In Your Orbit (1st Book) Completed.

Chapter 14: Soft Confessions

The rooftop had never felt as serene as it did in that moment. The cool breeze played with Jennie's hair, the sky painted in soft pastels as the day slowly started to shift into evening. After their confessions, the silence between them was no longer heavy or uncertain, but filled with a warm sense of contentment.

Lisa was still holding Jennie's hand, her thumb brushing lightly over the back of it. Jennie's face was a mix of curiosity and amusement as she watched Lisa's gaze lower to where their hands were entwined. Then, without thinking, Lisa lifted Jennie's hand and gently pressed her lips to the back of it. But as soon as she did, she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing a soft pink.

Jennie raised an eyebrow, smiling at the sight of Lisa's sudden shyness. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice teasing but soft, as if coaxing the answer out of her.

Lisa mumbled something under her breath, her face turned to the side as if trying to avoid Jennie's eyes. But Jennie wasn't going to let her get away with it so easily.

"Come on, what was that?" Jennie pressed, leaning closer, her curiosity growing by the second.

With a defeated sigh, Lisa finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, "Your lips are so soft... and kissable."

Jennie blinked, taken aback for a moment, before bursting into laughter. "Is that what you were embarrassed about?" she giggled, tugging at Lisa's arm to make her look at her again. But Lisa, flustered and clearly not ready to face her, tried to pull away, her face flushed with color.

"Hey! Don't look at me!" Lisa muttered, trying to escape Jennie's grip, but her movements were half-hearted. She wasn't really trying to get away.

Jennie, always the playful one, wasn't going to let Lisa off the hook that easily. She smirked and moved closer, her fingers dancing over Lisa's sides, tickling her in just the right spots.

"Jennie! Stop!" Lisa laughed, squirming under Jennie's touch. She tried to dodge the tickling, but Jennie's teasing was relentless, and Lisa's laughter filled the air.

"Not until you stop hiding from me," Jennie teased, her fingers still working on Lisa's sides. Lisa was laughing too hard to even try escaping anymore.

Finally, Jennie relented, stopping her tickling and leaning in closer, her eyes glinting mischievously. "If my lips are so kissable," she said with a playful smirk, "why don't you just kiss me again? I mean, I'm yours anyway, right?"

Jennie's tone was light, but the weight of her words sent a ripple through Lisa's chest. Jennie's voice dropped to a soft whisper, her eyes never leaving Lisa's, filled with warmth and affection. "You basically have all of me."

Lisa's laughter slowly faded as she took in Jennie's words, her breath catching in her throat. She stopped trying to hide her flustered expression and looked at Jennie straight on. Her hands came to rest on Jennie's sides, gripping her gently, her usual playful demeanor replaced with something more serious, more tender.

"Jennie, stop making me blush," Lisa muttered, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. Her face was a deep shade of pink, and she rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "I don't know if I'm sick or something."

Jennie chuckled at Lisa's response, her heart swelling at how adorable Lisa was being. She reached out, her hands gently cupping Lisa's cheeks, forcing her to meet her eyes. "You're not sick, you're just in love," Jennie said softly, her voice filled with certainty.

Before Lisa could respond, Jennie leaned in and pressed her lips to Lisa's in a kiss that was deeper than the one before. This time, there was no hesitation, no fear. It was just the two of them, lost in the moment. Lisa's hands instinctively moved up to Jennie's waist, pulling her closer as their lips moved together in perfect sync.