in every universe (one shot-s) | JENLISA

you can see it with the lights out (you are in love)

"You won't love him more than me, right?" Lisa asks, pouting excessively as they walk down the street in the direction of their favorite sandwich shop.

Jennie huffs, rolling her eyes.

"No promises." She's being purposefully dramatic, turning up her nose even as she continues to hold onto the other woman's hand.

"But I'm your fiancée," Lisa points out. "I pay for your cravings. Like right now, you want a meatball sandwich for dinner. So what do I do?" she asks rhetorically. "I drive you to Benny's to get a meatball sandwich!"

She pulls open the door to the restaurant, letting Jennie enter first as the delicious scents of fresh-baked bread and different sauces reach their noses. They pick their usual table by the window, and, as soon as they sit down, the blonde continues their conversation.

"He will be my son," she says seriously. "And honestly, as his co-parent, you're emotionally obligated to look after my wellbeing as well as his."

Lisa can't take it anymore.

"He's a cat!" the blonde deadpans, and Jennie finally breaks too, giggling and leaning across the table to kiss her disgruntled fiancée's cheek--

Fiancée. That's a word that Jennie will never get tired of saying or thinking. She smiles just repeating the word in her head; Lisa looks at her, clearly puzzled.

"What's got you all smiley, Miss Apex Predator?"

"You," Jennie replies smoothly as she checks off on her menu card what she wants on her sandwich with one of the tiny pencils from the cup on the edge of the table.

"What about me?" Lisa fishes, throwing the blonde a flirty, confident grin as she reaches for her own card and writing utensil.

"Well now I don't want to tell you," Jennie teases. "I compliment you enough."

Lisa gasps in offense, pretending to grab for the other woman's menu.

"I will tell them to put olives on your sandwich," she threatens, trying not to smile.

"You wouldn't dare," the brunette practically sings. "You love me too much. Besides, you wouldn't want our son to develop a bad opinion of you."

"You wouldn't be brave enough to gossip about me to him," Lisa says as seriously as she can.

"You know I would," Jennie hums easily, enjoying the offended look on her fiancée's face. "I'll tell Leo that you didn't even want to get him--"

"I want him now!" Lisa fights back. "Because you want him, and I want you to be happy."

Jennie softens. "You're sweet, baby."

Lisa grins at her. "Thank you; I try very hard."

She laughs, plucking Lisa's card from her grasp and kissing her cheek again before getting out of her seat to bring both of their orders to the counter.

***

Lisa wakes up first, just like always. She loves the routine they've created, the life they've built. There's light streaming in through the windows, but Jennie is buried so deep in her pillows, in Lisa's hoodie that she managed to steal, that it isn't affecting her in any way.

This is her favorite part of her morning-- watching Jennie wake up, seeing her with sweater paws, being the first thing that this beautiful woman sees every day-- it's special.

She moves closer to the brunette, wrapping an arm around her waist and leaning down to press her lips to Jennie's neck. Her hand wanders under the sweatshirt, nails scratching gently over toned stomach muscles, and Lisa smiles as she feels the woman begin to stir against her.