Jakarta

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The crowd in Jakarta was deafening.
A sea of pink lights shimmered across the night, their voices layered into a single heartbeat that pulsed through the stage floor. The heat, the screams, the rhythm—everything about this night was electric.

Jennie had been performing for years, but every stop of the Deadline Tour still felt like a first. And tonight, it wasn't just the energy—it was Jisoo.

Under the blinding lights, Jisoo glowed. Her red outfit shimmered under the spotlights, hair tied loosely, smile radiant. There was something magnetic about the way Jisoo performed—how her laughter came so easily, how her eyes found Jennie's no matter how many fans were out there.

But halfway through, something changed.

They were moving into the transition, with the usual playful chaos between members—Lisa hyping the crowd, Rosé spinning her mic and teasing Jisoo. Jennie, standing a few steps away, already knew this part: the spontaneous fanservice, the laughter, the shoulder bumps. It was always harmless.

Until tonight.

Rosé leaned in—closer, closer—and before Jennie could even blink, she pressed a quick kiss on Jisoo's cheek.

Right there, in front of everyone.

The crowd exploded.
Screams shook the venue, phones shot up, camera flashes blinked in sync with the music that hadn't even stopped. Jisoo, surprised, letting out her signature laugh—the one that always melted Jennie. She turned, playfully grinning like nothing happened.

But Jennie froze.

It lasted only a second, maybe two—but the camera caught it. Her eyes darting toward Jisoo. The way her smile faltered for a heartbeat. The tiny pout that crept in as she forced herself to face the audience again. And how Jisoo smile dropped in a beat.

She pushed through the choreography, but her eyes—her eyes kept flickering toward Jisoo and Rosé. Every time they laughed, Jennie's body stiffened just a little. Every time Rosé brushed Jisoo's arm, Jennie's jaw clenched.

And of course, fans noticed.

The moment trended within minutes:
#JensooJealous
#RoséKissedJisoo
#JennieReactionCam

Clips flooded X. Some fans were screaming about how cute Jennie's reaction was. Others were teasing—"Jennie about to fight Rosé backstage 😭". Even the staff started whispering in the comms about how Jennie's mic tone changed slightly after that moment—sharper, like she was trying too hard to focus.

When they finished the final encore and gathered at the center of the stage, Jennie did her best to smile. She blew kisses to the crowd, waved, thanked the fans—but when Jisoo leaned over to rest her hand on Jennie's back, Jennie subtly moved forward instead.

It wasn't angry. It wasn't cold.
It was just... hurt.

The kind that Jisoo noticed immediately.

Backstage was chaos—lights, staff, security, fans still screaming outside the venue. But amid the noise, Jisoo's eyes scanned every corner until she spotted her.

Jennie was sitting by the mirror, still in her sparkly outfit, a water bottle untouched beside her. Lisa and Rosé were laughing with the dancers a few feet away, but Jennie wasn't joining in.

When Jisoo approached, Jennie pretended to check her phone.

"Hey," Jisoo said softly, her voice hoarse from singing. "You okay, Nini?"

Jennie nodded, eyes fixed on her reflection.
"Yeah. Just tired."

Jisoo crouched a little, trying to meet her gaze.
"Tired... or something else?"

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