Thirteen : Behave, my love

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Jennie


I caressed Y/n's upper hand gently with my thumb as our fingers were intertwined while I was reading a book. Here we are, having a picnic date which Y/n promised me.

Y/n was playing a game on her phone, yes. She played it while holding my hand since she said she only used her thumbs and her right forefinger to press on her phone.

My head was on her shoulder so I would peek at the game she was playing time by time. "You're good with your finger, babe," I said after putting down my book onto my lap and giving my attention to her instead. Y/n laughed lightly without looking at me. "I know, right." I tilted my head a bit to take a look at her.

"Do you always play this game?" she hummed softly in response. "No wonder you're so fast... with your finger." Y/n turned her head slightly toward me. "Well, practice makes perfect." she then winked teasingly at me. I grinned before leaning forward to kiss her cheek tenderly which got Y/n to smile widely before ending her game instantly and locking her phone. She then gave her attention to me as we began to talk about some random things.

While we were talking, I picked one of her fingers and looked at it. "Do you ever paint your nails, baby?" I asked curiously as I admired her nails which I find quite attractive. "Nope... Why?" she looked at me with her doe eyes that were filled with adoration in them. "Don't you want to?" I caressed her bit of fluffy hair which made her shut her eyes after supporting her head with her other hand and reply to me, "Not my things, lucky charm." I hummed softly in response. My fingers still played with her hair aimlessly while Y/n just smiled and still shut her eyes, enjoying my hand on her hair.

"Y/n? Would you like to sleep over at my place for tonight?" I asked her; after a moment, we fell into a comfortable silence, which made her open her eyes and meet mine instantly. A pair of eyes that I realized turned into my favorite one and always got my heart erratic so easily. It's funny how those doe eyes can be my comfort and safe kind of zone.

"I would love to, but doesn't it bother your mom or something?"

"Nah, she likes it every time I mention you... and remember your last stay over then when you had to go home early in the morning? She was looking for you... she even scolded me 'cause I let you go home without getting any breakfast." I told her after I linked my arm with hers and felt her comfortable warmth that began to warm me up a bit. Y/n then intertwined our fingers before kissing my hand softly, "If you say so, kitten."


(On that night, in Jennie's bedroom)

As soon as I put down a few of my nail polish, Y/n came into my bedroom while drying her hair with a towel around her neck. She approached me while sitting on the bed excitedly waiting for her. "Um, what is this?" she stood beside me while scanning those nail polishes that lay in front of me, on the bed.

"Come on, let me do it for you." I grabbed her forearm and made her sit with me. "No thanks, kitten. I'm good." she smiled politely and proceeded to stand up and throw the towel into the laundry basket. I just let her do her own business patiently first until she was done with it, then she looked at me weirdly who was still waiting for her patiently.

"What?" she then took a seat beside me casually so I took her hand onto mine.

I pointed randomly at those nail polishes and raised an eyebrow at her. "What? No, kitten. I don't think it looks good on my nail." she shook her head lightly as a sign of disagreement, but this cutie pie didn't even take away her hand from my hand which made me smirk softly.

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