a year of sundays || Chaennie

September once again

warnings: mentions of homophobia

September once again "I don't want to go back to school," Chaeyoung says and it actually shocks Jennie because the blonde definitely wants to go back to school. Over the summer she's grown restless; she's studied on her own since her summer assignments were finished in the first two weeks, she's taken up the violin and upped her piano lessons. She's bored when Jennie isn't with her and the brunette knows it. "Senior year is going to kill us."

Jennie laughs a little at her because she's always a little dramatic but today she seems to have decided to add a little flair to it. She looks down to where Chaeyoung's head is on her stomach, her long fingers busy spinning some flowers for a little crown. Jennie runs her finger over the little freckle below her lip.

"It's not going to kill us," she whispers. Sometimes she likes being quiet when they're here because this is their spot. People miss it a lot when they're walking up here; it veers off the track a little and there are always branches and rocks covering the ground but still. It's sacrosanct here. It's their version of church sometimes. "You're so smart you probably won't feel any pressure at all."

Chaeyoung shrugs but is still pouty, which is cute, and turns those eyes to Jennie. "Yeah but now I know what it's like to have you outside of our Sundays. I know what you taste like on a Wednesday and how you laugh on a Saturday. You're asking an addict to go cold turkey, Jennie, and I don't think it's fair."

"Chaeyoung," she laughs heartily because she's being downright bratty and Jennie has never seen this. She has been around this girl for a year, she has seen her happy, sad, and aroused. She knows her favorite show, how she takes her coffee, and which Spice Girl was her favorite (Posh, always). But she has never seen her like this and she revels in it. "You're being ridiculous."

"I know," the blonde murmurs and sits up quickly, raising her hands to put the crown on Jennie's head, and the brunette smiles at the satisfied look on her face. It takes a second but Chaeyoung looks at her seriously and Jennie takes her hand, patiently waiting for the girl like she has done for her again and again. "I really like you, Jennie."

"Just like?"

The blonde rolls her eyes so spectacularly that Jennie sort of expects news reports that night claiming the Earth stopped spinning for a moment. "Love, I love you," she corrects but then frowns a little and shakes her head. "But I like you too. You're my best friend and I'm going to miss you, I think. A lot."

(She'll look back later, older and wiser, and sigh at how lucky she was to meet her soulmate so young.)

"I'll miss you too, needy." Chaeyoung grins but there's still a sadness there. And Jennie badly wants to fix it. "What's really going on in your mind?"

Chaeyoung licks her lips once and then shrugs like she's being an idiot. She meets her girlfriend's eyes after a few long moments. "I don't want this summer to end," she confesses. Jennie tilts her head at her to continue. Chaeyoung's fingers have moved from Jennie's hand and she can feel her trace nonsensical patterns on her forearm, nails scratching randomly, and she lets her do it if it means the blonde will stay relaxed. "I know it hasn't been easy. It's been Hell sometimes, actually. But it's been with you, and I knew you were going to change my life when I met you but I never thought I'd fall this hard. Love was always scary for me. Suzy...It broke me, I thought I'd never get over it."

"But you did," she encourages.

"I did," she presses a kiss to the brunette's wrist softly. Jennie's breath catches in her throat when she looks up at her. "You've taught me so many things. How to be better, softer. I don't want to go back to school and miss anything else you might be able to show me."