Loved You First (Jenlisa) COMPLETED

8

"What does a man have to do to get his coffee made to his liking?"

Minho held his cup across the counter, just shy of Jennie's chin. She took a breath because, man, she was not in the mood for him this morning but she managed to forced a polite smile.

"I'm sorry, Minho. What exactly is wrong with your coffee?"

"Only one sweetener. I take two packets in my coffee. Everyone knows that."

This was true. She'd made his coffee every day for as long as she could remember, and she'd never once screwed up. But having not slept at all the night prior had her grappling for focus.

"Sorry about that. But in good news, it's easily remedied."

She took his cup and added the additional packet of sweetener.

"Here you go. And tomorrow's is on the house."

"Well, it's the least you could do. Don't you think?"

He shook his head in disgust and walked back to his favorite table.

"Of all things." He muttered angrily to himself.

Twenty minutes later, Minho placed his hat on his head and took off for home, leaving the place customer free. Jennie slid into a booth and rested her cheek in her hand.

"You okay, Nini?" Nayeon wiped down the now vacant table. "You look a little glazed over."

Jennie couldn't disagree. It'd been a rough twelve hours. She'd played back the night prior with Lisa a hundred times and still had very little understanding of how it could have happened. Those thoughts had kept her tossing and turning until it was time to head into work. Now, in desperation, she decided to seize the opportunity to talk it out.

"Could we chat a minute in the kitchen?"

"You bet we can. Dara, will you please watch the counter for me?"

Dara didn't even glance up from the magazine she was reading.

"On it."

Once safely behind the swinging door, Jennie pushed herself up onto the counter and stared hard at Nayeon.

"Have you ever done something that you'd give anything to take back?"

A smile spread across her face. "Oh, I think I'm gonna like this."

Jennie exhaled impatiently. "Shut up and focus. This is hardcore serious. Have you?"

Nayeon thought for a moment. "Sure, sweetheart. Of course I have. Let's see. I wish I'd never dated Taeyong, the two-timing idiot from Busan who stole my Chevy in the middle of the night."

Jennie shook her head slowly. "I don't even know what to say to that. I think your life is a perpetual country music song."

"Call it whatever you will, but the cops caught up with him and threw his sorry ass in jail. Wonder which one of us is crying now?"

"Again, just further proving my point."

Nayeon winked and slid herself up onto the counter across from Jennie. "I guess you're right. Now you. What horrible thing do you regret doing?"

"Okay, but if I tell you this, it cannot leave this room. You have a tendency to share things with the free world, and while I love you anyway, this cannot be one of those things. Do you understand me, Im Nayeon? Top secret."

Nayeon seemed to sober at the serious tone in Jennie's voice. "Of course, Nini. You have my word. This stays between us."

Jennie stared at the floor. "I kissed Lisa last night. Well, technically she kissed me, but then I made it worse and there was lots more kissing."