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Jennie forgot how the beginning of a relationship felt like. Unlike the cheesy rom-coms she watched obsessively, Jennie never had a love-at-first-sight experience. There was always a strong attraction, but feelings took their sweet time to develop. Slow and steady, not instant.
If her past relationships were anything to go by, Jennie expected to have a long way ahead with Lisa before things started to feel serious. And considering that she and Lisa were friends for a while before getting together, she didn’t anticipate any major changes besides the obvious addition of flirting and physical touch.
Clearly, she had heavily underestimated the intensity of the feelings that Lisa provoked.
It was so strange, almost concerning. She’d think of Lisa at random times, linking her to small parts of her day to fill the absence whenever they were apart. It wasn’t as though Jennie’s life was in monochrome before. For as long as she could remember, she had never relied on anyone to add colours around her. But Lisa brought these specks of light that made Jennie’s life seem a little brighter, and Jennie found herself wanting to be around her all the time.
Chaeyoung told her she found Jennie’s obsession rather cute.
But Jennie Kim did not obsess over people. So what was different about Lisa?
It wasn’t just about the feeling, Jennie concluded. She knew some people simply liked being in a relationship. A matter of loving the feeling more than the person, in some way. But Jennie didn’t think anyone could have the same effect that Lalisa Manoban had on her.
Maybe it was going to be temporary, she thought initially. A flame that burned bright and hot in the beginning, only to dim down the line. One of those relationships that started on the highest of highs and awaited the inevitable drop.
But in the three weeks she had spent being Lisa’s girlfriend, Jennie had not seen a single cloud in the horizon. And in the peacefulness of this new feeling, she granted herself the luxury of simply enjoying it.
“Jennie.”
Jennie hummed unconsciously.
A low laugh resounded right next to her.
“I can’t tell if you’re waking up or just stirring in bed.”
Her eyes fluttered open, disoriented.
No one was next to her.
“Well, I guess I’ll hang up,” she heard again, this time more quietly.
Immediately, Jennie dived out of her duvet to grab her phone from the pillow, cursing when it slipped from her fingers and fell on the floor.
“I’m awake,” she said as loudly as she could, stretching beyond the edge of her mattress to pick up the device and hold it to her ear, “I’m right here.”
“Oh, I wish you were right here,” Lisa commented.
Jennie tiredly rubbed her eyes, trying to deal with the sleepiness still in her body and Lisa’s morning voice at the same time. “I could have been right there if you had let me stay last night.”
“You’re the one that said it would be a bad idea when you have to work the next day.”
Jennie laughed silently, sitting back against the headboard of her bed. “I can’t help it. You can be very distracting.”
“Jennie.”
“Okay, okay, no teasing first thing in the morning.” She paused. “Because it’s morning, right?”
“Yeah,” Lisa breathed. “My alarm went off and I saw our call still going.”
Jennie looked at her screen. “Nine hours. Impressive.”
The phone call started the previous night, when Lisa insisted for Jennie to stay on the line while she made her way home. When Jennie finally got to her apartment, she didn’t feel the need to hang up, continuing to talk to Lisa throughout the evening and leaving her on speaker when she had to carry out her nightly routine. Her day ended with Lisa’s voice next to her while she laid in bed, and seemingly neither of them hung up before finally falling asleep.
“I’m going to start getting ready. I need to leave for work soon,” Lisa said, sounding apologetic.
“Take it easy, please.”
“Oh, it’s been ages since I was sick. I’m full of energy, trust me. Never been better.”
“Is that so?” Jennie smiled, knowing well why Lisa was putting emphasis on her improved condition. “Good to hear.”
“Yes. Today I’m feeling extra better,” Lisa continued. “So, just wondering, will I be able to see you soon?”
“Why? Do you miss me already?”
“Like crazy.”
Jennie bit her lip. It seemed like Lisa woke up on the right side of the bed.
“I guess I could make some time to see you today,” Jennie mused, although she already started making plans in her head. She was definitely seeing her girl today.
