𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. | chaennie

confidence

Jennie's nervous, Rosé can sense it.

In the car, they sat quietly, silenced. Jennie tangled her fingers together, fidgeting and scraping her fingers together. It's clear that she's anxious about this.

Failure is every human's weakness. To fail is without a doubt a feeling that most couldn't overcome, and Jennie's quite sure she could be one of those people.

With every glance she takes, overlooking the insanely tall modeling building right in front of her is making her a bit more anxious with each glance.

As the thoughts consume her, she is taken a back with a slight touch on her hand and finally get's in touch with the real world. Jennie looks over at her hand, wrapped around with another. The sight and touch alone leaves her with a calming feeling.

She looks up to Rosé with those same adoring eyes she loves. She hasn't even said a word, but Jennie knows what she's trying to say only with her eyes.

But the uneasiness in the pit of her stomach isn't going away, it's still there. The feeling sits there, and the feeling is only getting heavier.

"Jennie." Rosé breathes out, "I know what you're thinking about."

Jennie knows that she isn't hiding the uneasiness on her face, she can't. "But what if they decide they don't want me anymore?"

"There's so many possibilities of what could happen," she turns her face towards the building, "What if I'm not cut out for this, is modeling really for me?"

The insecurities are starting to get to her. Biting her like she can't get rid of the feeling.

Jennie isn't new to the model industry, having to receive a few gigs here and there, but never a full time job she had ever imagined. With every place she's been to all over the world from her past job, receiving a lot of business cards to different modeling agencies isn't new to her whatsoever. But after finally having enough time to relax from her last job, perhaps it's the time to show her beauty to the world after all.

Yet, being at one of the top model agencies in the world, it's intimidating her.

"Am I even beautiful enough?"

She looks back at Rosé, seeing her eyebrows furrowed as if she felt offended by what she had said. 

"Are you crazy?" Rosé scoffed, "Not even the world deserves to see how beautiful you are." She grabs her hand and kisses each of her knuckles, marking her love on her hand.

"You have so much confidence, you don't even know it." She goes closer to her face, her forehead touching the others. "I want you to know how proud I am of how far you've come, that you have so much to achieve. If this is what you want to do, then you should do it. Don't let anything else stop you or prevent you from doing what you want."

"Even if you don't think this is for you, you should try it and see if you truly want this. In every step of the way, I will always be here with you whether you get the job or don't. Or when you decide to quit or model for as long as you want to, I will be here."

Jennie smiles in appreciation. Her words calmed her a bit but some of the uneasiness is still there, but not enough to stop her from achieving her dreams. She takes one last look at the tall building before taking a deep breath while closing her eyes, opening them to see the eyes she dreams about.

She takes another deep breath before giving a peck on the lips to Rosé, "Wish me luck."

She doesn't even wait for Rosés answer before jumping out of the car from excitement and skipping her way to the front door of the building, like she wasn't stressed a second ago. Rosé shakes her head with a grin, staring at Jennie's back before she goes inside. Rosé knows that Jennie doesn't need any luck, she's perfect in her own special way and that's all she needs to know.