Jisoo never thought she'd have an issue with spending increased time with Jennie. All year, she'd waited for the football season to be over, so that she could have her girlfriend back.
And that's exactly what she got.
Compared to their prior schedule, these days were absolute bliss.
Jennie would lazily hang in bed with Jisoo until eight, whining and clutching Jisoo like a teddy bear whenever she'd try to get up. Full of laughter, Jennie would pick her up and take her to the shower, where they'd spend a fair amount of time kissing under the pouring water and generally just feeling each other up before they remembered they had class.
Class was normal, and then they both had work afterwards, so it was time spent apart. But then Jennie would be home at a normal time, with dinner ready for Jisoo, and she'd be insistent on romantic candle lit dinners, where they'd peer into each other's eyes.
And then it was either a movie, or sex, or naked cuddling, or all three.
Jisoo was supposed to be enjoying it. That was her dream life. In fact, it wasn't the fact that she was spending so much time with Jennie that bothered her.
It was the fact that she was hiding something.
A big something.
While Jennie's season tapered off, her relentless following only grew. And as they were spotted together more and more, the world learned of their relationship, more so than before.
Jennie wasn't an avid social media user, and as such, was ignorant to the onslaught of harsh words that were hurled in Jisoo's direction every day. Words that chipped away at her self esteem, words that colored her own opinion of herself.
Jisoo was beginning to think that maybe there was something wrong with her.
And that was a tragedy, because in Jennie's eyes, and the eyes of many, many other people, Jisoo Kim was one of the most beautiful people in the world, both inside and out.
Jisoo had tried to separate herself from what people said, from reading their tweets, their posts, their messages. She had to sit through random girls slobbering all over Jennie's pictures, calling her "daddy", sending her fucking panties in the mail.
It was only going to get worse, because Jisoo knew, Jennie's game was only going to get better.
And then she'd move into the pro league.
With millions upon millions of fans. Worldwide.
And so, it was thoughts like these that would pierce Jisoo's happy facade, and it was her stupidly observant, beautiful, caring girlfriend who noticed.
Now that the distractions were over, she noticed.
And she wasn't the least bit happy.
This all surfaced on what was supposed to be a relatively calm night, the two making out on the couch, the TV long forgotten. Jisoo was wrapped around Jennie, as Jennie hovered over her, the two girls tangled.
Jisoo couldn't remember who initiated it, but as usual, they were insatiable. They kissed tenderly, at first, just enjoying the feeling of their lips pressing together.
Jennie slid her hands up Jisoo's shirt, and after that, it was something more. They were in the middle of turning up the heat when Jisoo's phone dinged, but it wasn't a text notification. It was a twitter notification, she could tell by the sound.
Jisoo frowned, forgetting where she was for a moment, and then tried to play it cool, returning to Jennie's lips.
"What's that?" Jennie asked, leaning back slightly, giving Jisoo room to talk.
