Quiet on Set (Jenlisa)

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THIRD PERSON POV

"So, how's it been living with the she devil?" Rosé asked as she adjusted her apron around her back.

"Silent actually, she keeps to herself and I keep to mine." Jennie shrugged as she sprayed liquid onto a cloth, ready to wipe down the counters.

"Well, that's progress? I guess?" Rosé chuckled.

"In all honesty, I tink it really is progress. But there's still this weird tension between us, I don't know what it is." Jennie shrugged.

"It's called sexual tenson and it's only a matter of time before you two rip each other's clothes off and fuck y'all brains out." Rosé smirked.

Jennie scrunched her nose in disgust at the tall blonde girl, "Ew!" She gagged.

"Oh come on, you're seriously telling me you don't want to get your way with Lisa Manoban?" Rosé asked.

"I-"

Ah yes, a question that Jennie couldn't answer because she knew not of what that answer would be. It's been three days since they attended that event and they haven't spoken to each other ever since.

But, Jennie would find the girl's doe eyes on her every morning in the kitchen.

When Jennie would strike a conversation, Lisa would shut her down or roll her eyes. A simple good morning would piss the Thai girl off, so Jennie refused to speak.

They haven't said a word to each other since that night and Jennie didn't plan on either unless it came to their film together.

Lisa would eat chips and use the remote, leaving it all oily and coaxed with flakes.

She'd leave the cereal open so the next day it was colder than her heart.

And, she kept the AC at the coldest goddamned temperature in the house, plush she placed a password on the settings so no one could get into it and it was driving Jennie insane to live with the girl.

But when it came to wanting to rip the girl's clothes off, if was a whole other conversation.

Lisa had this thing where she'd walk around the house half naked, completely unaware that Jennie was in the house, or so she says.

Wearing Louis Vuitton lingeries and her hardened nipples seeping through the thin layer of black bra was enough to tease the brunette. As much as she avoided her eyes, Jennie couldn't help but feel a heat rising in her stomach and settling in her core every time the girl would pass her by.

To make matters worse, Lisa would pierce her doe eyes over to her cat-like eyes and give Jennie a wink. She knew exactly what she was doing.

But, that didn't mean Jennie was weak. It could mean she was a horny bitch but not weak.

Sigh.

She was determined to go through the whole month without giving into temptation.

Besides, the desire of clawing Lisa's eyes out by how annoying she is, was enough to overpower the desire of wanting her fingers on the girl's body.

"No. I don't want to do that again." Jennie glared at the tall blonde.

The sound of ice spilling onto the counter and a loud thud echoed through the cafe.

Jennie furrowed her brows when Jisoo and Rosé dropped their sodas and almost fell to the floor.

"What?" The brunette asked.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN
AGAIN!?" Jisoo yelled.

"Oh, I haven't told you guys. I forgot, I'm sorry." Jennie chuckled nervously.