Book 3: The Sweet Chaos (Jennie X Female Reader X Rosé)

03: "Never have I ever?"

"What do you mean it's not there?" Jisoo growled, frustration etched on her face.

Lisa whined, staring intently at the drawer in the kitchen table. "The bag that we put all of our passports in. I can't find it!"

Jisoo took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "Okay, calm down. Let's check again, maybe it fell out somewhere. We can't keep wasting time."

"But..." Lisa trailed off, her voice filled with worry.

"Let's go, Lisa. Let's start looking now," Jisoo urged impatiently, already heading towards the door.

After leaving the beach house, the gang rushed to the nearest supermarket, hoping for some kind of clue to appear.

They had only been to the beach and the supermarket, so it seemed like the most likely place for the passports to have gone missing.

Inside the supermarket, you all scanned the shelves frantically, hoping for the bag to miraculously appear.

But no such luck. It was Rosé who suggested searching the bins, thinking that maybe the passports had dropped to the bottom of one.

Lisa, still focused on the bin, absentmindedly mumbled, "No... maybe it got stolen."

All five of you continued searching, desperately hoping for a breakthrough. Unfortunately, none came.

Rosé eventually suggested submitting a loss of passport report to the embassy, acknowledging that it would take at least 15 days to get new ones issued.

Lisa nodded in agreement. "I guess you're right."

As you stood next to Jennie, trying to hide your disappointment, you couldn't help but feel a wave of panic creeping back into your system.

The thought of the passports being misplaced caused a pitiful sob to rise in your throat.

But just as you were about to break down, a gentle hand found yours, stopping the trembling.

You looked over and met Jennie's beautiful feline eyes, her calming smile washing over you.

"Don't worry too much. It'll be fine," she reassured, gently squeezing your hand.

For some inexplicable reason, her touch had a soothing effect, causing your trembling to subside.

A faint smile graced your face as you squeezed Jennie's hand back.

"Thank you," you whispered, feeling grateful for her presence.

"Anything for you. I'm here for you, alright? Even if things don't feel good right now, I want you to know that everything will turn out okay," she whispered back, resting her forehead against yours.

Just as the tension began to ease, Rosé cleared her throat, breaking the moment. "I suggest we all stay at my house while the passports are being processed. I have enough room for everyone, and I'm more than willing to share."

A small smile spread across your face as you replied, "Sounds great. Thank you, Rosie. We're lucky to have you."

As the group walked out of the supermarket, Rosé noticed that you were still shaking slightly.

Concern filled her eyes as she walked beside you. "Are you alright?"

You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. "Uhh... I'll be okay. Just having a panic attack."

She frowned, a gentle touch caressing your cheek. "Is that why you're so pale?"

You nodded again, appreciating her understanding. "Yeah... I'm just... really not used to this chaos."