Need You To Need Me | Jenlisa

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"you fucking imbeciles!"

Jisoo had been in the middle of a rather intense gaming session. Slouched in her chair, the black haired girl was too busy yelling at the mic of her head set to hear the resilient sound of her doorbell being rung.

She had been home alone, after all, and wasn't expecting anyone. So, after the seventh ring of the doorbell, she made her way downstairs, stumbling down the set of stairs that was separating her from the noisy intruder. Ready to yell at whomever was disturbing her peace, she aggressively opened the door only to be met with...

"Chaeng?" Jisoo said" What are you doing here?". Her eyes were almost two straight lines on her face, the outside light was too much for her after staring at a screen for several hours on end. She ran a hand through her rather disheveled hair while quickly looking down at her home wear. She was rocking a pair of mustard sweatpants and a shirt so oversized that it wouldn't fit even her dad.

Rosé, on the other hand, looked so good and kept together as usual that if it wasn't for the brunette's admiration towards the blonde, Jisoo would have just rolled her eyes at her. Her blonde hair was shining more than usual and it was loose except for an orange pin on the right side of her head that kept it from going on the younger girl's face.

"I came out to my mum" Rosie said all in one breath. Her cheeks were redder than usual. That made Jisoo question whether she had run to her house.

"You... what?" Jisoo might have been too busy studying the girl's face to fully register what she was saying at first. But once she did, she was in utter shock. Did she hear her right? She came out?

"I came out to my mum. I told her I like girls" Rosè now looked more composed. The redness from her face was starting to vanish and her breath was more regular than a few minutes ago.

Jisoo couldn't even get herself to talk back. Too many thoughts running through her head only led out to her blabbering incoherent sentences.

Rosie smiled lightly at the sight in front of her.

While trying to sort out her thoughts, Jisoo had managed to lead the blonde girl inside and on her couch. She couldn't be having this conversation on the doorstep. She needed somewhere she could seat down and process what her childhood best friend just told her.
It's not that she needed to process the new found information because she needed to accept Chaeyoung or whatever fucking social construct dictated behavior  is expected in a situation like this. But because Rosé admitting she likes girl is truly something coming as a shock to Jisoo. Never in their fifteen years of friendship had she heard Rosé say anything remotely gay about a girl, or something that could look like she had any attraction towards them. Hell, she had never even seen her look at a girl. For as long as she knew, Rosie had always had crushes on boys. The fact that she had been dating Loren for about a year now, only proved her right.

Jisoo couldn't stop the stream of thoughts that were invading her mind at the moment. In a question of seconds she found herself reliving years and thousands of memories of the friendship she shared with Rosè. The main question being: how could she have never noticed any of it?

Sure, she had kissed her the other night but Jisoo had convinced herself that it had been lived as a mistake, ignited by the tension of the moment and the need to show Jisoo she was accepting of her. Even if it had broken her heart, she had made herself not see too much into it. A girl like Rosé would never see her as anything but her older sister.

While the brunette girl was too busy letting fumes out of her head, Rosé was sitting comfortably on the Kim's couch and looking hungrily at the candies that were at the center of the coffee table.
Chaeyoung had known Jisoo all her life, and knew better than to pressure her into talking. She had actually already expected the moment of silence that would have followed her confession. So, unwrapping one candy after another, she waited for the brunette beside her to speak her mind.