Our Love (Jenlisa Adaptation)

Serenade for a beautiful lady

"In the office?!"

Chaeyeong's jaw sagged and his eyes seemed like they were about to fall out of their orbits.

"Uh," Manobal said, blushing to the tips of her ears, though the only answer was yes. But she realized that from the outside it looked like she and Jennie weren't adults, but a couple of sex-crazed teenagers who couldn't find a better place to be than the studio floor. "I mean...I...I...it happened...unexpectedly....."

"Oh, so you just accidentally tripped and fell right into her pants?" The Australian asked sympathetically, giving her friend such an eloquent look that Lisa rolled her eyes.

"She was wearing a skirt, and you understood exactly what I was going to say. "

"Yes, of course I understand," Chaeyoung replied, trying hard not to laugh.

"BUT IN THE OFFICE?!"

"Well, technically it was in the studio," not only her ears were red now, but also her neck and all the part of her chest visible from under her clothes. Looking around cautiously, Lisa exhaled a sigh of relief. She and Chaeyoung were sitting in their favorite diner. There weren't many people here at this time of day, and it was unlikely anyone could overhear them. "And keep your voice down, Rosie. Jesus."

"Okay. So, wait," she laughed loudly, ignoring the last request. Putting the unfinished hamburger back on the plate, she folded her hands on the table and said thoughtfully. "So fancy pants invited you to their place of work, to watch them take pictures of slim, half-naked girls, and then kicked everyone out of the studio to spread you out on the floor. Did I miss anything?"

"Ahem," Manobal choked on her own saliva. "We also ate Chinese food," she said in fairness.

Chaeyoung didn't even bother to reply to that. She was literally bursting out laughing . After a few seconds, the small room was filled with her laughter, and Lisa joined her a moment later.

"Stop laughing at me, asshole," Lisa said, still chuckling, reaching out and taking a couple of fries from the brunette's plate.

"Mate, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you," the Australian woman shook her head negatively, still smiling.

"Except I wasn't laughing at all until you started," the blonde showed her tongue.

"It's not a big deal," Chaeyoung shrugged, taking a big gulp of beer. "I can't tell if I'm more surprised or proud of you."

"This and that," Manobal hit back.

- That's right," Chaeyoung agreed. - How was she?

"Really? No, I'm not going to discuss our sex with you," the blonde rolled her eyes again.

"No, of course not. God be with you," the Australian woman said with feigned indignation. "How could you think of that, you pervert!" Then, with a sly smile, she added. "Of course you will. Tell me about it!"

"No way," Manobal snorted. "Don't even think about it."

"Come on, Lisa. Just a little bit. You know I'm using you to fulfill my lesbian fantasies."

"You could make them real," the blonde laughed. "You're not in a steady relationship anyway. Besides, you've bragged more than once that girls pay attention to you."

" That's the way it is," the Australian put a couple of potatoes in her mouth. "I'm popular with the girls, and I've used it a couple of times... But you know I prefer a good...."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Lisa interrupted her quickly, wrinkling her nose at the images that were running through her head. "I know I shouldn't go on."

" It's so much fun to watch lesbians wrinkle their nose at the word <penis>."