✔️ 40 Weeks [Book 1] | Jeon Jungkook

Week 33 - Part 3

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"Do you mind if I sit here?"

Jungkook looked over at the woman that had sat next to him in the VIP section where he was currently observing the crowd. She was tall, slender, and unrealistically beautiful, much like the birthday girl. She must be a model too.

"My name is Zuri," she said, offering her hand.

"Jungkook."

"Jungkook," she repeated, shaking his hand. "I don't think I've seen you around before."

She held out a small metal tin of mints, offering him one with a smile. "These are my favorite. They're really good."

He smiled nervously but accepted one, not wanting to be impolite. It tasted like licorice.

"I'm not a model. I mean, I have modeled but I just do it because my best friend makes me."

Where was he, anyway? Jungkook was starting to get tired of sitting and contemplated taking an Uber back to the hotel instead of spoiling their fun just because he was homesick. He sat up and looked over the edge of the platform, catching sight of Taehyung and Jimin dancing. Jungkook pressed his lips into a line, deciding to wait a little longer for them. He took a long drink of his water, deciding to just swallow the bitter mint instead.

Those were her favorite?

"I'll have to thank your friend for dragging you out here then," she smiled, showing her perfectly straight and most definitely whitened teeth.

Her company was welcomed. She was chatty and he learned a lot about her, like how she got into modeling after the process of becoming an idol wasn't as glamorous as the media made it out to be. He would probably never see her again after tonight, but at least he didn't have to sit bored by himself.

Everything about her was impossibly and unattainably beautiful, from her small face and large eyes to her invisible waist and glowing aura that radiated from her body.

Jungkook blinked.

"How old are you?" She asked.

"19."

"Oh, wow! I thought you would have been at least my age. You look so mature. I'm 23."

"That's just cuz I lift weights and drink milk," he said.

Zuri giggled. Jungkook mirrored her, laughing after several seconds of silence.

"Do you want to dance?" She asked.

"I have a girlfriend. She's really pretty," he blurted.

"So do I," Zuri laughed.

"That's so cool!" Jungkook gushed, brushing the flower petals from his shirt. "Do you like to fuck her sometimes too? Cuz I do. Like, a lot. Not your girlfriend. Mine."

"You should drink some water," Zuri chuckled.

"How did you know I was thirsty?" He picked up his glass of water, briefly hypnotized by the swirls of glitter mixed in the liquid before downing all of it.

Zuri only chuckled, opening her mint container and eating one herself. Before the tin closed,  one of the dove shapes stamped on a mint took flight, exploding into a little firework moments later, the resulting sparks shimmering until they disappeared.