I know the sound of your heart || Jenlisa Adaption

Chapter 1: you say i'm such a cliché

Dating, Jisoo knows, is something Jennie Kim doesn't do.

So when she spies her friend presumably tongue-deep in some random person's mouth, she doesn't even bat an eye, just continues to drink and hope they don't get kicked out for indecency.

It was a very typical Saturday night for the both of them: Jennie getting shoved against a wall, or being led to the bathroom, or doing something inherently sexual, and Jisoo just glad to be here.

She looks back to check if her friend isn't doing something potentially concerning, but instead sees her walking over the bar where Jisoo's at, stumbling a few times while she's at it.

"What happened to your, uh, buddy?" Jisoo asks after helping her up the stool.

Jennie looks up from where she was messing with a paper napkin. "She left." Her brow furrows as if she was trying to remember. "Said she..." Jennie trails off.

"Said she what?" Jisoo asks.

All Jennie does is give an indifferent shrug. "Dunno. She never finished."

Jisoo isn't surprised when Jennie looks like she really couldn't care less. She looks her over. Although adequately drunk, hair mussed, lipstick smudged, she still looks fantastically, absurdly beautiful, and is easily considered the hottest person in the entire club. (Like, besides herself, naturally.) Jennie knows it too, Jisoo figured it out a long time ago, loves using it to her advantage, enjoys it, really. Jennie Kim can have practically anyone she wants.

And, like, Jisoo isn't really jealous, though. She has a loving girlfriend, mind you.

"Why aren't you drinking?" Jennie asks, now attempting to make a paper plane out of her napkin.

Jisoo gives an amused smile. "I'm supposed to be looking out for your ass, remember?" She says it like she doesn't tell her that a thousand times already.

Sometimes Jennie's drunk and Jisoo's relatively sober, other times it's the other way around. More times than not Jennie is the one intoxicated, though, and neither of them is drunk at the same time unless a third and much more responsible body was involved, usually in the form of Chaeyoung, Jisoo's girlfriend and their other roommate.

Jennie nods. "Right." She examines her handiwork on her finished plane. (Now that Jisoo's really looking at it, it could possibly be a boat too.) "You know, that girl was really pretty." Then with wide eyes, Jennie leans over, looking like she's ready to share an earth-shattering secret.

Jisoo isn't sure what Jennie's doing for a second, but leans the rest of the way in so her best friend doesn't fall and damage her ass. Fingers cupped to the side of her mouth as to not let anything unwanted reach anyone else's ears, she whispers, "Like, I think she's even prettier than me by like, a whole lot. Like, beautiful." Then she adds: "And her ass is so nice."

"Wow, really?" Jisoo says with an amused tilt in her voice, wondering how clearly Jennie actually saw her face in the darkness while she was too busy with her hands up the other girl's top.

Jennie nods. "So nice." Then she frowns almost comically. "Oh, no. I miss her, Chu," she says despairingly.

Jisoo can't help but laugh at that. Jennie says things like that all the time; she's doubtful the girl even remembers her name. "What was her name?"

It takes her a while to respond. Then, "Lisa, I think." Jennie's hands move idly to unfold her airplane/boat. "Or was it Lana? Lena? Lauren? I don't know." She tries to smoothen out her creased napkin. "Maybe it's time for me to pass out, Chu."