𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 | Chaennie

|𝟏𝟒|

The streetlights were already beginning to illuminate the darkening streets of Seoul as this Tuesday slowly drew to an end.

Others would spend their end of the day after a hard day at school or at work rather throwing themselves on their couch and not moving an inch except to pick up their ordered food from the front door, but for Jennie this day was far from over, no matter that the sun had already disappeared behind the Namsan hill.

She was, although the school day felt longer and twice as annoying as all the others of the last three years, still full of energy and didn't even think about going to bed soon.

Well, atleast not alone, of course.

The whole day Jennie's thoughts were again on nothing or better said no one else than Park Chaeyoung, which she would meet in less than 5 minutes here in the park where after dark during the week almost no one else is around.

The restlessness, or rather the impatience that has been spreading through her since yesterday evening, was already evident throughout the day.

Be it constant tapping with the pen, tapping up and down with the foot or like now, regular opening and closing of the lid of her white airpodcase.

Jennie's gaze was rigidly focused on her fingers and the aforementioned case containing both of the small headphones as she waited in the artificial light of a lantern for Chaeyoung to show up and let her get to her once again.

Actually, Jennie was never one of the impatient kind.

Whether in daily life or in things of sex.

She had always, or at least most of the time, left herself enough time to seduce someone smoothly or to set the mood right, but right now she could practically feel the tingling in her fingers and lips that could hardly wait to lie on Chaeyoung's soft skin.

Who knows, if Jennie had to be alone in the silence of the park even longer, she might have lost her nerves completely, but luckily the wait for her company was over only seconds later.

Finally.

Suddenly Jennie could hear footsteps slowly approaching on the gravel floor, which made her slowly raised her gaze, although she would have loved to throw herself directly at the blonde before she could even come to a stop or utter a word.

But, Jennie doesn't want to come across as a desperate creature who would have to beg to be touched by anyone at all.

After all, she's the one holding the leash in this 'Relationship', right?

So, the brunette kept her arrogant and self-conscious attitude high when her eyes finally saw the beautiful contours and features of Chaeyoung's angelic face as she stepped into the light of the lantern above both of their heads.

"So you listened to me and really came. Smart decision" Jennie greeted her as she tilted her head, which was already subconsciously showing a small smirk on her face, to the side and propped one of her arms on her hip.

Chaeyoung, however, was much less excited to be here than Jennie was for her.

Consequently, the only reaction she got from the blonde was an indifferent "What do you want?" at which she pulled her shoulders up a bit, but kept her hands in the pockets of her olive green, thin bomber jacket.

As indifferent and almost annoyed and especially impatient as the tone in Chaeyoung's voice sounded, Jennie didn't let it got taken away from her to let her eyes fall over the strands of blonde hair from Chaeyoung that she had seen for the first time today in a braid, only a few of the strands still hanging out along the side of her face.