“Or I could come to you. Just tell me when and where.”
“It’s fine,” Jennie laughed quietly. “I’ll see you this evening, Lisa.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“And I’ll let you focus on getting ready now.” Jennie said teasingly. “I hope you think of me the whole day.”
“You don’t need to tell me. It happens anyways.”
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Lisa genuinely looked surprised to see her walk through the door of the fast-food place later that evening. Almost as if she had assumed that getting together led to a big change and Jennie would decide to never stop by again.
There were notable differences, admittedly. For instance, instead of a friendly greeting, Jennie now had the pleasure of having Lisa’s eyes look her up and down appreciatively, something she would have never been caught doing before they started dating. Jennie had a feeling it still used to happen, but Lisa must have been subtle about it.
Approaching the front counter, Jennie leaned her arm on its surface and batted her eyelashes at the frozen girl standing behind it, a flirty smile appearing easily on her lips.
“I need your keys,” she said casually.
“Well, hello. Nice to see you too,” Lisa said sarcastically, though she couldn’t hide the way her mood instantly brightened at Jennie’s visit. “Do you have a thing for breaking into my apartment now?”
“It’s not breaking in if I have the keys,” Jennie deadpanned, holding up her palm waiting to receive them.
“Right now?” Lisa questioned with a hint of disappointment. Asking for her keys meant that Jennie wouldn’t stick around for the rest of her shift.
“Yes. Otherwise, it won’t be ready on time.”
“What won’t be ready?”
As if she had been waiting to be asked, Jennie lifted up her other arm, proudly showing her full shopping bag. “Your dinner!”
Right after work, Jennie had spent a good hour browsing the fanciest supermarket she could find, carefully selecting fresh ingredients in preparation for her plans for the night. Last time she had the opportunity to cook for Lisa was during her sick days, and Jennie couldn’t deny how much she truly enjoyed taking care of her.
Lisa’s lips curved at the enthusiasm. “You didn’t have to—”
“—but I wanted to,” Jennie finished off for her. Her palm was still awaiting between them. Seeing that Lisa still wouldn’t budge, Jennie added, “The kiss you’ve been waiting for won’t happen if we’re stuck here.”
A moment of silence ensued, but then a loud snort from the staff area burst their little bubble. Presumably, Ryujin was also on shift that late afternoon. Lisa’s cheeks turned red immediately, prompting her to start touching her pockets until she located her keys and hastily placed them in Jennie’s hand.
Jennie only smiled satisfied, not bothered in the least by their audience. What Jennie wanted, Jennie shall receive.
As she left, she made sure to blow a kiss to her blushing girl. “See you soon, darling.”
Time seemed to fly whenever Lisa was involved. One moment Jennie was unpacking everything she had bought in Lisa’s kitchen, and the next she was turning off the stove and hearing Lisa knocking at the door. Jennie almost thought it was a random stranger until she remembered that she had deprived Lisa of her house keys an hour prior.
Lisa didn’t have a dining table, but Jennie comfortably set up the tableware on the living room coffee table like they used to do when they were just friends hanging out. She tried to be a little fancier this time, adding a candle to set up the mood.
Since she was right in the middle of the line of sight from the bathroom door, Jennie couldn’t keep her preparations a surprise—Lisa saw them as soon as she stepped out of the shower. She then panicked about being underdressed, but Jennie pulled her by the wrist until she dropped on the floor next to her.
She didn’t tell Lisa that her after-shower look was easily one of her favourites.
“How much do I owe you for the shopping?” was the first thing Lisa asked, grabbing her phone to open her online banking app. Jennie snatched the device out of her hands and left it on the sofa behind them.
“You owe me your undivided attention.”
“That’s something I give you all the time for free,” Lisa replied.
Jennie never understood couples that sat opposite each other while eating. Having Lisa next to her meant that the girl’s arm was around her waist in a matter of seconds, her other hand resting on her knee.
With her index under Lisa’s chin to make sure she looked at nothing but her, Jennie could only say, “Well, aren’t I lucky for that?”
