The Hit List

chapter 7

"Roseanne! What the fuck?!"

"Oh come on you can't blame me for it!" Roseanne laughed loudly. "How did you miss it?!"

"What do you mean– You told me you two were dating!"

"But we're both soooo gay!" Roseanne cried out.

"Like sooooo gay." Jungkook agreed, joining Roseanne's laughter.

"Super gay!"

"Like I have a boyfriend gay."

"Like I've only ever been with girls gay."

"Our relationship is such a gay guy–lesbian relationship," Jungkook shook his head, wiping away a tear of laughter.

"And then you came up to me and started talking about my boyfriend or something? So I just rolled with it because god it was so funny."

"And she dropped so many hints too!" Jungkook added, holding his stomach from how hard he was laughing.

"I was sure you got that at the girl in red reference," Roseanne nodded in agreement.

Lisa was stunned. She stared at the two, absorbing the newly found information in. Roseanne and Jungkook weren't dating, in fact, they're both gay. Roseanne was attracted to girls this whole fucking time?!

"Wait," Lisa raised her hands in the air, then pointed at Jungkook, "you... Like men and have a boyfriend?"

"I mean he's literally in our groupchat," Jungkook nodded.

She moved her index finger to point at Roseanne. "And you like girls, and... Uh single?"

"I don't date," she shrugged.

Lisa felt a twinge of disappointment in that, and was far too shocked to care about what it meant. "So you're not dating?"

"No," they said in unison.

"And ya'll knew about this and didn't tell me?" She asked the rest of the gang with an accusing glare.

"We had no idea they were pretending to date to prank you," Jisoo said, throwing her hands in surrender, chuckling.

"But like, we kept shipping the two of you?" Hyeri said, confused. "So how did you not realize something was off?"

"I just thought you guys didn't like Roseanne and Jungkook being together!" She cried out.

Jisoo gasped. "You thought I was trying to sabotage my brother's relationship?!"

Lisa's eyes widen and her jaw dropped. "Jungkook is your brother?!"

Everyone gaped at her, then to her complete embarrassment, started laughing loudly. Her blush deepened and she leaned on the backrest, folding her arms with an annoyed pout. She was not having a good day today.

"Wait, did you not know that we were siblings?" Jungkook wheezed. "You really are as dumb as Roseanne says you are."

"Roseanne!" Lisa slammed both hands on the table, angry. She was so not in the mood to do this right now.

"Don't worry, she said she thinks it's adorable," Hyeri quickly assured her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

This assurance actually calmed Lisa a little, and she felt the anger leaving her when she spotted a pink blush on Roseanne's cheek. Lisa's face broke into a lopsided grin and she raised a suggestive eyebrow. "You think I'm cute?"

"Ew, don't flatter yourself." Roseanne said in uncertain tone. Lisa didn't buy it.

"I mean, turns out you're gay, and you apperanatly called me 'adorable'," continued Lisa, smirking, "so, am I adorable in your eyes, Roseanne?"

Her blush deepened. "I don't like you." She said sternly.

"Not what I asked sweetheart."

She stared at Lisa with a glare for a few moments but Lisa didn't flinch. For the first time that day, she didn't feel like shit. She felt giddy and warm, happy and smug even. Who gave a shit about Miyeon and the phone call? Roseanne Park thought Lisa was cute! Sure, she preferred sexy or hot, but the fact that Roseanne was thinking of her positively really made her heart swell.

Then, Roseanne broke their gaze. "I don't need this." She said behind grit teeth and got up, walking away.

Lisa immediately jumped after her, mumbling some sort of a 'goodbye' to the gang and sprinting after Roseanne, cornering her in the hallway.

"Where are you going? We were having a conversation!" Lisa said as she blocked Roseanne who tried to brush past her.

"No, you were trying to annoy me," Roseanne bit back angerly, "and I'm not in the mood."

"I'm not trying to annoy you, I'm just excited." Lisa complained.

"Excited about what?" Roseanne rolled her eyes. "That my friends wants to get us together? Well guess what? It doesn't mean I want you."

"I'm excited because turns out the hottest girl in school is both lesbian and thinks I'm cute," Lisa explained, "am I not allowed to be excited about it?"

"Leave me alone," Roseanne huffed out.

"No." Lisa said boldly. "Can we talk about it? Not even now, we can also meet up after school if you'd prefer that."

At that, Roseanne's stern expression softened, and a mixture of awe and confusion portraited on her face.

"I-I thought you said you couldn't meet up today," she said, blinking.

Lisa shrugged in response, staffing her hands in her pockets. "I wasn't in the right mood, but I'm feeling a lot better now. So, um, yeah. We can hang out in my place for sure."

Roseanne stared at her for a few extra moments, then her confusion was replaced with something that appeared to be relief. Lisa opened her mouth to ask about it, but before she did, Roseanne tackled her with tight hug.

Lisa froze. Just a moment ago she and Roseanne had been fighting, now Roseanne was hugging her? The fuck?

However, she wouldn't be caught dead not hugging Roseanne back, especially when hugging her made her feel so warm and nice from the inside out. So she wrapped an arm around her waist and one around her upper back, threading her fingers in Roseanne's hair– dear god it's so soft, like so soft and nice. Lisa fisted her hand around the blonde locks and pulled Roseanne closer, deciding that Roseanne's hair is her new favourite thing in the world.

