I saw who it was.

"Hoseok?!" I said.

He look up at me and said, "Oh, (y/n)!"

"You finally got a job in the photography industry huh?" I ask.

"Haha, yeah." He replied.

"Oh? You two know each other?" The photographer ask.

"Haha, yeah." I replied.

"Oh." The photographer said.

"I'm gonna go set this up." Hoseok said.

"Yeah yeah, go." I said.

Lunch Break

After a few shots, one of the staff called for lunch break.

Everyone started to gather around the truck that deliver food for us.

As we eat, I walk around the studio looking for Hoseok Who was sitting by himself at a table next to the photoshoot area. Instead of eating, he was looking at some photos in the camera.

"Hi." I said.

"Oh, hi." He replied.

"What you doing?" I ask.

"Just looking." He replied.

"Oh. I see." I said.

I sat down next to him and said, " hey, remember that one time I said I'll pay you back once we got back to Seoul?"

"Uh huh?" He replied.

I look around at the crew and they all were distracted by the food.

"Should we runaway?" I ask and he looked at me.

He turn around to look at the crew and said, "Now? But what about your photoshoot?"

"I'll make it up to them. Plus, I'm sure they got pretty much the photos they need." I said.

"But what if I get fired?" He ask.

"Here let's do this." I said as I took a piece of paper and wrote down:
I'm sorry, I have to leave early. I have a stomach ache all of a sudden. I don't think I can stay till tonight.  -Jung Hoseok.

I give it to him and he smile.

"Let's go." He said.

"One sec." I said.

I quickly went to the dressing room to grab my purse and quickly head back out to where Hoseok is.

We look over to see that they're not looking over to our way and quickly head out the back door.

With smiles on our faces, I hold his hand and we both quickly ran.

(Y/n)'s clumsy manager's pov

After every finish eating, the staff told me to find (y/n) so they can continue the shooting.

After looking for her for a while, I couldn't find her. I went into the dressing room but she wasn't there either. I took out my phone and call her but her phone was ringing on the dressing table.

I tried my best not to panic. If I don't find her, I might lose my job.

I couldn't hold it back anymore. My fear made me start to panic.

I open the door and screamed, "(y/n) is gone!!!)

Everybody looked at me and started running around the studio searching for (y/n).

(Y.n) pov

As we held hand and walk down the street, we quickly got on a bus and let it take us to wherever.

"Let's get off on the last bus stop." Hoseok said. I smiled and said, "okay."

Another runaway with the man who I'm secretly in love with. I know for sure this is going to be another best day of my life.

The End