Our Love (Jenlisa Adaptation)

Acceptance

*If there are any misspellings, please let me know.*

Lisa pushed open the door to her room and stepped aside to let Jennie go ahead.

"Here,"  the blonde waved her hand, inviting the guest to come in.

Jennie slowly walked into the room, still not fully understanding what she was doing here. Three feet deep, she stopped and looked around. Intuitively realizing that the left side of the small room really belonged to Lisa, the girl felt safe.

The small shelf next to the bed was filled with books. There were also books on the bed itself. The walls were bare except for a small dream catcher hanging above the pillow. The blanket, sheet, pillowcases " all the linen was green, except for a small knitted blanket. It was white " that was all the brunette could see.

The other part of the room was much darker. Black and crimson colors predominated there. The entire wall was covered with posters with images of musicians, actors, and magazine clippings. The small bed was made with red and black linens. Near the bed there were stacks of various CDs and DVDs. Several books lay chaotically on the floor.

Jennie's gaze fell on the large notice board hanging on the wall between the two beds. Beneath the board sat a small flat"screen TV on a tiny, fragile"looking old wooden chest of drawers. After reading the message scribbled on the board, Jennie laughed.

"Hey," Lisa said jokingly, exasperated.  "I know the room is very small. But don't make fun of her."

Jennie quickly shook her head and turned to the blonde.

"No, I'm laughing at the message,"  she explained, a little worried that Lisa might actually misinterpret her laughter and be offended, despite the fact that the girl was smiling and joking. To confirm her words, Kim pointed to the board.

"Ah, yes,"  the student laughed, glancing at the board.  "That's my roommate. She's just adorable."

"Chaeyoung seems to think," Jennie said with a smirk as she read the girl's name in the message.  "That you are engaging in inappropriate behaviour in her bed. Has there been a problem with that before?"

Lisa's cheeks flushed red.

"No, of course not,"  the blonde answered, clearing her throat and shaking her head.  "She's just joking. I'm really not.... I mean, that's not what I..."

"Lisa," Jennie  interrupted her with a hand gesture to silence her. "Relax, I was joking, too."

" Yeah, that's what I understood. Hmm, well, of course, you were joking,"  Lisa muttered, scratching the back of her head, still a little embarrassed.

An awkward silence reigned between the girls for several minutes. Lisa bit her lips thoughtfully, and Jennie silently examined the room.

" So... " the blonde finally woke up after a long pause. " It would be better to move away from the door."

Jennie froze and looked at the girl in confusion. There was nowhere to sit in the room other than the bed, and the brunette wasn't sure it would be polite to sit directly on it. Now she was in Lisa's world, and it made her feel out of place, at least not yet.

Shifting awkwardly from one foot to the other, the girl finally asked:

"Where should I go?"

"The choice is not so great, is it?"  Lisa laughed.  "Sit down on the bed and make yourself at home."

"On your bed?"  just in case, Kim asked again.

Lisa felt a strange tight feeling in her stomach.

"Yes," she practically whispered.