Lisa's POV:

Okay. Under the table. Get under the table and wait there. Are you frickin' crazy, Kim?!

Lisa pulled out her phone quickly and checked the time, she still had two hours until she had to call her mom, and the meet and greet wouldn't take too long.. After all, it was over halfway done. What the heck, why not? Lisa got to the end of the table before, (sneakily) dropping her bracelet, bending down to get it, and rolling under the table. "Ah, ha!" Lisa grinned to herself.

She looked around, careful to make sure there were no security guards coming to her. Actually, there was nothing.

WAIT. WHAT IS THAT MOVING IN THE CORNER OF MY EYE?! Lisa whipped around and hit her head against one of the table's legs, causing her to wince and hold the back of her head. "Ouch.." Lisa pouted, before remembering what she was looking for.

Finally, she spotted Jennie Kim. More importantly, Jennie Kim's hand motioning for Lisa to crawl over there. What?! More and more, Lisa was beginning to question her obsession with this girl. However, a quick incoming text that illuminated her phone and revealed the picture of Jennie kissing her cheek.

Oh, right. That's why. Sighing a bit, Lisa fixed her bow and began crawling, ignoring the fact that her waist-long hair dragged along the ground. Finally, when she right by her goddess and idol, she felt the need to alert the older girl of her presence and tapped her ankle softly. She was met with a... pat, to her head and long, feminine fingers running gently through her hair. She was petting her. Like a cat, but better.

Lisa smiled and leaned into the touch, before wishing for the millionth time ever that her Achilles's heel wasn't something as embarrassing as physical affection... and Jennie. She heard Jennie chuckle before continuing to run those magical fingers through her locks.

At last, all the fans were gone and Jennie said aloud, chuckling while she did so, "You can come out now."

Finally!

Lisa crawled out from under the table, and looked up at Jennie, since she was still on her knees.

"Why?"

"Well, I figured that you'd be more comfortable not crouched under the table, an-."

"No, why did you ask me to hide under the table?"

"Oh. I wanted to spend time with you."

"Again, why?!"

"Because I like you. You're cute and little and you have this adorable blush that makes me like you even more- See, there it is."

"Y-You... um, uh, well... y-you, wow, I'm gonna cry.

"Again, you're really cute. Hey, I have to go change, but you're welcome to come to my dressing room. I promise, I'll only take a few minutes to change."

"I... Uh, yeah, okay."

"Perfect." Jennie smiled and took her hand, before guiding her out of the tent and towards the trailer that doubled as her dressing room, for the time being.

Jennie's POV:

She's precious. Fucking precious. And Jennie had to have her. She was so dead-set on it, there wasn't another thought in her mind. Once they got to her dressing room, Jennie motioned to the couch as she headed into the bathroom, carrying a change of clothes with her.

Quickly, she changed into a pair of black shorts, white loose tank with the same black bandeau under, and a necklace that matched, just because it made her feel like she wasn't being too lazy.

Finally, she walked back out and sat down next to Lisa, close enough where she could easily rest her head against her shoulder, but not too close, as to not to make the girl feel uncomfortable.

"So, little one, tell me about yourself."

Lisa's POV:

Little one?! Please, I'm only a year younger than you. Lisa thought, but didn't say.

"Well... My name is Lalisa Pranpriya Manoban, but I stopped going by Pranpriya in 5th grade, when a kid in my class called me Pranfry, because for whatever reason, I hated that.  I just turned 18, I've lived in Thailand for my whole life, I really like you. I have a little sister named Lia, and she's my favorite person on the planet. I wear a hairbow everyday. I'm really awkward, which would explain why I've never dated, or kissed, anyone. And I think the fact that I spend all day on Instagram and twitter contributes to that. My biggest accomplishment is getting 4,000 likes on Instagram, and I like long walks on the beach and getting caught in the rain. Your turn."

Jennie laughed, "Is there anything you don't already know about me?"

"I'd be highly surprised if there was, but try to surprise me."

"You're witty, little one. Let's see.."

She let her arm rest over Lisa's side of the couch, which was almost like putting it around Lisa, and the brown-eyed girl tried to ignore the tingles it sent down to her feet and back up.

"Well, I'm Jennie Ruby Jane Kim . But most just call me Jennie, or it girl. I'm 19. I live in South Korea, but I was born in New zealand. My best friend is named Jisoo, and she's a model. I've been singing and rapping since I was six. I like cooking. And I'm single."

"I knew all of that."

"I knew you would."

Lisa giggled, trying to ignore the butterflies forming. They were different than the butterflies she had gotten when she met Jennie, for the first time. These were warmer, the kind she got when her dad told her he was picking up pizza on the way home from school. Except she didn't want to rip off pizza's clothes and slam it against the wall. Oops. Did I really just think that?

"What are you thinking about?

"Pizza and sex.." Lisa muttered, still lost in her thoughts, before snapping back to reality. "Oh, my God, did I really just I say that?"

"Yeah." Jennie replied, laughing harder than Lisa would have ever expected.

"Please tell me you're not thinking of having sex with said pizza."

"Oh, no. I'm thinking about how I don't want to have sex with a pizza, whereas I do want to-" Lisa stopped, careful not to let herself go too far again.

"I'mgonnastoptalkingnowokaythanks."

"Whereas you do want to have sex with me?" Jennie smirked, and her cat eyes seemed to be shooting lasers right through her.

Yes. No wait. You're making me fidgety. STOP IT JENNIE KIM, YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE. See, Lisa, this is why you avoid interaction with any other people except for Mom, Dad, Lia, Rosé, and Rosé's 3.4 million relatives.

Lisa squeezed her eyes shut, blocking those stupid cat eyes out of her view.

"You're stressing me out."

"Lily. Open your eyes."

And she did, and, inches away from her, were cat eyes. And they were close.. Almost within kissin- Ohp, yes, definitely within kissing distance, hey, there's something on my mouth,

OH WAIT IT'S JENNIE KIM, HOW AM I BREATHING, OH WAIT, I'M NOT. WHAT ARE YOU DOING, KISS HER BACK, YOU IDIOT.

She was inexperienced, and she was sure Jennie could tell, but at least she was finally returning the soft, massaging motions the older girl was giving her.

She felt a firm hand land at her waist, and she took it as a clue to hold the other girl, too. She opted to place her hand on the brunette's neck. They continued on, until she felt a smooth tongue running alongside her lower lip.

"holykldjsfklsfjsimdead" She allowed her access, because she's Jennie-freaking-Kim and if she wants access into her mouth, Lisa's going to give it to her.

She allowed her mouth to be subject to the most intimate form of violation, allowing her tongue to be sucked and her lower lip to be bitten and tugged gently. ...And she moaned.

She let out a FREAKING EMBARASSING sound that resulted in Jennie smirking against her mouth, before running her hand through her hair, pulling her closer and sighed a soft "Lisa" into her own mouth, reminding her of a post she had liked that afternoon on Twitter. 'I never really liked my name much,until I found out what it tastes like, when you sigh it into my mouth.'

She was prepared to pull the older girl closer, to start being more active in the action... Until she felt her phone vibrating against her hip.

She pulled back and looked at the clock. It was 11:40.

Shit!