Give Me One Chance (JENSOO FF)

red/cheeks

Twice.

It had only been two times that Jennie has answered two of Jisoo's questions. The first was twenty minutes ago where the girl had wondered why the darker haired asked many questions upon their first meeting, and the second was, Why is Eleanor and Park one of your favorite books then?

The conversation has been mostly lead with Jennie asking, and Jisoo answering because the darker haired was adament on getting to know who she was sitting next to at the moment. A pleasant way to pass the time.

But, she had replied to Jisoo's lone questions with "It reminded me of my first love. How innocent and ignorant I was."

"Your first love?"

"Yeah. It's been years and I could never forget it. First loves do that you know? They become unforgettable even after a long long time."

"I can't relate. I don't think I ever had a first love, but I wish I had one." She dozed off into the stars, imagining what it could be like. "I like to think I've just given up on love. I'm fine being alone."

When she was younger, she saw a hundred movies and a billion books on love— the ideal love which could be interpreted in a number of ways. She had crushes that landed in a deadend, and after being silently rejected for a thousand times (the type to never confess) she figured love wasn't for her.

Her focus went back onto Jennie's eyes, like she snapped herself back into reality, and what she saw in them was a beautiful constellation. And Jennie smiled with her eyes becoming the crescent moon, reassuring Jisoo's hopeless heart.

"That would be a shame." Jennie patted the girl's head, maintaining her smile,"You might change your mind one of these days."

Jisoo was surprised by the sudden elaborate explanation. Everyone thought of her as a goofball with a good brain. Her words were a pile of mush. She didn't expect Jennie to be as excited, and so reactive with talking to her. No one did that, not even Lin.

Curse you. Her cheeks were feeling hot.

The flow of the conversation stirred into an unfavorable position. Talking about love made her feel awkward, so she grabbed ahold of her own courage and changed the topic.

"So far," Elongating more of the -ar sound and her voice shot up playfully,"You like books and I like books. We have that in common."

"And we also like the secret tree spot." Jennie chimed in. She was unfazed by the sudden shift and talked on like nothing had happened.

"Secret tree spot?" Jisoo had her face resting on top of her right hand while her right arm was supported by her leg. Tiredness was slowly creeping up on her as she yawned.

"Secret tree spot." She repeated.

"It's not a very—" The girl spaced out her glasses to give her hands a rub on her eyes,"—good name,is it?"

"Well," Jennie thought for a moment,"— what do you want to call it? And how come I never bumped into you? I don't think I've seen anyone there before."

Another one of her questions. Jisoo was starting to become red again. She never wanted to admit it, but before four days ago, before days and days before that, she walked home later in the evening and one day saw a girl passing through the trees, off the sidewalks path, and into a forest beside the neighborhoods public playground.

When the darker haired was about to leave, she slowly would take her spot. The tree was huge and she didn't have Jennie's talent on climbing the short, tall, and unpredicatable branches. The smooth grass was a comfy enough spot to lay.

An active routine she'd then do almost every evening.

"Because I have been waiting for you to leave most of the time." She muttered, embarassed to say it.

"Stealing my spot behind my back?"

"That's a jerk move." Jennie whispered with a hand close to the side of her mouth.

Jisoo grew even more embarassed, and what great timing that her dumb habit suddenly came out.

"Jisoo, you dumbass. You shouldn't have said that."

She flicked her own forehead and groaned in pain.

And she didn't realized it.

And when she realized it, Jennie was dying out with laughter right beside her. Peculiar of her to actually say her thoughts out loud to around someone she found herself remotely interested in. She wanted to run miles away. Maybe get kidnapped by a UFO or thrown into a river. Something she could do to leave the embarassment.

Her cheeks were so red. Like really red. Tomato red. Jennie was continuing to laugh very loudly and it was almost exciting to make her laugh that way. If this is what it felt like to make someone the least bit happy, then she hoped that the happy feeling stayed inside of her.

Unfortunately, that happy feeling was entangled in a wave of unease.

"Stop! Stop laughing!" She waved her hands at the other as if it was going to make her stop, but anything she did just made her burst out another round of laughter.

"Oh god!" The darker haired snickered,"You're actually adorable. I have to say though that was quite funny."

Did she call— did she call me adorable? Jisoo turned her head to the opposing side where Jennie couldn't see the corners of her mouth upward and the tender beam of her front teeth that she mainly found insecure about.

Trying to control her own heartbeat without it spiraling out of control, Jennie pulled her cheeks, letting the two of them face one another.

"Don't hide it." She said in a lower voice, releasing her grip.

Jisoo's smile faded.

Rather than being flushed with red, there was a strange idea in Jisoo's head. A unexpected circuit emerged into her stagnant, unchanging wires. An electric current that felt new.

The distance that used to be miles away. The distance that shortened within the time they've talked. The distance Jisoo enclosed in just a few seconds.

It wasn't like earlier where their lips were inches near. It was too close in fact that each felt the others hot breaths. Jennie's lipstick could be on her at that point.

She moved her face forward and said,"I really want to kiss you right now."

And she really did.