Chapter 18

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Leave Jisoo in a room with Jennie...and what do you get?

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I think I might be in some trouble.

I was doing fine after I got that amazing message from Rose, until it hit me that I'd be alone, with Jennie, in my apartment, with nobody else around, for the night, just her and me, the two of us, and I'm scared out of my mind.

I told Jennie that I was going to change into something more comfortable and that set off a flood of terror within me because I so didn't mean for that to come out like some sort of cheesy line. I fled to my bedroom and I've been freaking out ever since.

I want so badly to just have just fun with Jennie, no not like that, clean, wholesome fun, for now. In order for that to happen I think a patented Jisoo pep talk is in order.

First of all, I have to remember to breathe.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Jennie in a bikini!

Shit, I was doing so well.

Let me try that again.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Squeeeeeeeee!

I get Jennie all to myself!

Squeeeeeeeee!

I'm sure that my breathing will take care of itself, I need to move on.

I have a slew of other things on my checklist to get through.

I've come up with some dos and don'ts for tonight that will help me avoid any of the pratfalls that seem to come my way when I'm within 30 miles of Jennie.

Here we go.

Do be my regular charming and witting self.

Don't try too hard and I mean it this time.

Do think before I speak. It's an amazing concept and one I have made it my mission to master.

Don't bring up Hanbin, for any reason, whatsoever.

Do keep my eye out for any hazards that could cause me bodily harm.

Hmm, that should probably be rule number one.

And the last and probably most important thing I need to remember...

Drum roll please...

Don't fuck this up!

Ah, I think I'm ready to face Jennie now.

"You doing ok in there?" Jennie shouts from the other room.

Squeeeeeeeee!

Jennie in a bikini!

I slap myself a few times and when I feel sufficiently composed I turn the handle on my bedroom door. "You can do this." I whisper quietly before I take the last step and begin my night with Jennie, alone.

I did change by the way, I'm wearing black yoga pants and a white tank top. I thought about putting on something a bit dressier but then I remembered how this tank top shrunk a bit the last time I washed it. It fits me quite snugly and shows off my tan too.

What?

Look, if I can entice Jennie with some eye candy, that eye candy being me, it can't hurt.

Right?

I take a few steps and then stop. I scan my place for any purses laying on the ground, or nails sticking out of the floor, basically anything that I could trip or hurt myself on. I breathe easier when I see nothing so I continue my journey to the couch.

A few more steps and I repeat the process.

I can't be too careful, not with my track record.

Everything goes fine until I take my rightful spot next to Jennie and I catch sight of her bellybutton ring.

Forget her nose crinkle, that bellybutton ring could easily be the death of me.

On closer inspection I see that the ring has a peace sign on it.

Aww, she's making a political statement.

I love smart girls.

Don't get me wrong, a girl has to be attractive, but if there's nothing going on between her ears things can get boring really fast.

That's right Jennie, make love, not war.

Let me amend that.

Make love to me, not war.

Word!

"I was starting to get worried about you." Jennie says in that sassy way that makes me want to rip her clothes off.

What are my rules for tonight again?

I can't remember!

Fuck!

Jennie in a bikini!

I let out a forced laugh, "Oh well you know."

That was the best I could do?

Ugh.

"Are you in the mood to eat?" I ask out of nowhere. I think that sounds rude. Actually I don't even know what I think anymore to be honest. "I mean food, you know eating food." I'm rambling with no end in sight. The only reason I haven't bailed yet on the night is the mega cute smile I'm getting from a certain brunette. She makes me all squishy inside. "I can cook something for you if you'd like."

There, a complete sentence without sounding like I'm hitting on her or stupid.

Go Jisoo go!

Jennie leans back on the couch to stretch, causing her shirt to move higher up her perfect body. If she moves back any further I might be able to catch a glimpse of her bra.

Not helping.

I exhale as I let the one percent of my brain that isn't filled with lustful Jennie thoughts take over.

Jennie raises one of her eyebrows, damn that's sexy.

It's official, there's not one part of my brain left that isn't consumed by her.

"You can cook?" She drawls out huskily.

Her voice sends the blood in my body rushing south, way down south.

"Are you implying something?" I playfully ask as I give her a gentle shove.

Maybe she'll shove me back, which could lead to a tickle fight and then a pillow fight in just our underwear.

Great, I'm starting to think like a teenage boy, just great.

"Not at all." She smirks. "What's on the menu?"

You?

"I'm a very good cook, I'll have you know." I tell her as I get up to see what's in my cupboards.

Whew, I'm starting to cool down now that I'm away from her.

I really should have gone shopping for food instead of clothes the other day, I hardly have anything to offer Jennie.

That's odd, I feel warm all of a sudden.

Why is that?

"I'm sure you are." Jennie says and her breath hits the back of my neck.

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire!

Ew, balls!

I turn around and Jennie is standing very close to me.

Someone call 911, Jennie's presence has set me ablaze.

"Do you like mac and cheese?" I squeak out.

Jennie pats her stomach, "Sounds great."

I smile and then I start to gather the ingredients I'll need to make the best mac and cheese Jennie's ever tasted. "You can take seat, I've got this covered."

"I want to help." Jennie tells me.

Maybe she thinks I can't handle cooking by myself. "Jen, you're my guest, let me take care of you."

And I don't mean that in a dirty way.

Jennie looks like she wants to argue with me, but instead of doing that, she leaps onto the counter in one move. "I'll keep you company then."

