Blackpink Imagines

Little Things: Lisa 💕

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Lisa was absolutely in smitten with you. The sparkle in your eyes. Your stunning smile that's always directed towards her, the way your hair beautifully hanged around your stunning face.

She loves it all.

Lisa would do anything for you, as Jisoo would say shes Whipped.

t's the middle of the night, the clock striking 2 AM, and Lisa is quietly stationed in the kitchen, her focus entirely on peeling oranges.The gentle kitchen light casts a serene glow around her, highlighting her focused expression. Why this late, you might ask? Well, mostly for you, your fondness for oranges has an important role in this nocturnal kitchen session.

Lisa knows that while you might not particularly enjoy peeling oranges, you absolutely love eating them hassle-free. So here she is, diligently peeling away at a whole bag of oranges, each peel dropping gently onto the kitchen counter.

Just then, Jisoo emerges from her room, blinking sleep from her eyes as she takes in the scene. A mix of confusion and intrigue dances across her tired face as she observes Lisa's late-night endeavor. "Lisa, what's got you up at this hour?" she asks, her voice laced with curiosity as she leans casually against the kitchen doorway.

"Peeling oranges for Y/n because she doesn't like peeling them, but she loves eating them," Lisa explains, her hands deftly working on another orange peel, focused on the task at hand.

Jisoo raises an eyebrow, a hint of bemusement in her voice. "Can't she open them herself?" she asks matter-of-factly, leaning against the kitchen counter, watching Lisa's dedication to peeling oranges for someone else's enjoyment.

Lisa, her hands rhythmically peeling oranges, pauses for a moment at Jisoo's question, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She glances up, her eyes reflecting a mixture of affection and determination.

"It's not that she can't," Lisa responds, her tone carrying a hint of understanding. "But you know how much she enjoys them without the hassle. It's just my way of making things a little easier for her."

The dim light casts a serene ambiance in the kitchen as Lisa continues her task, the faint citrus scent wafting through the air. There's a quiet determination in her actions, as if this late-night orange peeling is an act of care rather than a mere chore.

Jisoo watches her friend, her expression softening with understanding. She leans in closer, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "You really do go the extra mile for her, huh?"

Lisa chuckles softly, her movements never faltering. "Just want to make sure she enjoys her oranges stress-free," she says with a warm sincerity that speaks volumes about her devotion to the small gestures that make a difference.

"God, you're so whipped," she teased, playfuly jabbing the leader, her words carrying a light-hearted tone, knowing full well Lisa's affectionate devotion.

She met with a half-hearted glare from Lisa, though her eyes betrayed a hint of amusement at their banter. The corners of her lips twitched upward, struggling to suppress a smile as Jisoo couldn't contain her laughter.

"Your hands are going to smell like oranges for days," Jisoo teased, her words accompanied by a mischievous glint in her eyes, clearly amused by Lisa's determined effort.

With a nonchalant shrug, Lisa continued peeling the oranges, her focus unwavering. "Who cares? Anything for my Y/n," she replied, her voice soft and filled with genuine fondness. Her grin was impossible to hide as she glanced over at Jisoo, a hint of playfulness dancing in her eyes.

The faint aroma of citrus enveloped the kitchen, a testament to Lisa's unwavering dedication. Her actions spoke louder than words, reflecting the depth of her care and the lengths she was willing to go for someone who held a special place in her heart.

Jisoo's playful teasing carried a touch of concern, her words laced with a hint of care for Lisa's well-being.

"Well, make sure to head to bed. It's getting late, and don't you want to see Y/n tomorrow?" she remarked, her smirk softening into a warm smile, subtly reminding Lisa of the importance of rest.

Lisa paused briefly, glancing at the two remaining oranges in her hands, a gentle determination in her eyes. "I will, just these last two oranges," she reassured Jisoo, her voice carrying a soft insistence driven by her desire to complete the task for Y/n.

"Alright, good night," Jisoo bid her goodnight, her tone filled with a mix of playfulness and genuine care as she made her way back to her room. As she left, a sense of quiet dedication lingered in the air, the kitchen holding the echoes of Lisa's affectionate gesture, each peel telling a story of the lengths she'd go to for someone she cherished. In that moment, it was clear that tomorrow held the promise of shared moments filled with warmth and care. She couldn't wait to surprise you with a bowl of peeled oranges.