Lisa rolled her eyes at the suggestive tone, but Jennie’s bright smile was enough to make her lean forward and give her the first kiss of the evening. It always started slow and shy, Lisa taking all the time she needed to enjoy the feeling of Jennie’s lips. Except when it came to Jennie, one kiss was never enough, and soon many more followed. Each more intense than the previous one.
It was one of the many perks of being promoted past the friend stage.
Their little moment was interrupted by Lisa’s buzzing phone, at which point Jennie had a clear view of the girl’s lockscreen.
“You have to change that,” Jennie gasped in shock, grabbing the phone before Lisa had the chance to. The cat was long gone, replaced by a photo of Jennie herself. “I look absolutely hideous.”
“If you’re hideous then what does that make of me?” Lisa commented humorously. She managed to get the device back and look at the photo lovingly. “And I think you look beautiful. All the time.”
“I’m in my pyjamas and I have no makeup on, and my hair looks like a mess,” Jennie started listing in distress, “and the lighting is awful.”
“You’re the one that sent it to me.”
That part was most definitely true. Jennie had sent it amidst a playful conversation, but she didn’t put half as much effort in making it a good picture as other ones she sent Lisa.
“I didn’t think you’d make it your lockscreen!”
“I’ll change it back if you don’t like it,” Lisa offered reassuringly.
The fact that Lisa had her photo as her lockscreen was not a problem at all. Jennie would even say that she rejoiced at the thought of being the first sight Lisa saw whenever she used her phone. But that photo? Surely there were hundreds of other options where she looked at least a little more presentable.
“No, no, I like it. I want it to be me.” Jennie stopped Lisa’s attempt to open her gallery in search of cat pictures. “But why did you pick this one?”
“Well, when I first looked at it, for a moment I just thought… that I’m one of the few that gets to see you like this.” Lisa explained calmly. “The version of you that’s only for the eyes of those close to you. I like the feeling of being one of them.”
As she finished speaking, Lisa must have felt conscious under Jennie’s heart-eyed gaze. She shyly cleared her throat and grabbed the chopsticks on the table, mumbling something about the food getting cold to change the subject of their conversation.
“I’ll send you a better one,” Jennie muttered at last.
Later that night, in the privacy of her bedroom, Jennie had decided to wear her sexiest silk pyjama set. She made sure her face was fresh from her skincare routine, and that her hair was brushed to achieve the casual look she aimed for. Then, she adjusted the lights of her room and lay on her bed, posing as sensually as she could before she snapped a photo.
When the picture was delivered to Lisa, the girl made it very clear that she was NOT making that her public lockscreen. Apparently, that version of Jennie was exclusively for her eyes only.
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The shift to becoming an official couple came easily. Unlike Ella suggested, Jennie didn’t have the time for unclear labels. She was either in a relationship, or she was single. Lisa thought the same, or to be more precise, she was very happy at the prospect of calling Jennie her girlfriend.
Lisa messaged her during her breaks, aware that Jennie couldn’t be on the phone during her work hours. Jennie called during her lunch, knowing that Lisa had no issue in picking up the phone when the fast-food place wasn’t too busy.
Awkward silence was not really a concern. Even when they weren’t saying anything, Jennie found comfort in knowing that Lisa was there, content with listening to her silence too. At times, Mina would catch her carefree smiles and send her an amused glance, without ever questioning the cause.
People noticed, evidently. Not in a nosy, invasive way. There was just a different aura to Jennie since she started being with Lisa. It wasn’t a massive difference, but a clear sign that there was a certain someone in her life now.
It wasn’t just a matter of being able to say “I have a girlfriend.”
What made Jennie the proudest was the right to tell the world, “Lalisa Manoban is my girlfriend.”
Although her job did the most to hinder the time she had to enjoy the benefits that came with that label.
For the third day in a row, Jennie sat in her office surrounded by empty desks. Most of the rooms in the building had already been vacated at the usual clock out time, leaving Jennie in the yellow hues of her department ceiling lights hours past it.
