blackpink one shots. (for your heart).

i was thinking about you. (chaennie)

Getting high, blasting music till the cops were banging at her door, demanding her to turn the music down, was the only thing Chaeyoung really did on her off time. Every time she gets new neighbors they end up moving out after a couple of weeks. Her landlord had started to show up telling her to calm down about the music before she herself got evicted. Something about money to which Chaeyoung stopped caring for.

No one had visited her since she had moved into her new apartment. Well she did have visitors but after a while they all ended up leaving her alone. She keeps her mind occupied these days with marijuana and alcohol. She hates it but she enjoys the relaxation it brings. A feeling she enjoyed very well.

Even when thoughts of the last person she wants to think about creeps around her mind. She smokes a little more, drinks a little more, for those thoughts to go away but they never do. They stay and haunt her even more when she tries to ignore them. Almost wanting her to remember every single detail of that person.

She takes a deep breath in as she lowers the music and throws away the bottle of jack that she had already finished a while ago. She decides to finally leave her godforsaken apartment, her neighbors probably sat in their sofa worried that the music had suddenly died down to early in the night, to early for anyone's liking.

So she walked not really knowing where to but she walked to wherever her legs wanted to take her. She wanted to get away for a moment, get away from her thoughts and memories. Not really caring that her thoughts and memories would come back twice as hard once she gets home. 

She continued to walk as the cold air hit her face, she stopped pulling out a cigarette wanting to light it to warm herself up a bit. She was disappointed when she realized she had forgotten her lighter at home. "Fucking hell," Chaeyoung exclaimed as she looked around finding a couple walking towards her.

She frowned as they were smiling dancing around the dimly lit sidewalk. She shook her head as she imagined herself with Jennie. They walked past her without even noticing her, not really caring for her. She frowned as she broke the cigarette in half, throwing it on the ground not wanting to smoke anymore.

She got frustrated knowing she could have just walked back home and got her own lighter but she didn't care anymore. The thought of Jennie scolding her for smoking got into her head. She wanted to stop smoking, she really did. But with Jennie gone old habits came back up. She sighed as she realized that Jennie was still in her thoughts. She knew she couldn't get away but she needed to.

So she continued walking. Walking to who knows where. The way she was walking seemed almost familiar to her but she didn't care nor did she check the street signs if she did recognize the way. All she really wanted to do was to get away for a moment.

Chaeyoung looked sick as she focused on her feet. She hadn't been sleeping, everyone can see that. The dark bags under eyes only seemed to be getting darker as the days went by. The most she could sleep was only an hour or two. Three on a good day.

She looked up from her worn down converse as she saw a woman looking at her concerned. She looked back down not wanting this woman to tell her that she should go home and get some sleep. She would only get frustrated and tell her that she is sleeping or maybe be nice as always and tell her she will.

Or say something very sarcastic as sleep needs her, not the other way around. She chuckled to herself and for a second she thought maybe the lady had looked at her crazy. Chaeyoung chuckled again as she could only hear the woman already saying that she was definitely crazy.

She then grew sad as she started to remember how Jennie would call her crazy when she decided that they should run away to Paris for a couple of days. Which they did. It was the best couple of days Chaeyoung had ever had. She was sure Jennie could say the same to her.