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To Rosé: Do you have a minute?
Lisa sent the message to her friend who's out shopping right now with her wife. Ever since they've got together, Jisoo and Rosé have become such close friends.
Lisa almost didn't want to leave their bed this morning for being so tired last night. Both of them stayed up because their children just won't go to sleep. Well, it was Lisa's fault because she gave their six-year-old daughter and almost three years old son dessert before bed time.
Her wife glaringly told her that giving them sugar at night will only lead to a lack of sleep for the whole family because of an increased energy level.
But Lisa, being none the wiser at the moment and also because she always gives in when it comes to their children, reasones that it's just two spoons of ice cream. Then there they were, their firstborn, Lily, who can now sleep in her pink and white painted room alone, was with Jisoo, her mommy dozing off while the little girl was busy playing with her toys.
And Lisa, in the adjacent room with their son, Dani, who was just lying down on his bed, but his eyes were still wide awake.
Not until Lily got tired and passed out on her bed beside her mom and their little boy slowly fell asleep after some rounds of his favorite 'night night' song. The two women tiptoed their way out of their children's bedroom.
"Gosh, that's a lot of energy for a six-year-old." Jisoo grunted as she settled down in their bed, while her wife was putting on an oversized shirt before getting in and cuddling her wife,
"I'm not allowed to feed them ever again, am I?" She asked her other half whose eyes were closed, her head resting on Lisa's chest.
The long-haired woman hummed, burrowing her head deeper into Lisa's neck, the scent of vanilla body wash that she uses and just Lisa's particular smell, comforting her that it could lull her to sleep.
She hummed. "You're still allowed, love. But if you insist on giving them even just a pinch of whatever sweet food you have befor bedtime ever again, you're not ganna get any kind of sugar from me."
"Copy that, ma'am." Lisa mumbled, tilting her head down, kissing the crown of Jisoo's head who's snoring softly, her arm tightly draped on her body.
Her phone vibrated over the counter.
"Hey, what's up?" Rosé's voice whispering on the phone.
"Are you guys almost done with your shopping?" Lisa asked, biting her lower lip.
She hears Rosé excuse herself, then she hears some rustling on the other line- "Yeah, just about. Are you okay?"
"I need your help," Lisa said frantically, not even bothering to greet her best friend.
Rosé stood confused inside the washroom. If this is something urgent, shouldn't she be calling her wife first? She thought.
"Whatever for?"
"Jisoo's ganna kill me. Can you stall her for a few hours? I just need to take the kids somewhere."
"What in the bloddy hell had happend?"
"I'll send you a text. Just hold her off for a bit, okay? Thank you!"
Rosé's phone chimed, and she opened Lisa's text. Her eyes widened, shaking her head. "Fucking hell.." she mumbled. Before putting her phone back in her pocket and going back to where Jisoo was.
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Earlier
Their house is quiet.
Like awfully quiet,