Raising her arms and linking her fingers above her head, Jennie stretched her back and let out a tired groan, her eyes locating the wall clock to take note of the time. She began to collect all the loose papers scattered on her desk, gathering them in a pile and tapping the bottom on a flat surface to even the edges.
While staying at work late wasn’t exactly her favourite task, Jennie appreciated the peaceful atmosphere of being the only one left in the office. She obviously adored her team, but being alone allowed her mind to take a break, not having anyone else’s thoughts or ideas in the way. In a time where she had to completely focus on the upcoming projects, reducing distractions helped quite a bit.
But once she could pack her things and put on her coat, Jennie only looked forward to leaving. It was almost as if her brain pressed the little red x on the windows and tabs opened in her brain, giving her a fresh state of mind.
Her exit routine was almost always the same. She walked to the most spacious of the two available lifts on her floor, not having to wait long when there was significantly less traffic in the building. Once she reached the ground floor, she removed her lanyard and scanned her ID to let herself out, shoving the card in her bag once she stepped past the security gates.
Then, Jennie’s sole aim was to get out. As soon as she could walk through the revolving doors at the front, she could finally detach herself from work. No more reading, no more assessing, no more approving. As though the weight of her responsibilities remained in the building when she left.
But there was something more than that relief. Something that only a specific person could bring her.
And that very same person was unexpectedly waiting outside, casually sitting on a bench with her legs stretched out.
Jennie almost didn’t recognise her. Mostly, the fact that it was an unannounced visit made her feel slightly disoriented.
The hood of Lisa’s big jacket covered her head, but Jennie saw the familiar scarf she gave her weeks ago adorning her neck. Once Lisa spotted her approaching, she stood up, hands in her pockets as she offered a timid smile.
Jennie’s confusion didn’t hold for long, completely crushed by sudden joy.
Led by instinct, Jennie didn’t think twice before rushing to Lisa’s arms.
There’d be time for the how’s and the why’s, her priorities were very clear.
Planting her mouth on Lisa’s smiling lips over and over was first on the list.
“Ouch, ouch—Jennie!”
The second was to drill into Lisa’s brain that being out in the cold was not good for her health.
“You. Will. Get. Sick. Again!” Jennie stated, each word followed by a slap on the shoulder.
Hearing Lisa’s carefree laugh was exactly what Jennie needed to revitalise. Hours of work faded from her system, replaced by the warmth Lisa brought to her.
The reason behind her visit should’ve been predictable, yet Jennie still found herself surprised. It seemed that during their phone calls, Lisa paid attention not only to her words, but also her tone.
Earlier in the day, Jennie had offhandedly mentioned that she hated her journey home whenever she worked overtime. It was always cold and dark and everything she despised. In the moment, she simply wanted to complain, not realising that Lisa had picked up on her frustration.
“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Jennie told her as they walked hand in hand to the train station. “I could get used to this.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” was all Lisa said in response.
Jennie didn’t think Lisa realised just how much her words and actions influenced her vision of their future. Because someone like Lisa fit perfectly into her life. And Jennie found it harder and harder not to imagine sharing it with her for a really long time.
It frightened her at times. Creating expectations was often a set up for failure.
When they boarded the train, Lisa ensured to stay by Jennie’s side, scanning the people around them quickly.
The train wasn’t crowded, but most seats were taken, leaving the girls standing. Jennie listened as Lisa talked her through her day at work, partly to keep her entertained but also to simply hear her voice as long as she could.
Truthfully, Jennie missed being around the fast-food shop. Besides the addition of overtime stealing all her free afternoons, Lisa had been coming over to her place more often, meaning that Jennie didn’t get a chance to snoop around and collect work updates.
“The new guy is a customer-magnet,” Lisa said with an incredulous shake of head, “girls come in just to be served by him. It’s baffling.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Not when he’s bad at literally everything else.”
“Oh, come on. You’re too harsh on him.”
