The cozy ambiance of the living room embraced you as you sat cross-legged on the couch, engulfed in a fictional world crafted beautifully within the pages of a book. The story had captured your attention, drawing you into its depths with each immersive sentence. The world around you faded into the background, the characters and their struggles occupying the forefront of your mind.
Unbeknownst to you, your girlfriend, Jennie Kim, had just returned from a shopping spree with her fellow group members. She had been eagerly waiting for this moment, excitedly planning to show you the outfit she had purchased for their upcoming comeback. A twinkle of anticipation danced in her eyes as she approached you, the clothing item clutched tightly in her hands.
Jennie stood next to the couch, watching you engrossed in your book. A smile initially tugged at her lips as she tries to get your unwavering attention, an indication of your love for reading. But as seconds turned into minutes, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. Her excitement waned, a subtle frown began to form on her face.
In her usual playful manner, Jennie tried to disrupt your focus on the book. She tilted her head, peering over you hoping to catch your eye. But you remained lost in the story, oblivious to her presence. She tapped her finger gently on the book cover, hoping the vibration would bring you back, but still, her efforts went unnoticed.
Growing slightly exasperated, yet determined to capture your attention, Jennie devised a new plan. She plopped herself on the space of the couch beside you, close enough that her presence could not be ignored. She leaned against the armrest, purposely brushing her shoulder against yours, hoping for a reaction., you remained immersed in the book, as if oblivious to her proximity.
Disheartened, Jennie's frown deepened. She crossed her arms and let out a small sigh her eyes scanning her surroundings for inspiration. Spotting a nearby potted plant, she playfully removed one of the leaves and began lightly it against your shoulder. The tickling sensation have been enough to draw your attention, but still, you remained oblivious, lost in the world of the book.
Growing more determined, Jennie decided to take a more direct approach. She approched closer and craned her neck to catch your line of sight, hoping to intercept your gaze with her sparkling eyes. But even as she moved closer, your attention remained steadfastly to the pages, unwilling to give her the attention she needed.
A mix of frustration and hurt swelled within Jennie as she grappled with the growing distance between the two of you. She long for your attention, for a moment of shared excitement over her newly obtained outfit. Understanding that subtlety had failed, she took a deep breath and called out your name,
"Y/n" her voice gentle but laced with longing.
You blinked, your gaze finally lifting from the book as you registered Jennie's presence beside you. A wave of guilt washed over you as you realized extent to which you had missed her attempts to engage your attention.
"Jennie, I'm so sorry," you said, setting the book aside and turning to face her fully.
"I was so engrossed in the story, I didn't even notice you." your voice soft as the guilt takes over you.
Jennie's expression softened, understanding dawning on her face.
"It's okay, I understand you love your books. But sometimes I don't like it, I might as well burned it" as she pouted.
"Oh no, that won't ever happen I promised. I would give you lots and lots of attention." you shook your head with a little giggle.
"Back to I was saying, Im going to show you something. Ta-da!" she stood up from where she sat with a small jump. She exclaimed, her voice filled with infectious joy. Your eyes glimmered as you take a look at the clothes she just brought out of the paper bag it was indeed beautiful-a testament to her fashion sense and boundless creativity.
"But still I'm so sorry, I was so into the plot, I didn't even notice you. Please forgive me?" you gave her the infamous puppy eye's of yours in hope she could forgive you.
Jennie's smile faltered momentarily, but quickly brushed it off, opting to meet you with understanding rather than resentment.
"It's alright, love. I know how much you love your books. But sometimes, even the most stories pale in comparison to the moments we share." she ended showing you her most valuable gummy smile.
Her words struck a chord within you. You closed your book, setting it aside, and turned your full attention towards Jennie.
"You're right. I've been so absorbed in my own world that I failed to appreciate the beauty that exists right in front of me." as you scratched your nape.
Jennie's eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and love as she settled beside you on the couch. She leaned her head against your shoulder, a silent reassurance that her heart longed for connection, not just during the quiet, but in all facets of your lives together.
Hand in hand, you listened intently as Jennie enthusiastically shared her plans for their comeback stage. Her energy was contagious, reigniting spark of excitement within you. She took you through her vision for the performance, her eyes shining with the determination and fervor that fueled her artistry.
As she spoke, you yourself captivated by more than just her words. You were drawn to her passion, her dedication, and the way her voice filled with a blend of vulnerability and confidence. You would stole a glance from time to time amd you would find yourself smiling from how the way her eyes would lit up from the mention of her and the girls come back. You couldn't also failed to noticed how she would bounced up to where she sat in every mention of there new song. You could swore to every stars you would die for this girl, she's so precious and she diserve everything this world could offer.
