ᴀɴɢᴇʟ | ᴊᴇɴꜱᴏᴏ

twenty

The sun grew tired today, and buried itself under the covers of the fluffy white clouds that drifted in the air, getting it's rest as it let the moon rise from its wake as a nocturnal orb. The moonlight illuminated the city of Seoul, even thought the city never gets it's own rest.

Jennie sat at the foot of the couch, that didn't belong to her, watching a television show she didn't pay much attention to. The couch belongs to the Manoban's now; the recently married couple who had bought a new and larger apartment a few months ago before the wedding. They had never really lived here that much yet, since they were too used to the previous one, seeing that they had grown a certain attachment towards it. It took all of their will to walk out of that apartment with the intent of never going back, but it takes time, they know. And they'll get through it.

The older brunette had found herself staying at their apartment almost 75% of the week after she has work. It's mostly because of the fact that she has been trying to avoid the habit of getting drunk every night, or the fact that she gets way too bored when she's home alone. Well, not alone; she has Kuma and Kai, her lovely dog she could never let go of. But over time, even the dogs would sometimes grow tired of their mother and ignore her when they're not in the mood to play.

Lisa had taken a seat next to Jennie, holding her phone horizontally in her hand, excessively tapping her thumbs against her bright screen. Lisa was playing a game again. Jennie sometimes found it maddening seeing the younger girl smile at her phone in every second of her twenty four hours, but she never bothered her for it. Mainly, because she'd get her ass beaten by none other than Rosé Manoban.

Jennie sighed and continued to watch the television show on the screen. She didn't know what it was about, either. So, at the same time, she had heard the water faucet from the kitchen die down quietly, after being suddenly replaced with obnoxiously loud clanking noises as what seemed to be plated scraping against each other.

The brunette closed her eyes and turned to Lisa, "Why does Rosé put the plates away so loudly?"

Without looking away from her phone, Lisa replied as if it was obvious, "It's to let us know that I don't help around in the house."

Jennie let out a giggle and turned back to the
television.

"It's true," Rosé creeped up from behind the couch, wrapping her arms around the younger girl, placing a sweet kiss near the corner of her wife's lips. "But I still love you."

Jennie mentally gagged at the two of them, squinting her eyes and furrowing her eyebrows at the sight. She looked away and grabbed the remote, switching through the channels.

•••

"You know, you don't have to be here, Jennie." Lisa says with a smirk, "I'm trying to eat something and I don't think you want to see that."

"But we just ate dinner?" Jennie questions, raising a curious eyebrow at them.

"You know, for someone who sleeps with a lot of people, you really have such an innocent mind sometimes," Rosé laughs, allowing the older one to finally realize what she was saying.

"Oh! That type of eating," Jennie shook her head. "You're right, I don't want to experience that so I'm going to go."

Jennie stands from her seat and heads straight towards the door, grabbing her coat on the way as it hung itself on the white walls of their apartment. Rosé follows in pursuit to see her out the door.

Her boots carried her out of the apartment, but as soon as she stepped out, she turned around to face the younger girl. She almost hesitated and discarded whatever was on her mind set at the moment, but she decided to just go for it and ask.