CHAELISA One-shots

Comeback

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Chaeyoung was used to the thrill of performing.

She’s been a performer for the better part of her life. She’d moved past the awkwardness of facing hundreds, maybe even thousands, of eager faces. She’d conquered the shaky legs and shaky voice long ago.

What she never conquered was performing with Lisa.

Something she never, in a million years, thought would ever happen again.

But here she was, waiting below a stage with Lisa to her left and her girls on her right. Jennie and Jisoo were practically vibrating with excitement but when she looked at Lisa all she saw was the soft smile and loving eyes she’d seen for years.

Except now Lisa didn’t have to pretend it wasn’t there.

They’d been given the green light just before they crawled under the stage.

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Chaeyoung almost died when Lisa appeared on her doorstep.

It’d been raining, her hair was plastered to her forehead, water was dripping off her clothes. Lisa looked, to be nice about it, horrific. There was makeup running down her cheeks, a puddle at her feet, her hands clenched into fists.

Chaeyoung couldn’t even get words out, just stepped back and let Lisa walk into her house.

Water dripped down her hallway until Chaeyoung shook herself into action, disappearing to find a towel, draping it around Lisa’s shoulders the second she was back.

She found herself helping Lisa dry off before she could stop herself. She shot back when their hands brushed and she seemed to remember where she was.

“Lisa… what-”

“Can I have some dry clothes?” Lisa asked hoarsely. Chaeyoung nodded and walked off to find a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. She was too stunned to think too deeply about what was happening in her living room.

After Lisa had dried off and changed, Chaeyoung coaxed her to sit down.

“What’s going on?” Chaeyoung asked gently. Lisa inhaled sharply, as though she realised where she was for the first time.

“God, I shouldn’t be here.” Lisa started to stand but Chaeyoung latched onto her wrist and pulled her back down.

“Just… talk to me.” Chaeyoung whispered. Lisa swallowed before she couldn’t stop the flurry of words that poured out of her.

“I miss you. Not even like… whatever we had. Just you. I miss talking to you, I miss sending you memes and I miss your flirting. I miss the way you’d hold me after a bad day, or the way you’d take my mind off things when everything was too much. I miss being teased by our friends about how cute we were, how we ignored our feelings because our friendship was too important. I miss the feeling of your lips,”

Chaeyoung blushed at that, she didn’t think Lisa even remembered that night.

“I miss the way you’d look at me when you thought I wasn’t paying attention. I miss your laugh and the way you snort at Jisoo’s stupid jokes. I miss us and I wish I’d said it sooner.”