Seamlessly (Chaennie)

Chapter 8

So maybe Jennie was abusing the fact that she was on a "tiny" boat with Rosie, in front of the full view and attention of all her family and friends, who fully expected her to display her affection for Rosie for everyone to see.

Okay, maybe that was another lie she'd told herself.

But Rosie seemed to be just as easy-going and along for the ride as before, and Jennie really was enjoying their seating arrangement, Rosie sprawled out over the deck of the boat, glorious legs open for Jennie to sit between, to lean back into her.

And it wasn't like they were acting that differently. They were still the same old nerd and dork, gossiping about life and making the absolute lamest jokes to each other in hushed whispers that confused just about everybody else.

Occasionally, Jennie would lean back into Rosie. Rosie, ever the helpful friend, found that it was her duty to wrap her arms around the brunette, and murmur things into her hair, and to yelp out cutely whenever Jennie would pinch her after a particularly cruel comment.

They had sat like that, enjoying the LA sun beating down on them, tanning them further, while breathing in the scent of each other's faint perfume amongst the salty mist they were sprayed with from time to time, as Bruce enjoyed the only other lady he loved more than Taeyeon, his beloved "Dropship."

"Why the Dropship, Jennie?" Rosie asked in her curious tone, cocking her head to the side innocently, and Jennie swooned internally for maybe the eightieth time that day.

"Why the name?" Jennie clarified, clearing her throat. "Is that what you're asking?"

"Yes." Rosie smiled apologetically, her arms resting on either side of Jennie, who was absently playing with her fingers, trying not to notice how long and elegant they looked.

"Well, if you follow me to the tiny little bathroom, I'll show you." Jennie quipped, smiling wickedly.

Rosie frowned. "I'm afraid I don't follow, Jennie."

Jennie's smirk deepened. "Because I can drop your panties on this ship-"

Rosie swatted her arm, cheeks burning. "That doesn't even sound good, Jen."

Jennie barked out a laugh, glad to hear Rosie's soft chuckle behind her. She sighed contentedly for a moment, wishing away everything and everyone else in the world.

For just a second, she pretended Rosie was there because she liked Jennie, and not for some business transaction with her father. God, it felt so right.

But Jennie knew better than to ruin a perfectly smooth plan with crazy ideals of perfection and love.

She wouldn't do that to Rosie.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Rosie mumbled into her ear. "Although, Jennie, I've never understood the saying. Your thoughts are priceless."

Why did Rosie have to go off an be like that? For such a nerd, she was one hell of a smooth talker. And it was genuine, which made it all the worse.

Jennie blushed profusely. "I was just thinking...Lisa and Jisoo. They make a cute couple."

Rosie nodded, her emerald gaze finding her friend and Jennie's friend, both sitting by the edge of the railing to the far left, appearing to be deep in conversation.

"They do." Rosie mumbled, her eyes watching the way Lisa's softened, and they didn't do that for just anyone. Kim Jisoo was special.

But, like Jennie Kim, Kim Jisoo was off limits. Perhaps for different reasons, but untouchable, unattainable all the same, like a beautiful mirage that tempted and tantalized until the hallucination was no more.