“He is the most incompetent person we’ve ever hired.“
Jennie raised an eyebrow. “Then why did you hire him, exactly?”
“Nepotism.”
“Huh?”
“The son of one of Jisoo’s distant relatives,” Lisa clarified.
“Ah, I see,” Jennie nodded. “Is he nice at least?”
“Well, based on the number of apologies he gives out every time he messes up, I guess so?” Lisa said noncommittally. “He’s lucky that the business is thriving thanks to his good looks.”
“He does have a pretty face, to be fair.” Jennie shrugged, recalling the one time she did see him on shift.
Lisa hummed in acknowledgement, her lips in a straight line.
“Don’t be jealous now.”
“I’m not.”
“You’re sulking.”
“I’m not!” Lisa insisted, “But I see his charm worked on you too.”
“Incorrect,” Jennie tapped her nose. “It’s only your pretty face that works on me, I’m afraid.”
“Yeah?” Lisa smiled, pleased. “Only mine?”
“Only yours.”
Jennie’s updates of the day weren’t as entertaining, but Lisa listened attentively either way. Being tired casted a dramatic shadow on anything she said, which Lisa seemed to find amusing.
But at some point, amidst Jennie’s complaints about outrageous coffee prices, she lost Lisa’s attention. As self-centered as it may have sounded, it was rather abnormal for that to happen. It was one of the things Jennie loved to tease Lisa about.
Lisa’s head would turn minimally, enough for the group of people behind her to enter her peripheral view. Jennie curiously looked past the other girl, trying to locate the source of Lisa’s distraction.
The only weird vibes she sensed originated from a man standing across the carriage from them. He was wearing a mask and a beanie, but Jennie saw his eyes glance her way multiple times. It wouldn’t have been unusual for strangers in close proximity to make accidental eye contact, but the fact that the man didn’t look away when Jennie caught him looking was enough of a giveaway that his intentions were not innocent.
Jennie didn’t mention it, yet Lisa wordlessly moved in front of her, covering the man’s line of sight completely. Jennie was startled by the sudden change in position, looking up at her girlfriend towering over her protectively. Her hand easily grabbed one of the hanging straps suspended from the train ceiling for support, something that Jennie could never do with her limited height.
When Jennie focused on Lisa’s face, she took notice of the unusual, hardened gaze.
“Do you want to get off?”
“It’s only a couple of stops,” Jennie replied, although her focus completely shifted to how hot Lisa looked when she was annoyed. “I’m fine, really.”
“Just say the word and we can leave,” Lisa continued. “And I really don’t like that you have to make this journey at night by yourself.”
“Taeyang used to pick me up when we were together, so I thought the logical change would be to take the train like I usually do.” Jennie pursed her lips in thought. She didn’t want to minimise the issue because that would be stupidly careless, but without a car she had limited options. “I can get a taxi from tomorrow.”
“I can pick you up too.”
“And make you do the journey to my workplace by yourself?” Jennie raised an eyebrow. “No chance. Maybe this will serve as motivation to get my license eventually.”
“You said you cried when you had to go around a roundabout last time.”
“They are terrifying!” Jennie insisted.
During one of her driving lessons, she had been frozen at a roundabout entrance, overwhelmed by the number of cars that just kept passing in front of her. She just couldn’t figure out how long she was supposed to give way to other vehicles. A mortifying experience.
“You also said you get scared when there’s a truck behind you on the highway.”
Jennie didn’t like being called out on her poor driving experience so much.
She was born to be a passenger princess.
“Because they’re so huge and intimidating. Like a bear next to a kitten.”
Finally, Lisa’s expression relaxed. At least Jennie’s nightmares on the road served a purpose.
Distracted by Lisa’s amused smile, Jennie made the mistake of looking down.
When they entered and felt the train’s heating on, Lisa had unzipped her jacket. Now that she was right in front of her with her arm stretched above, her shirt had risen up slightly, giving Jennie the wonderful view of her abdomen. She wondered how it would feel to run her hand over it, whether it would feel just as firm as it looked.
