Messing Up - JENSOO - english version

JK 20

Jisoo has been acting weird these past few days. She barely talks to me and is almost always angry. At first I thought she had regained her memories, but then I realized that wasn't the case.

The point is: I have no idea what's going on. Jisoo seems to have built a wall around her and won't let me get close. It's like we've gone back to the days when she used to work with me. It's the same attitude, only more intensely now.

Irene said it's jealousy, because she's already caught Jisoo giving her deadly looks, but I started to laugh. It's impossible for Jisoo to be jealous. Before she even lost her memory, I was the jealous one, not her, so who knows now.

When we entered the apartment, I was surprised by the absence of noise. Jisoo isn't scandalous, but silence isn't one of her strong points.

"Baechu, see if she's sleeping, please?" I say as I open the fridge "I'll see what's good for us to eat and maybe she's hungry."

"You're so whipped." She rolls her eyes and leaves laughing. A few minutes later, I hear her dragging something heavy.

"Irene, don't tell me she passed out and you're dragging her body here just so I can see her." I start to laugh, but stop as soon as I see what Irene is dragging. Jisoo's suitcase.

"It's all here, Nini" she looks at me confused "The closet is empty." My heart stops beating just thinking that Jisoo's gone. Again. And this time, no goodbyes.

And now here we're, with her walking past me and pulling the suitcase, after saying I'm in love with Irene. Where did she get that from? Why would I be in love with Irene?

"Jisoo, what the hell?" I follow her and she stops walking, turning to me.

"But it's pretty obvious, Jennie. You two are gone for hours, "working out"" she says in a different tone "And each day you wear clothes smaller and tighter when you go to meet." She's really jealous. Wait, does that mean Jisoo still has feelings for me? Even without memory?

"That does not mean anything." I bite my bottom lip and move closer to her as I watch her gaze get lost in the horizon.

"Well, the fact that she said you were hot made it pretty clear to me, and she was always close to you. It's a little confusing because technically she dates my bestfriend, but you two have been doing weird things together." she frowns in confusion and looks back at me.

"I wasn't hot, I'm hot, Baechu was just saying a fact." I stay very close to her.

"Maybe, but if she's with Seulgi, she shouldn't be always near you, she should be with Seulbear. When I get home, I'll call Seulgi and have a serious talk with her." She sighs and I see her upper lip tremble slightly.

"So you were noticing my clothes?" I say in a lower tone, I can't look away from that heart-shaped mouth.

"It's hard not to admire you. Your body is sculpted by the greek gods," she says quickly. "So if you're wearing such short, tight clothes to go out with Irene, that means you're trying to win her back. If you still love her, it's okay to fight for her, but..." I put both hands on her face and put our lips together.

Jisoo rests her hands on my waist and pulls me closer to her. I'll always be amazed at how easily our mouths fit so perfectly together. I slide my fingers across her jaw and squeeze, deepening the kiss and feel her tongue under mine.

I catch her lower lip between my teeth and Jisoo kisses me again, she wraps her arm around my waist and pushes me back until we fall onto the couch. It seems like nothing has changed between us. I let out a loud sigh as I feel Jisoo's mouth slide across my jaw and nibble on my neck, making me scratch the back of her neck and tug at her hair.

I shove my hands inside the back pocket of her pants and squeeze her ass as I feel her hickey on my shoulder. I take a deep breath as I realize this is really happening. Jisoo pulls away and stares at me, that same intense look that makes my head spin.

"What's it?" I say softly and run my hands up her back.

"We've done this before." She says seriously, even her tone is low.

"Yes." I swallow hard and close my eyes. She remembered. Damn, she'll have remembered how weak I was and given in to my fears.

"Jennie, look at me." I shudder when I feel her hand on my cheek. "Jennie." I open my eyes slowly "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know." deep breath. "I was afraid you wouldn't believe me or get angry."

"If there's anyone I believe in, it's you, Jennie." She whispers and slides the tip of her nose on mine. "If there's one thing I'm sure of, it's that I can trust you." she says looking into my eyes and I smile before she kisses me again.

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