A girl from high society [JENSOO]

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And at first, Jisoo did not understand the meaning of this quiet "nothing", because it was so pleasant to feel Jennie's warm fingers on her cheek that it took her a moment to understand the meaning of the word spoken by the girl, and Jisoo instinctively reached out to cover Jennie's hand with her palm, and then suddenly realized what she had just heard, and froze on the spot.

-What? What does "nothing" mean?

Jennie immediately withdrew her hand and wrapped herself more tightly in the blanket, as if she was frozen. Jisoo glanced at her fragile shoulders, which she wanted to kiss, and swallowed nervously, feeling the already familiar heat in the lower abdomen. The desire, only slightly quenched by night caresses, returned with renewed vigor, and the need to touch Jennie became painfully irresistible again. That's just the eyes of the morning Jennie were the eyes of a stranger — nothing to do with the light that poured out of them all night. They became as hard and rigid again as they were back at Kim House, when Jennie sat next to her father at breakfast and looked at Jisoo as an empty place.

-Nothing will happen, Jisoo.- Jennie said softly but adamantly.- You're marrying Edward. I accept it.

Jisoo, who at that moment still did not realize what was happening, choked on air.

-You accept... "It"? Are you serious? What does it mean?

Jennie sat up on the bed and leaned on her elbow, looking at Jisoo point-blank. Her face became cold again, the warmth that had not left him all night while they loved each other was gone from him.

-I'm not going to ask you to leave Edward.- Jennie said firmly.- Even if you want to. I can't give you what he'll give you.

Jisoo chuckled.

-And what is it? Dick?

Jennie winced slightly.

-No, Jisoo.

And after a pause, during which she slightly bit her lower lip, as if not daring to say anything, Jennie firmly looked into Jisoo's eyes:

-Love.

Jisoo was like being hit. She stared at the hard line of Jennie's jaw, at her flat green eyes, and was dejectedly silent. Then she moved slightly away — it became painfully difficult to be very close and feel the warmth of Jennie's body under one blanket.

-You asked what the inscription on my back means...- Jennie said, looking out the window.- I'll tell you.

-I'm not sure I want to know.- Jisoo said in a strangled voice, turning away from the girl. The blanket had slipped down to her waist, but she did not immediately realize this and sat for a while, not feeling the air cool her bare back. It was early in the morning, the screams of children playing on the playground could be heard through the open window, the occasional honking of cars, the smell of freshness and buns from the bakery located on the ground floor.

-But I have to say it. I know it might be unpleasant for you...

-Unpleasant?- Turning around, Jisoo suddenly realized that Jennie sees her naked to the waist, and also wrapped herself in a blanket.- You have no idea how I feel! Don't tell me I'm going to feel bad after devaluing everything that happened between us last night!

For a moment, it seemed to her that Jennie had softened: her thin, elegant face distorted as if in pain, but the next moment it again became the impassive mask so familiar to Jennie. She ran her hand through her lush, disheveled hair after a stormy night, pushing it back, and Jisoo saw a wave pass down her throat — Jennie swallowed nervously.

-What happened cannot be changed.- Jennie said.- But it was just an impulse. I succumbed to feelings that I have no right to. Unfortunately, this means that not everything in me has died yet.