Jensoo: Bully and Benefits G!P (CONVERT)

Chapter 18

"You're staring again." I sing-song, chuckling lightly as I peer up at Jennie through my lashes as I slurp my last string of pasta. She grins and leans forward on her elbows, licking her lips.

"Can't help it, I've lost about 4 years of those beautiful eyes of yours and I'm using all the time in the world to make up for it." She smoothly replies, shrugging her shoulders as if I should've known that already.

I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out to her, wanting to distract myself from the blush appearing on my cheeks. "Aren't you a charmer?" I point out, tilting my head to the side as a sigh of love escapes my mouth and I'm floating on cloud 9 once again.

Jennie smiles and shrugs her shoulders yet again. "What can I say? You do things to me."

"Aw, that's sweet." I sarcastically tease her, flicking my milkshake straw to her direction as it successfully lands on the tip of her nose. I fist bump my accomplishment and cover my mouth to stop the giggles from flowing out.

She narrows her eyes on me and grabs her iced-tea, licking her straw before taking a big sip. My eyes go wide when she places her tongue on the tip and brings the plastic straw up, facing the other end towards me as I shake my head at her.

"Don't you dare." I gasp, chewing on my inner cheek as I squint my eyes at the inevitable attack. It doesn't come and I open my eyes to see what she's planning to do when all of a sudden, she blows the straw and the contents of her iced tea comes flying right at me, hitting me all over my top; and I would be totally disgusted by this if I wasn't so amused by Jennie.

She throws her head back and cups her stomach in laughter as I pout and grab pieces of tissue, immediately wiping all the liquid off of me before it stains further. She's lucky I'm wearing a brown tee or I'd flip.

"That's gross." I tell her, giggling lightly as well as cursing at myself for giving in so easily. Jennie smirks and rolls her eyes.

"Like you didn't do it too." She shoots back playfully, placing her straw back inside her glass as she continues to eat through her meal.

I shake my head and lick my lips, weirdly grinning when I taste iced tea on them. I'm not crazy, okay? There's just something about me when it involves Jennie.

"Jen, mine was the whipped cream on top. You, on the other hand, practically spat your saliva all over me." I reply pointedly, ignoring her suddenly smug attitude as she winks.

"Please, you probably love having all of my—"

I shake my head, holding a hand up to stop her. "Don't even finish that sentence." I laugh, chewing on my lower lip. "Don't want you to embarrass your own self, after all." I joke, earning a kick on my shin under the table. My jaw drops and I raise a challenging eyebrow at her. Is she seriously going to keep doing this to me?

She grins and shrugs her shoulders, diving in to get another scoop of her fish when I kick her back, slightly harder than her own. She squeals, dropping her fork. "Ow," she whines, frowning at me but I scoff in response. She was such a baby, it wasn't that hard.

"Hey, yours was—" I'm interrupted by a jab on my knee, causing me to wince and buckle down a bit, accidentally bumping my nose against the end of my plate. Jennie gasps and covers her mouth, stifling her giggles, probably not expecting that reaction.

I narrow my eyes on her in a fake glare and she gulps pleadingly. Oh hell no if she's getting away with that. I sit up straight, ignore the stinging pain of my knee and grab the napkin on my side, using it to get chunks of my pasta sauce as Jennie's brown orbs widen.