A/N: Where a certain blonde finds home in another person's arms.
It's in the middle of the night where Lisa drives out her building and goes to her Mom's favourite place.
Strawberry Fields Forever
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Lisa couldn't sleep. She feels as if she was paralyzed and everything just seemed to be slowing down. She felt as if the world is suffocating her and consuming everything inside. As she takes a deep breath and stares at the ceiling... she sighs and at long last, takes the courage to stand up.
She finally gets into her car and drives out of her building to potentially find comfort someplace else. Now, the thing is, what is comfort? Is it a place where people go to find peace and quiet and answers? Possibly. But for Lisa, comfort is her. Home is her.
Time check: 12:51 A.M
To Lisa, life has never been too kind for her. She has never had a good day in her life except for that time where her mother took her to that one particular ice cream store that they both loved so much. Loved. Her mother who raised her and her brother alone passed away two years ago and at this same night Lisa goes out to that store to try and re-live those times where she was happy. Those times where she felt safe and sound knowing her mother was always there no matter what comes may.
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Now, isn't it a little late for an ice cream parlour to be open? For her, she keeps it open for that one certain person who always seemed to be lost. At first sight, she noticed those eyes. Those eyes which always seemed so expressionless, but for Jennie, she first noticed the vulnerability, the sadness that go along with those big brown eyes. It was those eyes that caught her in an instant. It was those eyes the brought them closer together. Her short blonde hair, with her messy bangs that go up to her perfectly shaped brows; the golden blonde hair that belonged to a particular woman that Jennie is very fond of. Her pointed nose that outlines every single aspect of her perfectly shaped face. Those cheeks that make would make you want to squish all day long. Oh man. Those lips, those plump lips that seemed so full, so red, and very inviting.
"Can I help you with anything Manoban?" asks the lady behind the counter. Obviously knowing the reason why that particular someone is there in the middle of the night in the cold wintertime, she still asks because she knows that's what she needs right now. Someone to listen.
"I'll have the usual please." Said Lisa, as she takes out her wallet but Jennie, knowing that Lisa has not had enough sleep, caught her hand.
"No need. It's almost closing time anyways." She said giving Lisa her money back. "Thanks."
"It's been two years, Jennie." Lisa says as she sits down on their usual table that Jennie keeps unoccupied the whole day because she knows how special that space is for Lisa.
"Hey, I'm here." says Jennie. 'I have always been here,' she said to herself. As she sits beside the younger girl and let Lisa take comfort on her shoulder, she tried to make her feel better by singing her a song. Lisa loved hearing Jennie's voice. Her voice is soothing, it is the kind of voice that she would love to wake up to in the morning. The kind of voice that could make her feel alive. The kind that you would only hear in heaven; exaggerated description perhaps, but for Lisa, it was all she has ever needed.