I put the water on to boil and I applaud in my head when I don't drop the pot.

So far so good.

Jennie's feet are dangling off the edge of the counter and it's impossible for me not to notice how warm her eyes are. She seems happy to be in my company and in turn that makes me happy. "So...you and Rose, used to go out?"

Oh.

Time to set the record straight.

And maybe in time I'll make Jennie less straight.

Wait.

What if she's crushing on Rose and she wants to find out if there really is something going on between us?

Ok, calm down, that's ridiculous.

But they were laughing a lot on the car ride home.

I guess that was because I was hardly saying anything.

That better be the only reason!

"Honestly it was for like a week, it really was no big deal." I explain. I really don't want this to be an issue, because the only feelings I have for Rose are friendship ones.

But it would only be an issue if...

Stop!

Halt!

Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars.

I can't keep looking for hidden messages behind what Jennie says or I will drive myself bonkers. All this over thinking is the reason I've been on pins and needles when I'm near her. I can't keep putting myself through this.

Jennie bites on her bottom lip, "You guys just seem really close."

"We are." I reply as I go to check on the water. I turn back to Jennie and my answer doesn't seem to be sitting well with her. "But only as friends, there's just no spark between us, at all."

You, on the other hand, my dear are a completely different story.

Jennie nods her head as her face lights up again. "I understand, having a spark is so important."

I swear if she says she has that with Hanbin I'll vomit.

She doesn't, interesting.

I forget to check on the water again and of course it boils over onto the stove. "Shit." I exclaim as I grab a dishcloth. I move the pot so it's no longer on the burning element but in doing so some of the hot, scolding water hits my hand. "Shit." I exclaim again but it's more out of frustration than actual pain.

Jennie rushes over to my side, "Did you burn yourself?"

"It's not that sore." I assure her. "I don't think it'll even blister." I hold out the palm of my hand to show her that I'm just fine.

"Let me be the judge of that." Jennie says as she moves her hand under mine. "You can't be too careful." She whispers and she's inspecting my non-wound with great scrutiny.

I suck in my breath as I try not to react to Jennie caressing me. She makes it very hard though, especially when she uses her index finger to trace around the very small red mark that's just formed.

"It doesn't look too bad." Jennie looks up and our eyes zone in one each other. "You should put some ice on it though just to be sure." Her finger hasn't stopped moving and I'm close to passing out.

Not literally, I'm just being dramatic.

"Honestly I feel no pain." Because of Jennie all I feel is warm and fuzzy. I nearly whimper when she gives me back my hand.

Jennie has ignited me and I have to get back in control before I do something to embarrass myself.

Water!

That'll do the trick.

I grab a bottle from my fridge but I'm trembling and still reacting to Jennie so when I go to take a sip I miss my mouth and it pours all down my front. My back is to Jennie and I'm glad she missed what I did. Thankfully I didn't get any on my pants because that would have looked just awful.

Besides, it's only water, it'll come out in the wash.

Ha!

I'm funny!

I can't really hide what happened though. I turn towards Jennie to tell her I'm going to put on another shirt. Once I get the whole way around I see Jennie's jaw drop.

Oh no!

I guess even Jennie has her limits and the fact that I can't even take a simple sip of water was the last straw.

It so sucks to be me.

I wrack my brain for a plausible explanation about why I spilled my drink. I can't come up with anything and then Jennie's voice cuts into my brainstorming session.

"Uhm Jis..." Jennie keeps staring at my chest and she's making me feel even worse. She points in my direction and she seems to be at a loss for words. "You uhm, you..." Her voice trails off and I can see I've gotten her so flabbergasted she can't find the right way to tell me I'm a loser. "You might want to look down." She says in one breath.

I take her advice and when I realize what's going on my heart stops.

No word of a lie, for a couple of beats it goes completely still.

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Just when I think I've gotten my dignity back, this happens!

Oh, let me explain.

The water that I spilled made my shirt see through, but that's not all, I also soaked the white bra I'm wearing underneath.

Yeah, that's right.

Without meaning to, I've just given Jennie a peak at 'the girls'.

Nipples and all!

Oh my god!

I immediately cover up as my face burns with embarrassment.

This is so not how I pictured Jennie seeing my goodies for the first time.

At least I haven't shown her everything.

Yet.

"Sorry about that." I manage to get out.

Jennie hasn't blinked in over a minute. "That's ok."

"I'm going to grab another shirt." I say before I take off for my room. "When I get back we should just order in." Cooking definitely was not my best idea.

"Sure, uhm, that works for me." Jennie replies just as I shut my door.

I fall onto my bed face first and all I can see is the gobsmacked expression on Jennie's face when I flashed her.

I just flashed Jennie!

Maybe this is all just a horrible nightmare.

I pinch my arm and unfortunately for me, I don't wake up.

I know I can't stay in my room forever but I need a few minutes to gather myself together before I go back out there.

Back to Jennie.

Back to the girl I just flashed.

This has to be it, right?

I can't possibly do anything else to top that, right?

I'd like to top Jennie.

Jennie in a bikini!

I think I might be a lost cause, I just hope Jennie doesn't feel that way.

Not that I'd blame her though.

I know I have to face Jennie but I think I'll wait just a bit longer.

Maybe by that time I'll figure out how I'm ever going to be able to look her in the eyes again.


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Jisoo = a mess

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