Great. Now she was being a pervert on the train.
Lisa had definitely caught her in the act, if her cheeky grin was anything to go by.
“I wasn’t doing anything!” Jennie whispered-yelled, glad to see Lisa’s happier mood but also flustered for the reason behind the change.
“I didn’t say you were.”
“Okay, good.”
Jennie turned her head to look outside the windows, avoiding Lisa’s playful eyes. When she refused to look back at her, Lisa simply kissed the top of her head.
“You’re pretty when you blush.”
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Jennie wasn’t the biggest fan of public displays of affection. Being stuck behind touchy-feely couples on escalators made her feel extremely awkward, not to speak of those that kissed right next to her on lifts. Certain moments could just wait, surely.
For that exact reason, all it took was getting out of the public eye for Jennie to say fuck it and kiss Lisa in the middle of an empty street.
The perfect example of being mindful and respectful.
When she didn’t have an audience to worry about, Jennie didn’t bother holding back.
The best part was that Lisa never complained, more than happy to welcome any form of affection from Jennie.
Lisa always kissed her like she had been waiting her whole life to do so. At times, she’d hold Jennie’s jaw tenderly and tilt her head up to look into her eyes with such adoration that made Jennie wonder what was going on in that beautiful little mind of hers.
Somehow, Jennie could tell that Lisa enjoyed the idea of having Jennie’s lips all to herself. Even when they were outside and meant to behave.
“I need to walk you home,” Lisa whispered against her mouth, pulling her head back every time Jennie tried to chase after her lips.
It was nice when Lisa took the role of being the voice of reason. It meant that Jennie could be as shameless as she wanted.
“What you need to do is to shut up and kiss me,” Jennie insisted, already on her way to resume what Lisa had so kindly interrupted.
Gripping the sides of Lisa’s jacket to pull her closer, Jennie couldn’t have sounded more seductive.
Until her heel missed the edge of the sidewalk, suddenly pushing her off balance. With less than a second to react, Jennie let out a surprised yelp, her hands frantically searching for something to grab onto.
Lisa was quick to wrap a steady arm around her waist, not bothered by the death-grip Jennie’s fingers had on her elbow. Worried eyes searched hers, but at the sight of Jennie’s outraged expression, Lisa could only suppress a laugh.
“Pretend you didn’t see that.”
“Hard to miss, unfortunately.”
“This is your fault.”
“How?”
“You tried to be responsible.”
“And you tried to be reckless!”
Jennie huffed. “I was supposed to be hot and sexy.”
It soon became clear that saying no to Jennie Kim wasn’t really an option. Finally giving in, Lisa pulled her closer by the waist, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her pouting lips. “Who said you weren’t?”
It was official. Jennie couldn’t keep her hands off her girlfriend. It was the only plausible conclusion Jennie came to. In the entirety of the five minutes that it took them to walk from the station to Jennie’s apartment building, she had maintained her eyes on Lisa and her magnificent side profile, trusting the other girl to lead the way instead.
Jennie remembered to smile at the concierge, hoping that the desire igniting every cell in her body wasn’t visible to him. She could barely stand still as they stepped into the lift, waiting for the doors to shut completely before she had Lisa pressed against the mirror of the metal box.
Kisses inside lifts were completely acceptable if they were alone, Jennie confirmed.
Feeling more relaxed now that they had some sort of privacy, Lisa gladly kissed back just as fiercely, her fingers curling around the belt loops of Jennie’s trousers to hold her in place.
The infamous ding signalling the arrival at their floor put an end to their short makeout session. Jennie stepped back on her side of the lift like nothing happened and checked her lipstick on the mirror while Lisa steadied her breathing.
Once the doors opened, Jennie calmly strolled out. Lisa unwrapped the scarf from her neck, feeling like her face was as red as a tomato.
They were silent in the corridor. Jennie inserted the code on her keypad to unlock the door, while Lisa leaned her back against the wall and waited.
When Jennie opened the front door and looked over her shoulder expectantly, Lisa could only follow her inside.
