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

15: "Home"

Jennie's POV

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Y/N, right in front of me, kissing someone else. My heart dropped, and a rush of emotions washed over me. Was this some sort of mistake? Did Y/N make a wrong choice?

As I watched, I could see the flustered expression on Y/N's face, mixed with love and desire. My heart shattered into a million pieces. Y/N was supposed to be mine, we were supposed to be together. How could she choose someone else over me?

The scene played out in slow motion, tormenting me with every second that passed. Y/N and Rosé locked lips, and I could feel shock coursing through my system. It was impossible to comprehend. Y/N loved me, doesn't she? How could she do this?

My heart ached as I watched Rosé pull away briefly, only for Y/N to eagerly chase after her lips for another heated kiss. I desperately searched for some explanation, hoping that Y/N had made a mistake, that she was thinking of me while kissing Rosé. Please, just tell me that it's me she wants, that there's no one else...

But then, they finally parted, and I saw the love in Rosé's eyes as she gazed at Y/N. It couldn't be. It was impossible to accept that Y/N would do this to me. It had to be some kind of sick joke, a cruel prank. This couldn't be real.

My mind and heart were in complete disarray. I fought back tears, trying to suppress any emotions, but my eyes betrayed me. They locked with Y/N's as soon as she took off her blindfold, and there was no guilt, no regret in her gaze.

In that moment, a glimmer of hope sparked within me. Maybe, just maybe, Y/N had chosen the wrong person, thinking it was me she was kissing. I stared at her, feeling suffocated by a mixture of hurt and confusion. I tried to remain calm, to control myself, but it was too much. My mind spun, my stomach churned, and my heart threatened to burst out of my chest.

We decided to retreat to the beach house. I pretended to be okay, to hide my pain. But as soon as the door to our room locked, my heart and body took control. I needed reassurance. I needed to know that everything was okay between us.

With a sense of urgency, I pushed Y/N against the wall, craving the connection we once had. Her eyes met mine, and I could see a hint of longing shining through her gaze.

"I love you," I breathed, pulling her face towards mine and crashing our lips together in a fiery kiss.

Our lips melded together, our tongues dancing passionately. One of Y/N's arms wrapped around my waist, while the other cupped my cheek, pulling me closer. I responded by tangling my hand in her hair, deepening the kiss with fervor.

As the intensity grew, we stumbled backwards, falling onto the bed together. Y/N lay beneath me, her gaze searching for the emotions flickering across my face.

Could she see the pain I was feeling? Could she understand the turmoil within me?

Leaning down, I brushed my lips against her ear, igniting a delicious tingle throughout my body.

"Tell me you're mine. Tell me I haven't lost you," I whispered, hiding my face against her neck to conceal the hurt etched on my features.

"I never stopped loving you, and I never will, Jennie," she replied, her words soothing my troubled soul.

Relief washed over me, and I murmured, "Good," lifting myself to straddle her lap.

My hand gently ran through herbhair as I pulled her closer, savoring her intoxicating scent. A moan escaped her lips as our tongues met once again, exploring each other's mouths.

"Tell me you chose me, and that you just made a mistake," I whispered, my voice trembling with vulnerability.

In that moment, all I needed was her reassurance, her love, and her commitment to our relationship.