I know the sound of your heart || Jenlisa Adaption

Chapter 2: don't you tell me that you just don't get it 'cause i know you do

Okay, so Jisoo's well aware that it really isn't any of her business, best friend or not. Like, not truly.

She just can't help it—it's so interesting to watch unfold in front of her.

Everything has become more obvious now that she's decided to open her eyes and pay attention to what goes on around her. She can see and analyze practically everything (like a hotter, more fashionable, female version of Sherlock Holmes, she likes to think), from the worrying of Lisa's lip to Jennie's newfound habit of surreptitiously glancing at Lisa when she thinks no one's looking every time the two are in the same room.

It's kind of like TV, she thinks; only gayer, not nearly as white, and nobody dies at the end.

(Like, fingers crossed, at least.)

*

The intermittent hybrid laugh-screeches are getting increasingly louder from its source in the kitchen and really, all Jisoo knows is that Chaeyoung had asked Jennie and Lisa to be in charge of the baking while she made a quick trip to the school to pick up some papers she left. All Jisoo knows is that they're probably making a hell of a freaking mess in there by the sound of it.

She should probably check the situation out before Chaeyoung comes back and flips.

Jisoo steps into the kitchen—or more like, steps on some flour spilled in the kitchen. She looks down, then looks up to find Jennie and Lisa with more flour spilled onto each other, than onto the floor, which is saying something because there's a fair amount of flour spilled on the floor. There's white all over Jennie's black shirt, black jeans, and black hair; there's somehow more on Lisa's everywhere—her clothes, her arms, face, even on her glasses.

"Guys, what the fuck," Jisoo says, crossing her arms. "Seriously? I thought Chaeyoung just asked you to mix the ingredients in the bowl."

"We did," Jennie says while Lisa wipes her flour-stained glasses on her flour-stained shirt (which, Jisoo's pretty sure kind of cancels the effect of having clean, flour-less glasses, but she doesn't say anything). "Sorry."

Lisa walks over to the counter, steps over a discarded egg carton, and holds out a bowl. "See? Mixed perfectly."

"Then what about the rest of this shit?" Jisoo says.

"That," Lisa's voice quiets into a mumble, "was kind of an accident."

Jisoo pinches the bridge of her nose. "You better clean this up."

"We will," Jennie says, bending down to pick up an abused wooden ladle.

Jisoo leans against the doorframe of the kitchen, arms still crossed, spies a white handprint left on Lisa's ass, wonders exactly whose hand that belongs to, decides that she's had enough of Jennie and Lisa for today, promptly leaves the kitchen with an eye roll, and says, "Go take a shower when you're done."

Hopefully, not together, Jisoo almost adds, instead she says, "And then go to the store and replace all the stuff you've spilled on the floor."

*

There's an odd difference in the way Jennie interacts with Lisa compared to the way she interacts with the other girls. Jisoo isn't even sure if it exists, or if she's just reading too much into it.

Call her crazy, or whatever, but there's a distinction between how Jennie talks to someone like, say, Irene, and how she talks to Lisa. There's like, an uptick in her mood, kind of.

Or something.

Jisoo can't quite put her finger on it.

But it sure is something.