We Got Married: JinJi

Chapter 16: Clarity

So this is what a zombie felt like, Jisoo thought as she danced like a noodle to the choreography of their newest song. 

She'd been dragging on through the days like a zombie, her movements and instinct were only for survival. Eat, drink, sing, dance, sleep. Eat, drink, sing, dance, sleep. 

She rarely talked to her friends - she could see their look of concern, but she could hardly care. All she wanted to do was exist, and not live. 

She'd been so stupid, thinking Jinyoung was going to wait for her, do what it takes for them to be together. The stiff reaction he gave her at Gayo was a clear message: I don't want you anymore, silly girl. 

"Trees should be cut from the roots so they die and rot faster," Jisoo sang as she chopped the vegetables in their dorm's kitchen. "Don't give them little water and little sunshine, don't prolong their torture." 

Why was she even crying about him at this point? She should move on and choose from the abundant selection of handsome guys in her circle. 

But he's the one you want, a voice automatically whispered in her head.

"Aish," she groaned, hitting her head with her fist. "Shut up." 

She missed the worried look Chaeyoung threw at her. 

She continued chopping with a new kind of ferocity. These vegetables deserve to be pulverized. How dare they look so vibrant and lovely. All lovely things must die. 

"Die, die, die," she sang in a happy tune. 

The door to their dorm opened and Jennie walked in. 

"Hi, Jendeukie," Jisoo sang as she beat the vegetables past the point of cooking. 

Jennie raised an eyebrow at her and rolled her eyes, walking to her room. 

"Lunch is about to be served!" 

"Eat that pile of crap on your own, unnie," Jennie shot back from her room. 

. . .

The day after...

Jinyoung was woken up by frantic knocking outside his room. 

"Wait a second," he said groggily, sitting up and walking to the door. He expected Bambam or Jackson outside since they were usually the only ones with the audacity to wake him up. 

It's Saturday morning, he thought. Why can't a guy get some sleep - 

He opened the door, ready to yell at whoever it was. But he stopped when he saw cat-like eyes glaring up at him. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked Jennie Kim, uncaring if she can smell his morning breath. 

Jennie, who was flanked by Jaebum, crossed her arms. "Park Jinyoung, you damn better man up." 

"Excuse me?" 

"It's time you talk to Jisoo-unnie," Jennie declared. "She's been moping around since god knows when. Take her out of her misery and talk to her, please." 

Jinyoung was taken aback. First of all, it was really early in the morning. Second, what Jennie was saying didn't make sense to him. Third, was that Jaebum's hoodie she was wearing? 

"It's mine, you perv," Jennie snapped, as if reading his mind. 

He shook the sleep off, trying to collect his thoughts. The most important thing was what he asked about.