Jennie Kim had it all. She was the head cheerleader, dating the quarter back of the football team, practically OWNED the whole damn school and to top it all off, she was sexy as hell and smart as a whip.
Everyone feared yet envied her in a way no on...
The second they walked through the doors the couple was confronted by none other than Jinyoung.
"Ladies ladies! Could I get an exclusive?" the currently blonde-haired guy asked, shoving his microphone in Jennie's face. Completely in character Rosé stepped between them and held Jinyoungs by his shirt.
"Don't you dare come within spitting distance of my girlfriend again. In fact, I don't even want you looking at her or thinking about her for that matter. Got it?" the blonde sneered while Jennie stood behind her shocked.
"Umm...y-yes Rosé," he cowered. She let go of him roughly before smirking.
"Great, now get the hell out of my sight," Jinyoung immediately scurried away, honestly scared for his life.
Jennie was a little floored. She could usually never get Jinyoung off her back, even after she slushied him and got the football players to throw him in the dumpster. One look from Rosé and the rat went running.
Rosé smiled at her and took her hand in hers once more and Jennie felt her heart jump. What the...she thought to herself but she shook it off and resulted in her defense mechanism: be a bitch.
"Don't you think that was a little overboard?" her voice came out as a snarl and she gripped Rosé's hand tighter- painfully so.
"Ow!" Rosé hissed yanking her hand away.
"What? Do you like him? Cuz I hate the guy. Besides..." the blonde slung her arm around the brunette's shoulders and pulled her close, "I don't want him touching what's mine."
"I'm not yours Rosé," she spat. Jennie knew the other girl was trying to get a rise out of her, that's why she was acting like this, but she just couldn't contain her anger and she didn't like how Rosé treated her like Jennie was her property.
"See Wifey, you know that and I know that- but all these people staring? They don't know that, so why don't we follow through with what you began." Jennie sighed, she knew Rosé was right, even if she would never admit it out loud. She also would never admit how much her heart thumped at the new nickname.
Sometimes Jennie really got herself in deep shit.
"Whatever, just take me to class babe." Rosé smirked,
"Your wish is my command, your highness." Jennie rolled her eyes but decided to ignore the further nickname. Maybe if she pretended Rosé didn't bug the hell out of her she'd quit being so god damn annoying.
Before she could say anything more Rosé had swiftly placed a kiss on her cheek, pushed her into her classroom, and disappeared leaving her no time to react to the kiss.
It was barely a peck but Jennie could still feel her moist lips pressed to her skin, the area tingling.
