Quiet on Set (Jenlisa)

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THIRD PERSON POV

"Listen here, Jendeukie, we're coming over and
there's nothing you can do about it." Jisoo unnie's voice echoed through the room.

"I-"

"And, we're sleeping over tonight, Wifey." Rosé said.

"O-"

"And, your driver is taking us all to work tomorrow."

"Bu-"

"And, there's no buts. Take it as your punishment for leaving us alone in that crappy apartment." Jisoo said.

"I didn't have a choice to leave." Jennie pouted.

"We know, but we'll still guilt trip you." Jisoo said, Jennie could tell there was a smirk on the heart shape lips.

"Well, if you allowed me to speak before then you'd hear me say that I don't care. I actually miss you guys and I desperately want you two to come over." Jennie chuckled.

"Oh... Oh shit really? Well, that was easy. What the hell." Jisoo laughed.

"I told you to just ASK her, unnie." Rosé groaned.

"Yeah. Yeah." Jisoo said.

"How far away are you two?" Jennie asked.

"Five minutes away-"

"FIVE MINUTES?! SO, YOU WERE COMING
HERE EVEN IF I DIDN'T AGREE"

"Well duh, keep up Jendeukie. You're slow."

"She's always been a little slow. But she's cute." Rosé chuckled.

"A cute bottom." Jisoo said.

"Hush up and make it here safe." Jennie groaned.

"GOTTA GOO, LOVE YAAA. MWUAH" Was the last thing she heard from them before the line went dead cold.

Jennie rolled her eyes before dropping her body flat against her bed, her eyes locked onto the ceiling while her arms were sprawled to her sides.

It's been a day since Lisa's breakdown on National television, so they haven't left home in hours neither have they spoken to each other since. The car ride home when Lisa came out like nothing happened and walked into her room without speaking to anyone for the rest of the day.

Jennie had no idea what went on in the girl's head, every time she thought she made a breakthrough, they always end up at square one.

With either someone getting mad or they simply stop talking to each other for hours without any apology, just waiting for the time to pass until another problem occurs.

It was a cycle they were on and it was becoming more and more frustrating as the days go by.

But there was still changes. Lisa would casually start small conversations with the girl, even if it was to ask for the remote. It was still far better than when they started out and Jennie was happy about that.

"Sounds hectic." A voice filled the room
Jennie's eyes widened as her neck snapped in the direction of the person standing by her door frame.

Lisa had her arms folded against her chest while she leaned her shoulders against the doorframe, her doe eyes locked onto feline eyes.

Jennie swallowed a lump in her throat when she noticed that the girl's flat stomach and breasts were almost exposed since she only had on a black lace bra and a grey sweatpants that hung a bit over her hipbone.

"See something you like?" Lisa smirked, a small blush threatened to pull across the brunette's cheek, but she fought it and won.

"What are you doing here?" Jennie asked.