Part IV
Jisoo and Jennie woke around the same time, from one of the most satisfying slumbers they'd ever shared.
After enduring a few sleepless nights, after emotionally breaking down, after being bruised and battered, after making up with a night of the most breathtaking make-up sex.
They finally slept, curled into each other ridiculously tightly.
Jisoo rested her head on Jennie's chest, fingers tracing over her bruises with the most loving touch.
Jennie stirred, and then her grip on Jisoo tightened, and Jisoo had to smile.
"'M not going anywhere." She rasped, kissing Jennie's chest to emphasize her point.
"Good." Jennie huffed, basking in the warmth, the weight of Jisoo, the closeness.
"Did you sleep well?" Jisoo inquired gently.
"Mhmm." Jennie hummed, a slow smile spreading across her face, eyes closed blissfully.
Jisoo seized the opportunity when she saw it, and placed a small kiss right over Jennie's heart, the action speaking volumes, far more effective than words.
"Shower with me." Jisoo's offer was far too enticing to be denied, and judging by Jennie's suddenly wide-awake look, her answer was a resounding yes.
*****
After a shower that took far longer than normal, the two emerged from the bedroom, dressed and finally a little put together.
Their dynamic was seamless, Jisoo opting to play some music as they flitted about the kitchen, making themselves brunch.
They'd often exchange smiles, like idiots, and bump hips with little snickers and giggles.
There was no sense of lingering awkwardness, no irritability between the two.
As Jisoo chopped ingredients for their omelettes, Jennie would snake an arm around her waist, leaning a head on Jisoo's shoulder.
"Baby." Jisoo greeted softly, for no reason other than the fact that Jennie loved the term of endearment, though she wouldn't admit it.
"What are you thinking about?" Jennie queried, hands coming to rest over Jisoo's.
Jisoo turned to her amusedly, quirking a brow. "How do you know I'm thinking about anything?"
Jennie smiled a little, tapping Jisoo's temple. "You have a very beautiful, very active mind, Jisoo."
"Sappy." Jisoo decided.
"Don't you think I know my girl well enough to tell when her mind is hard at work?" Jennie pressed, and Jisoo was instantly reminded of her high school charm, her ability to enchant people with a few well timed words and that stupidly gorgeous smirk. "Come on, love." She coaxed, smirk only growing as her hands settled on Jisoo's curves, rubbing relaxing circles where her fingertips rested.
"Oh, fuck. I really thought I'd built up a tolerance to your wiles." Jisoo rolled her eyes.
Jennie tsked. "Is it wily if it comes from a place of pure adoration?"
"I hate that you're so good at this." Jisoo sighed, cheeks reddening just a bit.
Jennie paused, unsure of how to interpret Jisoo's behavior. "Is everything okay, Jisoo? I...had assumed we settled everything, but-"
"-Oh my god, yeah. This isn't...that's not what this is about." Jisoo stuttered, not wanting to give Jennie the wrong impression.
"You're red." Jennie commented astutely.
