Our Love (Jenlisa Adaptation)

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"How is your evening going? " asked the woman at the microphone. A cheerful hooting and whistling erupted from the audience in response. But Jennie's attention was completely focused on the girl standing at the back of the stage. Lisa's long hair was gathered in a low ponytail, which made her incredibly sexy in the eyes of the brunette, and her radiant smile made her out of competition among all the visitors of the bar.

"Great, "continued the evening's host with a laugh. "That's what I wanted to hear. Now let's start our free mic night, and our regular performer will open. You all know her. You all love her and just can't wait to buy her first album when she finally gets her ass into the studio!"

Jennie bit down on her lower lip, noticing how red her cheeks were at those words. A pleasant excitement was growing inside. She had heard Lisa play before. But at the thought of hearing her sing, on stage, Jennie's heart was ready to leap out of her chest.

"Enjoy, my love," came the voice of the Australian woman over her ear. Turning toward her, Jennie saw an anticipatory smile.

"Is it for me?"

Chaeyoung's smile grew even wider. Jennie took a deep breath, her stomach tickling with excitement. On the stage, the same woman reminded the customers about the drink promotion at the bar.

"Great. Now there's only one thing left for me to do. Meet Lisa Manobal on stage!"

Having said that, the presenter left, patting the blonde on the shoulder. Lisa leisurely approached the microphone. She was wearing a white shirt, with the buttons undone, revealing her lower abdomen and neck, on which a silver chain glistened. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up above the elbows, dark skinny jeans were tucked into black high boots. Jennie was completely shocked by her appearance.

Sitting down on a nearby high chair, the blonde adjusted the microphone stand.

"Hey, everybody!"

A murmur of approval ran through the hall. Jennie couldn't hold back a small chuckle. Everything inside her was frozen with anticipation.

"Always so charming," muttered Chaeyoung.

"I usually play a few songs for you guys, but tonight it's only going to be one because I have a date and my girlfriend is waiting for me at the bar," Manobal said, arranging her guitar more comfortably.

Jennie's cheeks flushed slightly as the audience erupted in cheers. Some of the audience, including Chaeyoung, whistled unequivocally.

"Yes," grinned Lisa . "Now, I'd like to transport you back to 1999. I hope you enjoy it."

Lisa spent hours looking for a song to dedicate to Jennie. She wanted something heartfelt, about love, but at the same time not heavy. Manobal was very happy with her final choice. She hoped that Jennie would like the song too.

There was silence in the hall. After a few seconds, the first chords sounded. The melody seemed familiar to Jennie , though it sounded a little different, thanks to the acoustic guitar. But when Lisa began to sing, Jennie forgot about everything in the world. The soft, slightly husky voice went straight to her soul.

She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

Jennie stared at the stage mesmerized. She guessed that Lisa was a good singer, but now she was blown away by the girl's talent. Jennie was amazed at how effortlessly, easily and beautifully she sang.

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah