Our Little Secret (Rosé x Fem Reader)

Something More

Time passed and y/n slowly stirred awake on top of the blonde. She subconsciously snuggled her face further into the warmth, but a giggle caught her attention and made her fully wake up. She opened her eyes and lifted her head up, looking over to see the blonde already looking at her.

"Am I that fucking boring you fall asleep?" Rosie asked with a playful smile as y/n rolled her eyes,

"Yes."

Rosie just smiled and y/n tried to move off her to stretch, but Rosie kept a firm hold of her, not allowing her to escape. Y/n sighed,

"Can you let me go?"

"No." Y/n just stared at the blonde before moving her fingers to jam them into her sides, easily making Rosie let go. She quickly got up and Rosie sat up on the couch,

"That was fucking stupid, come back here."

"It wasn't stupid if it worked." Y/n said as she wandered over to one of the bathrooms Rosie showed her during the tour.

Rosie already missed the warmth y/n provided and impatiently waited for y/n to get back. She checked her phone and saw that it was a little before 2pm, so y/n may want lunch or something.

And when she heard the bathroom door open up down the hall, she was expecting the woman to walk back to the living room, but she heard her go into the kitchen. Rosie annoyingly enough got up to see y/n and she saw the woman looking through her fridge.

"So why do you literally have nothing?" Y/n asked as she stared at an almost empty refrigerator.

"I have a personal shopper that goes and gets me groceries for the week. Actually, they should be here in about half an hour." Y/n looked over at the blonde,

"You have a personal shopper? Damn, you got a chef too?"

"Yup."

"Wha–I was just joking! Do you even do anything then?" Rosie rolled her eyes at y/n,

"I am the CEO of a company. And it's not like I have anyone else around to do the boring things of grocery shopping and cooking for me, so I just hired people."

"Do you even know how to cook?"

"I can successfully not burn down a kitchen if that's what you're asking." Rosie replied as y/n shook her head, closing the fridge,

"Tell you what, when your grocery person gets here, we are going to have a small lunch because I'm making you dinner. Go call your chef and tell them not to come." Y/n said as she walked past the blonde to go back to the living room.

She missed the smile that spread across Rosie's face as she happily called her chef not to come this evening.

Y/n plopped back down on the couch and checked her phone, seeing Jennie had texted her just updating her on the project progress. Y/n sent a quick text thanking her and then looked over her shoulder when she heard the sound of the elevator ding down the hall.

In walked a woman with multiple reusable bags full of groceries. Y/n could tell the woman was struggling a bit, so she hopped off of the couch and went over to her, smiling and taking a few bags. The woman thanked her and didn't question who she was or why she was here.

"Oh Solar, you're here already." Rosie said as she saw the woman enter the kitchen, along with y/n holding a few bags. The woman smiled at Rosie,

"Well not many people were out driving in the rain." The woman then glanced down at Rosie's neck and y/n saw her eyes drop, her own eyes widening because the hickeys were obviously on display. Solar didn't say anything as she started to unpack everything, but the knowing smile on her face told both women everything.