Jennie's Dream OneShot
Prompt: Jennie dreams a reality very different from the one she knows.
*****
"Jennie, baby!"
"Love?"
"Are you getting ready?"
"Like you told me to," Jennie chuckled. "What did you say the dress code was, again?"
"Chic casual."
"I don't...what? It's either formal or it's casual." Jennie snorted in amusement.
"What are you wearing?"
"Come and see."
Jennie was debating on whether to keep her hair down or up in a messy bun, when she felt arms wrap around her, deliberately feeling up her abs before lips pressed to her neck.
"I'm surprised you're not in a dress."
"I wanted to, but you said-"
"I know. Babe, you look stunning. A button up is perfect."
Nayeon turned Jennie around, pressing her against the counter as she leaned in to kiss Jennie's lips, sliding Jennie's hands to grab her hips.
Jennie kissed her, sighing softly as she did so, the scent of their distinctly different perfumes mixing pleasantly, somehow.
"...What exactly are we going to, again?"
"My friend Sarah's art gala." Nayeon explained, smiling brightly. "She did a series of works on the theme Spring."
Jennie nodded slowly. "And the kids?"
Nayeon laughed. "You think you'll be so bored there that you'd want to make your own children suffer through it, too? I'm your wife, isn't that enough?"
Jennie smiled sheepishly. "They're not coming?"
"No, babe. Jayeon and Jeyeon are at my mom's." Nayeon cocked a brow. "But, Kim, play your cards right, actually socialize, and I will rock your world with mind blowing sex later tonight."
Jennie nodded, running a hand through her hair. Down, she decided.
"Jen, we'll be late. Let's go."
*****
"You've been working later."
Jennie had just slipped into the penthouse door, at two am. She knew she reeked of alcohol, and that wasn't ever a good sign.
She wasn't really much of a drinker, but these last few months had certainly forced her into the habit.
And now, Jisoo was sitting up on the couch, a blanket wrapped around her, her eyes sleepless and tired.
Everything about her looked tired.
She was still beautiful, breathtaking, to Jennie. But there was something about her demeanor that flipped, that changed.
Maybe Jennie's nights out weren't helping, either.
Jennie startled momentarily, before exhaling a breath.
"I..." She sighed, setting the keys down. She licked her lips, feeling how dry they were.
"You drove like that?" Jisoo whispered.
"Jisoo, I was fine-"
"Jennie. You can't fucking walk straight." Jisoo growled.
Jennie made a face. "Who cares, Jisoo? I'm here, aren't I?"