At first, Lisa took a few seconds to look around, the apartment feeling a lot more like a home now. Jennie had decorated a little, the shelves were full, and the floors were clean of storage boxes.
In the time Lisa spent observing, Jennie took off her coat and hung it up next to the door. She got her feet out of her heels and placed them neatly under it alongside her other pairs of shoes. Lisa followed her lead and shrugged off her jacket, leaving it on the arm of Jennie’s sofa.
“You did a great job,” she commented.
When Lisa was about to take her scarf off as well, Jennie stopped her. Just like the night she had given it to her, she used the ends of it to pull Lisa toward her, continuing where they left off in the lift.
“We just got here,” Lisa murmured, not protesting when Jennie guided her to sit on the sofa.
“And? You want a tour of the place?” Jennie responded sarcastically, placing her legs on either side of the seated girl until she was straddling her. “Coffee?” She kissed her. “Tea?” She kissed her again. “Or maybe a cold glass of milk?”
She removed the scarf from Lisa’s neck completely and threw it across the room.
“Are you enjoying this?”
“Very much,” Jennie grinned, holding Lisa’s face between her hands. “Unless you’re not?”
Lisa grabbed her by the waist and pushed her down, turning until Jennie laid with her back against the sofa. The sudden movement elicited a surprised squeal from Jennie.
“I’m having a great time,” Lisa said looking down at her.
Jennie lifted herself until she could reach Lisa’s mouth again, wrapping both arms around her neck to pull her down with her.
As much as having Lisa on top of her turned her on, Jennie was not sure how far they would go. They never spoke about being intimate, but they didn’t shy away from it either. The most they had done was some touching over clothing, but it happened far too many times to be just a moment of lost composure. Jennie hoped that Lisa felt as eager to touch her as she did.
Her thoughts halted when Lisa reached for one of her hands, pulling it towards herself. The intensity of her gaze made Jennie’s knees feel weak.
“What are you doing?” Jennie questioned curiously.
She got her answer soon enough.
Lisa lifted her shirt to let Jennie’s hand inside, pressing it against her abdomen like Jennie had daydreamed moments prior.
“Oh.” Jennie let her fingers spread, feeling the defined muscles under her touch. “That’s...”
“Meet your expectations?”
“Yes, fuck,” Jennie breathed, not being able to stop her hand from touching Lisa’s skin.
After they got together, Jennie’s little obsession had only grown stronger. Not only was Lisa aware of it, but she made the most of it too.
When Jennie had asked her if her muscles were a result of regular gym sessions, Lisa had only looked away embarrassed. Lisa told her she couldn’t really pay for a membership, so she started working out at home.
And when Jennie asked her when she had started, the rosy colour adorning Lisa’s cheeks were enough of an answer. So, if there was one thing Jennie was confident in was that those muscles were definitely hers to enjoy.
Her hand remained under Lisa’s shirt as her girlfriend leaned down to connect their lips once more. In that moment, Jennie could fully appreciate the silence of her apartment. The only sounds Jennie wanted to hear were Lisa’s kisses and her breaths and her moans and everything in between.
The temperature was rising, Lisa’s body melting against hers, yet Jennie wanted to pull her closer, feel her closer. With her hand still on bare skin, Jennie began to slide her hand up, guiding the hem of Lisa’s shirt with the movement.
Everything was going so well. Too well.
So, of course, Jennie’s phone had to ring.
Jennie’s immediate reaction was to ignore it. She held Lisa’s jaw to make sure she didn’t pull away, continuing to kiss her until she couldn’t anymore.
“You should get that,” Lisa mumbled a little out of breath, rolling onto her side and draping a leg over Jennie’s lower body when her girlfriend tried to switch their positions. “Answer, it’s okay. It might be important.”
Jennie shot Lisa a look of annoyance, though not directed at her. Lisa could only smile apologetically, once again motioning towards the ringing device.
