knife | jensoo (Slow Updates)

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It was after a while when we decided that I'll go with Jisoo, even though it was a bit awkward.

Jisoo didn't really seem bothered by the atmosphere, it had gotten really dark and she seemed like she just wanted me to get home as soon as possible.

She yawned.

Sleepy?

I decided look out the window and stare at the beautiful street lights, I suddenly had gotten this feeling...

"Sigh...I miss him..." I suddenly blurted.

"What?" Jisoo asked.

"Nothing."

I know she heard it correctly, it's not like we're five metres apart or something.

Even though he isn't here anymore...
Being with her makes me feel a little less empty.

It feels like the lonely presence has now been replaced.

I look over her and smile.

Although, all I've done is avoid her, she still took her time to leave me to my house.

She suddenly stops the car.

"You wanna grab a drink before we go any further?" She asked and I nodded.

We got out of the car and headed straight into a cafè.

I ordered orange juice while she ordered a cappuccino.

It was a bit awkward since no one was really talking but I was just busy enjoying my drink.

"You miss Hanbin?" She suddenly asked out of nowhere.

I flinched a little but nodded my head in response, while looking away.

"Me too..."

She does...?

Oh wait, what am I saying?? Their obviously siblings!

"I want to quit..."

"Quit what?"

"Ah, nevermind..."

"If you say so..." She looks out of the window and stares outside for a while.

"If you're done, should we get inside?"

"Yeah, sure."

I threw my cup away and we walked out.

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We could've been sitting inside the car right now.

We could've been already in my place-

But the city lights looked so pretty that we decided to hang out by the nearby park.

We were sitting on a bench, staring at the lights.

My eyes were wandering around.

What would the media do if we ended up dating?

It's not like they can do anything about it right?

It's my personal life, right?

My thoughts were cut off, when I felt a firm grip on my hand.

I looked over towards the female and she was still staring out, holding my hand.

She suddenly scooted closer, and pulled herself towards me, her arms gripping on my shoulders.

"Jennie..."

"Hmm?" I hummed in response.

"I'm sorry..."

"Why are you apologising?" I ask.

"Because of me you have to suffer so much.."

"I told you it's okay, the media-

"It's not that, Jennie...."

"Whatever the reason is, it's not your fault, you must've done it unknowingly. You don't have to worry so much."

She looked at me, I could see her sad eyes getting glossy.

I rested her head on my shoulder, "It's fine.."

I patted her head and she hugged me tightly.

I hugged her back too, and for some reason...

I didn't want it to end.

If we're going to stay like this, I hope it is forever...

I don't know when, how or why.

But my heart started to race.

And I unknowingly started developing some strange feelings...