AGAINST THE LAW

Chapter 8

-Bring me a towel!- Jisoo shouts from the bathroom. Rosé rolls her eyes as she walks to the dresser.

-Wait a minute.- Rosé shouts back, pulling out a towel.- Just don't come out. Otherwise, my heart won't stand it.

-Whatever you say.- The brunette smirks, sticking her head out of the tub, taking the towel from her wife's hands.

-Why do we have to go there?- Rosé sighs, leaning against the door frame.

-Because it's necessary.- Jisoo answers from the shower.- My father is unwell and he wants to make sure that everything is fine with us... It's just dinner. We can handle it.

-I have no doubt about it.- Rosé mutters, throwing her head back. She closes her eyes and immediately opens them when she feels that her wife has come out of the bath.- Are you doing this on purpose?!- Rosé exclaims, looking at how her wife came out wrapped in a towel. Her skin is still wet...

-What's wrong?- Jisoo asks innocently, twisting her hair into a towel.

-This.- Rosé exclaims, pointing with her hands at Jisoo's too tempting appearance.- Do you even know that I'm a lesbian?! In front of me, you can't flaunt naked.- She bends the first finger.- You can't flaunt half naked in front of me.- She bends her other finger, staring into the chuckling eyes opposite.- You can't flaunt in front of me in bikinis and other things that expose intimate parts of the body!- She throws her arms up to the ceiling.

-It's cool.- Jisoo snorts, approaching the closet.

-God, I can't live like this.- Rosé raises her hands to the ceiling, in prayer cries.- You have no idea how much I want you.- Rosé says, crossing her arms over her chest, watching her wife sort through her clothes.

-I can imagine.- Jisoo smirks, taking out a hanger with a black dress, looked at it and put it back again.- I even feel sorry for you.- She laughs as she pulls out the next one.

-You want me too.- Rosé smirks maliciously, plopping down on the bed, propping her head on her hand. She looks at her wife's back.

-It's just your dreams.- The brunette waves her hand, and again looks for a new dress.

-You want me, I want you, so can we do it already?- Rosé waves her hand.

-Fuck you.- Jisoo gives her middle finger to her wife without even turning around.- I'm not going to sleep with you.

-Why?!- Rosé says.- Do you know how hard it is for me? I'm sure you do, but you don't want to ease my suffering on purpose. You like it when I suffer. You suffer without having sex with me and you torment me.- The brunette just laughs, holding the dress to herself, spinning in front of the mirror.- Damn, it's terrible.

-Did it make you feel better?- Jisoo chuckles, sitting down on the edge of the bed. She looks at her lying wife, staring at the ceiling.

-Probably yes.- She sighs.

Jisoo just smiles. She reaches for her wife's hair and just strokes it.

-Damn it, don't do that.- Rosé snorts, standing up abruptly.

-Why?- Jisoo sighs.

-Because.- She answers.- Your touch makes me want to pounce on you. I have very shaky nerves and I can explode at any moment.- She waves her hand as she leaves the bedroom.

Jisoo chuckles, biting her lip and sighing, continues to look for a dress.

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-No, Jennie, maybe tomorrow? Damn, I'm sorry, I'm very busy.- Rosé excuses herself on the phone as she leaves the building.- I know. I know, I'm sorry. Okay, tomorrow. I'll call you. I love you too.- She sighs, ending the call.