(jenlisa one shots/ slow updates)
"In a world full of praise, I'm in love with the chaos inside her heart".
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One shots of Jenlisa.
Note: This book contains gxg and g!p one shots, all written by me.
Loving her was roses and all the pretty things, from the way she laughed to the way she knew exactly how to pull me in. But sometimes, love isn't enough. The feelings of love alone crumbles because it can't stand on its own, and love does not always equal a happily ever after. Chasing turns into loving, loving turns into hurting, just like that. So how strange are the nights?
Words.. Lisa wished she could say to Jennie.
'Something in us will always know'.
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"With her cold hands pressed against your heart, you will gasp for air, like your heart has been crushed. Like your demons are capable of pulling you out, but she wouldn't calm the storm, she will find strength in time while holding hands with your demons".
Lisa is in love.
Jennie just wants to find herself.
When you can't cross the bridges to compromise for the one you love— the nights become strange.
Love isn't always the answer.
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(you ran, i chased you).
It started with an innocent text, an appreciation of one another. I remember the disbelief that was shown in her tone when I talked to her. I wanted to ask so many questions, like; how does your heart breathe the venom of their smile? How do you stand in front of the mirror and hold back the tears?
I'm a chaser.
She's a runner.
Jennie Kim knew that I started chasing after her, even though she didn't show the discomfort. More like she knew the right ways to make me get addicted to her. To want more of her, despite how many times I told myself that she's just a friend. But she became an addiction.
Jennie Kim doesn't understand that the nights of the soul have become my new home as waves and waves of insecurities roll over me, even things I thought I healed from, long ago. Talking to her, made time slow down and it felt like I was swimming through the mud every day.
She didn't question the damage that was done to my heart, neither did she show that she cared enough. But I'm a foolish runner who wants to hold her hand, despite knowing how she resists gravity and pulls away.
They say 'time will heal'.
If time will heal, let it breathe into my lungs as they are open. And I chased you, no matter how fast you were, Jennie Kim.
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(why the sweet mouth?)
She sounds like a lullaby, playing softly in your ear, luring you in, trapping you into her gloomy eyes. Jennie Kim seduced my demons before me. She had the sweetest mouth, but the deadliest tone that can set me free if she wanted to. She controlled the rhythm of the night and the sunrise by the tip of her fingers.
