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One day - Jensoo(One-shot)

"Jennie! JENNIEEE!" I shout loudly, as if she wasn't only a few meters away–in the room beside.

She rushes over to me, most probably worried something had happened. 

"OMG DID YOU DIE?! OMG DID YOU WRITE THAT I'LL GET ALL YOUR MONEY IN THE WILL? OMG, WAIT TELL ME YOUR WILL, LET ME WRITE IT!" She hurries to say jokingly.

"How dare you woman!" I say, showing my drama by placing my arms over my chest, as if she had broken my heart and I was left in an open wound.

We laugh it off, "So, why'd you call me here like you're about to have a stroke and heart attack at the same time while being eaten by an octopus?"

"I wrote a new poem–and I want you to be the first person who reads it, because it's mostly dedicated to you."

"Why thank you, the great Kim Jisoo! My love! My life! Ok, lemme see." She says eyeing the paper in my hands suspiciously. 

I hand her the paper and before she can accept it, she shoves it back into my chest and seemingly screams "I want you to read it! You've never read me your poems and I want to hear them in the pace and the voice you read it. It makes the poem nicer and I can finally know what you sound like in your head while writing poems."

"I disagree with this"

"You'll do it"

"Nope"

"Yep"

"Nope"

"Yep"

"Fine"

"Yaaayyyy~!"

"If you cry during this, I will beat your nonexistent ass." I say, obviously lying with how much of a beautiful ass she has.

"Oh but you love this 'nonexistent' ass... anyways get on with it"

"So, let's start.

'The love you give me – will be enough

You showed me the world – why I was so tough

You let me see hope – you helped me cope

A free jade, t's all I ask – a free spirit, t's all my mask

The depth of you is? Nobody will know

But my guess is, that you will outgrow

Through the fields of life, no other shall guess

In the means of night, you will go low

The passion – the endearment – the worship we share

No fondness will know – will know – will know

You will always be

No other than care

I wish I had

Much less despair

For you would give me – much delight in life

All I would do is cry with knife

I wish I had much more to give

Or I would do none of forgive

You show me light and light and light

I show you spite and spite and spite'," I read, "and that's i-"

I suddenly get hugged abruptly, "I'm not sure if I understood that poem completely, in all honesty, but I loved it and you've given me much more than I deserved even if you don't feel like it. I loved this and I really hope you publish these one day, Chu. You really deserve the best." She says, smiling from one end to another.

"Why thank you, and I hope to give you much love you deserve as we grow." 

And just like that, our night ends in us cuddling with Jennie holding the piece of paper close to her as if it was her life and she would do anything to protect it. It made me feel special, the way she handled my poems with such care.

She showed me much more than I deserved and I will never know how to repay her. I hope she knows she deserves just as much as I do, and one day I'll show her.

One day, when I don't have so much emotional trauma and baggage, I'll show her all the love she needs, but for now all I can do is try and hope for her patience; which I most definitely have and will receive.

One day, she'll know more than just my poems and "I love you"s. 

One day.

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Words: 632

And after a whole 5 days, I am back again

And, the poem is mine so- don't- "StEaL iT" I say, as I pretend it matters and my poem is of such importance, when deep down I know that these poems will get me nowhere and will only be a part of my mind I'm willing to share with the internet. I've always known these poems were nothing of importance and giving awareness about them is useless, since nobody would ever even be likely to care or read them with such delicacy. 

anyways, i felt dramatic so- little subplot at the end

GOODBYE AGAIN AND ILL SEE U IN 62 BUSINESS DAYS