With a frustrated sigh, Jennie removed her hand from inside Lisa’s shirt, shoving it in her trousers’ front pocket to pull out her phone. “Annoying piece of shit.”
An unknown number was flashing on her screen, making her hesitate before answering.
“Hey Jennie, it’s Jisoo. I need you to save my relationship while we’re still on time.”
“Excuse me?”
“My relationship is falling apart.”
Jennie exhaled slowly. That was not what she wanted to deal with that night.
Lisa had opted to rest her head on top of her chest, allowing Jennie to play with her hair aimlessly.
“Are you being serious right now?”
“Yes!” Jisoo almost yelled desperately. “It’s a disaster!”
“What did you do now?”
“I—why do you assume it’s my fault?”
Jennie raised an eyebrow. “Is it not?”
“Okay, yeah, it is. But not entirely,” Jisoo made sure to clarify. “Chaeyoung wanted to drink tonight but I don’t drink much so I stayed sober. But then after a couple of bottles of soju she asked me ‘would you still love me if I was a worm?’ And like, in that moment, I just pictured a slimy worm in my head and went ‘hell, no.’ Because that’s logical, right? I’m not into worms! But Chaeyoung started tearing up as if I said I hated her and kicked me out of the apartment and isn’t answering my calls and now I’m home and worried I screwed up for good.”
Jennie stayed silent. She continued to run her hand through Lisa’s hair gently as the other girl closed her eyes comfortably.
“I don’t even know what to say right now.”
Knowing her friend like she did, Jennie was certain it was not serious in the slightest. Chaeyoung got a bit emotional when she was drunk, and given that her reconciliation with Jisoo was still recent, she probably got carried away.
Jisoo told her that she couldn’t see Chaeyoung tomorrow due to an early hospital shift. Jennie reassured her she’d drop by and check on her instead, although her tone let some of her annoyance slip. After all, Jisoo had interrupted her in a pretty heated moment.
After hanging up, she switched off her phone completely and left it on the floor. She wasn’t risking anyone else calling her. Lisa didn’t utter a single word throughout, seemingly enjoying cuddling just as much as she enjoyed making out.
With her free hand, Jennie reached down to stroke Lisa’s thigh that was still resting on top of her body.
“Lili?”
“Hmm?”
“Would you still like me if I was a worm?” she questioned with a smile.
Lisa stayed quiet for a few seconds. Then, she opened one eye, looking up at Jennie through her lashes. “Maybe.”
Jennie laughed. She had expected a harsh no. “Maybe?”
“Yeah. If I was also a worm, I would think you were the most beautiful invertebrate to slither on Earth.”
“You’re so cute. I didn’t know you were so smooth with your words.”
“I’m not,” Lisa clarified. “I just like you a lot.”
“How much is a lot?”
Lisa leaned on her elbow to lift herself off Jennie. Like before, she grabbed one of Jennie’s hands, but brought it to her chest this time. Right above her heart.
“Do you feel that?”
“Yeah,” Jennie whispered, never taking her eyes off Lisa.
“My heart has been beating like this for you since I was fifteen.”
Jennie smiled.
So fucking smooth.
She retracted her hand, now reaching for her blouse collar and undoing several buttons, all under Lisa’s intense gaze. She then grabbed Lisa’s hand that was just holding hers and placed it on her bare chest, feeling the hesitancy in Lisa’s touch over her skin.
“How’s that?”
“Warm.”
“I meant my heartbeat.”
Lisa traced the area with her fingers, before she leaned down to replace the touch with her lips. Jennie welcomed the gentle kisses, holding Lisa’s neck as she let out a satisfied sigh.
Following Jennie’s pull, Lisa moved up to kiss her collarbone, and then found her pulse point right under her jaw. Jennie turned her head to kiss her mouth.
Lisa didn’t completely pull away, instead placing a small peck on Jennie’s nose and smiling brightly at her when their eyes met.
“So? How was my heartbeat?” Jennie asked again.
With Lisa’s touch on her skin, Jennie knew it had only gotten faster.
“Beautiful. Like the rest of you.”
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