Dove (K. Jisoo x Fem Reader)

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{Y/N pov) hey hey, I'm back early bcuz i had a good idea for a quick chapter.

I'm not someone who is good at opening up. People usually beg me to open up. Jisoo begged me to go to therapy, but... I dropped it not too long ago. I'm not very good at talking about myself and opening up. I find it difficult. I don't want to be a bother.

But after last night's issue, Jisoo and I were forced to take things a bit more seriously. We decided it would be best to enforce a restraining order. She knows Linn is dangerous. She's severely mentally ill, which is not an excuse as to how she treated me, but it's definitely a reason. She was always rude, violent, and aggressive. I don't think I'd ever live a happy life after I left her, but then Jennie introduced me to Jisoo, and my life has gotten better. So much better.
I'm not scared anymore.

I'm not scared of the unknown or being alone. I don't have to wake up in fear every morning. I'm an adult now who has good people around her. I'm not afraid.

Linn changed my life. When we met, she was 22 and I was 17. I had snuck into a bar and decided to get drinks with my fake ID. I met her there. She was smoking a cigarette outside. I had drunkenly walked out, and I sat next to her on a curb. She seemed so sweet. Her smile was so kind. She took care of me that night. I told her about myself; she did the same. It was a good night.

The next day, I woke up in her apartment, her arms around me. Naked. I knew what we did. I wasn't scared or ashamed... I felt cool. I guess that was the stupid thought process of a dumb kid. I never told anyone about that part, but we did talk it out over breakfast she bought me, and we started dating a few weeks later.

We dated for four years. Worst four years of my life, and I was abused as a child. I used to wish my father was still alive because maybe then someone would have the guts to kill me and save me from all the pain I went through. He was a fearless man. Stupid and evil but fearless.

Jisoo's hand caressing my cheek snaps me out of my thoughts.

We're in her comfortable bed, but my thoughts won't stop racing. Passing me by quickly, painful memories and fears.

She places her hand on my chest, over my heart. She holds it there, her free hand still caressing my cheek.
"Don't worry about her, y/nnie." She whispers softly. She is like a breath of fresh air after escaping a smoke-filled room. She is the good person I've always needed. She knows how to keep me grounded and calm. "I've got you."

I simply stared at her face with glossy eyes; my lips parted slightly. She smiles at me. Her smile... it's calming. Beautiful. Her words are reassuring. She would never let me get hurt. She would never hurt me. She's not like that. She'll never be like that. She's far too sweet.

"We don't have to talk; I can just hold you." She whispers after she notices I've stayed silent. I'm comfortable just in her arms, silent, matching her calm breathing patterns.

I nod, and I lean my head onto her chest, wrapping my arms around her. My ear presses to her chest, and I listen to her steady heart. Her arms wrap around me in return, holding the back of my head. I can hear her hum softly, letting out a deep breath. I breathe out as well, wanting to copy her so I can stay as calm as her.

I close my eyes, leaning a little more weight on her as I try to relax a little more. She'll be leaving again soon. She'll still be here in Korea, and I could go visit her whenever, but I don't want to bother her while she works on a project of hers. She's so talented, and knowing she's in good hands is enough to soothe my soul just a little. But I still wish we didn't have to worry about that.

If we could just lay together forever, never needing to get up and work or do important things, then I think that would be great. It would be so much easier. But it's not healthy, and getting out is good. Which is why whenever she leaves, I'll go on a short road trip to hang out with friends.

Jimin, Jungkook, Taehyung, and I are all going to hang out and drink at a nice bar. The younger ones of the group of friends. Taehyung doesn't drink too often, but he decided to tag along so he could hang with us all. It's supposed to be really nice. Good food, good alcohol, good entertainment. I'm excited. I told Jisoo about it last night when we were eating dinner, before the whole situation. She was proud of me for wanting to get out of my comfort zone again.
The more Jisoo's fingers caress my head, the sleepier I get. My eyes flutter closed, and I can barely even move. I'm relaxed. She's good at being gentle. She doesn't even have to try; she just does. She's so good at being comforting.

I hear her let out a small noise that resembles a laugh, and I don't have the energy to open my eyes and look up, but I do make a noise too.

"Hm?"

"Nothing, baby, you just look cute." She says. I can practically hear the smile on her face. I nuzzle into her a little more, letting out a soft huff.
"Shush.." I murmur, pretending to be a little grumpy. I'm really not, just sleepy. I can feel her fingers drag along the outline of my ears, and I smile lightly, keeping my eyes closed. I can't even try anymore. I'm tired as fuck.
After a few moments of silence, soft snores start to leave my mouth. Before I was completely asleep, I heard her mumble a few sweet words, and I felt her kiss my head very softly. It was cute. I love her.

I love Kim Jisoo more than anything. I would die for her.