"Thank you," Roseanne mumbled, nuzzling into Lisa's shoulder, "thank you so so much."

"I'm.... Confused." Lisa laughed. "What did I do?"

"Just take the damn compliment."

"But... Is everything okay with you?" Lisa asked, slightly worried.

"What?" Roseanne chuckled nervously and pulled away with wide eyes. "Everything is fine! Why would you ask that?"

"You're acting weird," Lisa said, narrowing her eyes in suspicious.

"You're the best Lisa," Roseanne said, completely disregarding, Lisa's worry, and before Lisa could protest, she pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Lisa's insides melted and her cheeks flushed bright red. Roseanne was attached to her for a few seconds, and Lisa remained frozen for the entirety of that time. When to her dismay, Roseanne detached, a dreamy smile spread across her pinky lips as Roseanne just smiled right back at her.

"Now here," Lisa half demanded, pointing her index finger to her lips.

"Don't push it," Roseanne warned with a playful smile.

"Pleaseeeee?" She said with big puppy eyes, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.

Roseanne bit her lip and shook her head dissmisevly. "You really are something else aren't you?" She grinned.

"My mom always told me that I'm special," Lisa joked.

Roseanne rolled her eyes, then turned to leave. "Bye Lisa, see you after school."

"Bye!" Lisa called after her, and when she left, Lisa did a little victory dance for herself. Roseanne is going to be in her home, in her room, probably on her bed. And the two will be talking about how Roseanne finds Lisa adorable. She just hoped her parents wouldn't be home to embarrass her, god knows that those two could be so fucking embarrassing sometimes, on top of being utterly annoying...

Actually, it didn't really matter. Roseanne understood what it was like to not get along with your parents, so she'll get it.

So, giddy and confident, she decided she could stand to go see her friends. After all, they needed to know that Lisa was going to get laid tonight.

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She was almost worried that Roseanne would forget they scheduled to meet, but was surprised to see Roseanne waiting outside her class when the last period ended.

"Dude, how did you know what my schedule is today?" She asked Roseanne with a smile.

Roseanne blinked. "You literally posted on your Instagram story 'Those history lessons make me wanna be history'," she said.

"Oh, right," Lisa laughed, "so you're stalking me on Instagram?"

"What? No!" Roseanne blushed. "Are you going to be like that the entire time we hang out?"

"Why? Do you have any regrets?" Lisa teased.

"A little," Roseanne rolled her eyes, "but let's go anyway."

"Yay," Lisa chuckled, "did you drive here? Or do we need to take the bus?"

"I drove," Roseanne shrugged, "c'mon, let's go."

Grinning, Lisa followed Roseanne, surprised to learn that Roseanne didn't drive there in a fancy car, but she actually got there with a fucking moped. The moment she laid eyes on that vehicle, a blush risen to her cheeks and she bit her lower lip.

"What?" Roseanne asked, slightly amused.

"I didn't know it was possible, but you just got so much sexier." Lisa said, smirking.

"Oh god," Roseanne groaned, "I can't believe you'll have to cling to me for the entire ride."

Lisa's jaw dropped. "I didn't even think about that!" She exclaimed excitingly. "Ooooh this is gonna be so fun!"

She gave Roseanne the directions to her house, wore the extra helmet Roseanne apperently 'always carried' for some reason, and the two were on their way.

Holding onto Roseanne for the entire was glorious. Sure, the two hugged before, but never for such a long period of time, and also never while Roseanne was handling the sexiest machine in existence. So, that was nice. Also a huge turn on.

At last, they reached Lisa's house, and she groaned loudly when she saw the two cars in the house's garage.

"My parents are home," she told Roseanne, taking off her helmet, "so they'll probably annoy–"

The words were caught in her throat as Roseanne took off her helmet, doing some sort of hair flip that seemed to play out in slow motion. Lisa's heart stopped and her jaw dropped to the ground, how can someone be so goddamn elegant?! Is there something Roseanne could do that wasn't completely hot and flawless? Is she just the most perfect human fucking being in the world?

"What?" Roseanne said, snapping her out of her haze.

"Oh, uh..." Lisa rubbed the back of her neck. "I just said that my parents are home and might annoy us."

Roseanne's eyes widened. "Are you allowed to talk about your parents like that?"

"What will they do?" Lisa shrugged, smirking when Roseanne looked at her in awe. "C'mon, let's go to my room."

The two entered, and much to Lisa's dismay, both her parents were in the living room, and the moment they heard the door close, they perked up.

"Lisa!" Her father called, surprised. "You got here so soon!"

"Yep, had a ride," she answered dryly, gesturing to the heiress behind here, "that's Roseanne Park from my school."

Both her parent's eyes drifted to the slightly uncomfortable looking Roseanne, and an even more shocked look appeared on their faces.

"Miss Park!" Her father exclaimed in delight, making her flinch a little in surprise. "I'm so sorry about being rude, we weren't expecting you. Lisa doesn't bring friends here often." He finished off, offering his hand for a handshake.

Roseanne looked at him, hesitantly and cautiously taking his hand and shaking it. "You can just call me Roseanne," she said quietly before turning to Lisa, "um, we should probably head to your room..." Roseanne murmured.