Tattoo OneShot

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Prompt: Jisoo surprises Jennie with something she never would have imagined: a tattoo.

A/N: This happened before Paris. It is right after Jennie opens the door on Jisoo at Polis U in their new apartment, right where Catch Me ended!

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"Welcome home, Jisoo." The words echoed in Jisoo's mind, swimming in its own elation at the excitement of being in Jennie's arms, breathing in her oh so wonderful scent.

Jennie was here.

Her Jennie.

"I...." Jisoo was still trying to breathe, still trying to recollect her thoughts, her words, her composure, as she sobbed weakly into Jennie's neck. She knew it was a bit dramatic to be crying the way she was. But the realization that was dawning on her was nothing short of incredible.

"Hi." Jennie murmured, rubbing her back. "Sorry if I scared you, Jisoo."

"Scared me?" Jisoo mumbled, swallowing the lump in her throat as she began to shake, to laugh with such a hysterical tone. "This is...Jennie. How are you here?"

"I took a very expensive redeye flight." Jennie grinned, pulling back so that she could nuzzle Jisoo's nose, the two of them still pressed against the doorway.

"How long are you here for?" Jisoo breathed, biting her lip as her eyes found Jennie's, glinting with amusement.

No, Jisoo wasn't dense. She simply didn't want to get her hopes up.

"...And where is here, by the way?" Jisoo's voice cracked on the last few syllables, and Jennie smirked, feeling Jisoo's legs tighten around her waist slightly.

"I think you know, love." Jennie murmured softly, nudging Jisoo with her nose. "This is home."

And that opened the floodgate of tears once more as Jisoo expelled a fresh round of tears, kissing Jennie sloppily, arms tight around her neck as Jennie held her nearly effortlessly, used to the feel of her girlfriend in her arms.

"This is our apartment." Jennie announced in a lofty voice that reminded Jisoo of the first day they'd met. "We will live here together, where we will both be attending Polis University...unless I can't read as well as I thought." Jennie teased, and she earned a snort of laughter in the dip of her shoulder from where Jisoo buried her face.

Jennie turned and shifted Jisoo's weight so that she was more evenly distributed as Jennie moved further into the building. By the entrance there was a small closet for coats, shoes, umbrellas, that sort of thing. Jennie moved past that into what was the main living room, already furnished with a couch, a coffee table, and an excessively large television, which Jisoo assumed was for Jennie's "game viewing" needs.

Needless to say, Jisoo was still in tears, clutching Jennie as she gave her tour, similar to a koala moving about the house on a particularly mobile eucalyptus tree.

"...Are those...succulents...on our balcony?" Jisoo breathed, peering over Jennie's shoulder.

Jennie scoffed. "But of course."

Jisoo grinned into Jennie's shoulder, her body shaking with laughter that soothed Jennie's soul. "That's so...domestic and gay."

"Funny, that's my middle name." Jennie smirked as she shuffled towards the kitchen, which had a tall table off to the side, where Jisoo imagined they'd be eating breakfasts, lunches, dinners together, for four years.

It was all such a perfect dream come true.

"To our left is the kitchen, where we can set things on fire while we make out." Jennie smiled genuinely when Jisoo barked out a laugh, giving Jennie an extra affectionate squeeze.

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