February Part IV
Two days had passed, and yet, no word from Bobby. No word from his family, no word from his lawyers, nothing.
But of course, that seemed to fade in the background once the school caught wind of Jisoo's apparent beatdown of him.
Like vultures, they preyed upon and picked at the issue until it was long dead carrion.
The whispers followed Jisoo, Jennie, and June, everywhere they went.
Jennie and Jisoo were walking to Dara's office for Jennie's post practice treatment, making sure she wouldn't tense up and strain anything before the big playoff game, just days away.
"Mom?" Jisoo called, Jennie tagging along behind her, still fully in uniform, hair pulled up in a messy bun.
"Huh. I guess she's out on the soccer field or something." Jisoo shrugged, frowning as she laced her hand with Jennie's, pulling her into the office.
"We can wait." Jennie shrugged.
"No, I don't think she'd want you tensing up without your cooldown stretches. Plus, she wants to ice your knee." Jisoo tsked, pushing Jennie onto the examination bench, coming around to gently rub her shoulders, rolling her eyes when she realized just how much padding was in the way.
Jennie cocked a brow when Jisoo's deft fingers freed her scrimmage jersey from where it was properly tucked in at her waistband, snaking her fingers under it.
"Jisoo." Jennie drew in a breath.
"Why do you wear so much padding?" Jisoo groaned.
Jennie smirked. "I'm impenetrable."
"You're telling me." Jisoo groaned, shaking her head. "Whatever. Just do your damn stretches so I can get the ice. I hate being in here. I feel like my mom is watching us."
Jennie chuckled, shaking her head. She began following Dara's prescribed routine as she watched Jisoo with no small amount of adoration.
Jisoo, on the other hand, was trying rather desperately not to stare at the perfection that was her girlfriend. She fumbled around the freezer for Jennie's ice-pack. She smirked fondly when she remembered Jennie buying one and branding it with her name and a sharpie, muttering, " If it's going to touch sweaty skin, it should only be mine."
She was dating an absolute spoiled gay princess.
"I have your custom ice pack." Jisoo waved it teasingly, standing by the door. "Can we apply it outside?"
"Fine." Jennie agreed, a smile twitching on her plump lips.
"Sit." Jisoo commanded, motioning to the nearby bench.
Jennie, ever obedient to Jisoo, sat on the bench with a huff, watching Jisoo kneel before her. "Here?" She cocked a brow and smirked.
"Ha ha, hilarious." Jisoo rolled her eyes, but smiled as she rolled Jennie's tights up, revealing her knee. She leaned down and kissed it softly, murmuring, "It's gonna be cold." She then took the ice pack and pressed it above the sore cap, resting her head on Jennie's thigh.
"Thank you, Jisoo." Jennie murmured, stroking her hair. "You can come and sit up here." She shifted so that Jisoo could sit beside her, resting her leg on Jisoo's lap as Jisoo continued to apply the pressure.
"You nervous for the game?" Jisoo asked curiously, eyes meeting Jennie's gaze.
"Me?" Jennie scoffed. "Does the Commander get nervous?"
"That shit doesn't work on me anymore." Jisoo smirked.
"Shit? What shit?" Jennie acted incredulous.
