Lisa's eyes snapped open at the sound of her alarm. She was still unused to the early wake up calls, but it was a habit she needed to reinforce if she wanted to get Wo Jin up and well-fed before dropping him off at school. The previous night had been a blur of emotions. Her nerves, anger, and frustration had mixed together and exploded on Hyun-joo Kim, and quite frankly, the woman had it coming. But Jennie had reigned them in as soon as they were left alone, as soon as the brunette had wrapped her arms around her and drove them home. Lisa felt like she could breathe. The chill who suffocated her and penetrated her mind was finally taken care of.
Now all that happened between Lisa and Jennie would remain as that. Between her and Jennie.
The thought terrified the blonde momentarily. Being responsible for the well-being of a child was one thing but for another human being? Well. There was a reason she rarely got along with her foster siblings.
But it was Jennie, Lisa reminded herself. She wasn't just some stranger on the street. If she really thought about it, it wasn't difficult to take care of Jennie, in whatever way the brunette would allow. It was just that commitment was a scary word to Lisa no matter how many times she exhibited the trait. It was a flaw Lisa had trouble shaking, most likely due to the amount of people telling her she would never amount to anything.
But she had. She was a mother. A hard worker. A girlfriend. And it was about time she realized that.
She sat up with a content smile on her face, the momentary fear gone as quickly as it had come, only for it to disappear when she realized her bed was empty. She furrowed her brow and palmed the bed, finding it still having some traces of warmth, but clearly some time had passed since Jennie had left the bed. She must have slipped into the bathroom, Lisa concluded, her worry never making its presence known, before throwing her legs over the edge of the bed and getting up for the day herself. She stretched out her back and yawned as she scurried to put on pants and a zip up.
She opened her door and grinned to herself as she leaned against the door jamb, her hands folded across her chest. Jennie was found, the tips of her hair still wet as she moved fluidly along the kitchen alcove, humming no less, with a frying pan on the stove, a loaf of bread out, and by the smell of it, slices in the toaster, and coffee steaming in mugs. Lisa leaned her head against the frame in content thought. She could most definitely see herself waking up to this every morning, and the settling realization that she could made the inward grin come out in full force.
"Hey," she called out making her presence known. She would have been lying if she said she hadn't hoped of startling the brunette who simply turned her head, her smile reaching her eyes.
"Hey," Jennie responded in kind before turning back to the stove and cracking eggs in the pan. "Wo Jin's in the shower."
It was then Lisa registered the running water as it coursed through the pipes in the walls as she pushed away from the frame and made her way over to the brunette.
"So," Lisa began reaching the counter just as the toast popped up. She threw a sideways glance to Jennie who tilted her chin to indicate she was listening. "We talked to your mom."
"We did," Jennie confirmed with a raised eyebrow.
"So it's just you, me, and Wo Jin then," Lisa said without further explanation, buttering a piece of toast, glancing at the brunette under her lashes.
"I like the sound of that."
Lisa's lips tilted upward as a surge of weightlessness settled into her chest. She popped two more slices of bread into the toaster before an irrelevant thought struck her. "How'd you get the kid up and in the bath?"
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MMH(Jenlisa Adaptation)
Fanfiction*That's not my story аll rights and credits to the original author hunnyfresh* Lisa Manobal works hard every night as a bartender, struggling to raise her son and save up enough to own her own bar. Jennie Kim is an upper class New York photographer...