✔️ 40 Weeks [Book 1] | Jeon Jungkook

Week 25 - Part 1

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"Excuse me!"

Taehyung was headed to work, walking briskly through the shopping district, his phone to his ear, talking to Jungkook. He pulled the collar of his jacket up to help block the chilly spring wind.

"I'm trying to save up for a car. Eomma lets me drive hers a lot but then I have to take my brothers everywhere and Taemin talks too much," Taehyung said.

"Sir, wait! Can I talk to you for a second?!"

"Who's that?" Jungkook asked.

A woman calling out caught Taehyung's attention. He looked over his shoulder, his phone still against his ear. No one else was close enough for her to be talking to besides him. He pointed to himself, looking at her suspiciously. She nodded, too out of breath from literally running across the street trying to catch him.

"I don't know. She looks crazy." Taehyung mumbled.

The woman had finally caught up to him, her once sleek hair now full of flyaways from running. He stared at her with raised eyebrows, giving her a moment to catch her breath.

"I really need to do more cardio," she mumbled to herself, still panting.

"Are you ok, noona?" He asked. "You look like you're about to pass out."

Jungkook snickered through the speaker.

"I'm good," she waved off, taking another deep breath before composing herself. "My name is Mayumi. I'm an agent with Dul Set Modeling Agency."

Taehyung looked her over. She was a cute woman that looked older than him, maybe in her early 30s, but rather young to be a talent scout. Weren't they supposed to be old people with faces that said they'd gone under the knife a few too many times?

Either way, he wasn't interested.

"I'm sorry, I have to get to work," he said, starting to walk away.

Mayumi's heels clicked swiftly beside him. To be so short she could walk pretty fast to keep up with his long legs.
"Of course! I would hate to make you late for work. But I can walk with you if you'll allow me one minute, no, forty-five seconds of your time?"

"Just talk to her," Jungkook laughed, still on the phone.

"I'll call you back, Kookie," he said, hanging up. Not that she gave him much of a choice since she was still trotting next to him, her smile overly bright and hopeful, Taehyung nodded for her to continue.

"Yes!" she squealed. "So, like I said, I'm an agent with Dul Set Modeling Agency. Junior agent, actually. Our agency has been in business for well over a decade, and we were named an up and coming contender in Seoul Style magazine last year.

Anyway, our agency has flourished tremendously over the years and we're always looking for new, fresh, visually striking faces.

"And yours," she said, holding his forearm, causing him to look at her and they stopped walking. "Yours is perfect! What is your name?"

He answered hesitantly. "Taehyung."

"Taehyung? I want you to be one of our models," she beamed.

Taehyung looked down at her skeptically. Her eyes were open almost to capacity and her body could barely contain what looked like the energy of both of his younger brothers combined. She didn't look shady, but fake modeling agencies were a real thing, and he wasn't about to get duped into paying a ton of money to a faceless person in hopes to become a world-famous model.