Don't Wanna Be Your Girl || Jensoo

Chapter 14

Jennie slaps her phone down on the open textbook in front of Chaeyoung. "Explain."

There's a lull while Chaeyoung's eyes rove over the screen. After a minute she looks up at Jennie. Gives a one-shouldered shrug and slouches back in the swivel chair, arms folded across her chest. Entirely nonchalant.

"Really, Chaeyoung? Really?"

"I was doing recon."

Jennie snatches the phone up.

"It's bad enough you're stalking my—Jisoo on Twitter but to actively engage with her under false pretences?" She scrolls through the timeline until she lands on an especially incriminating retweet. "You asked her whether I'm a top or a bottom. If we'd made a sex tape. What's our favourite position. Do I cry during sex."

"It was a Q&A." The 'duh' is implied.

"Which you didn't have to participate in! Exactly how long have you been following her?"

Chaeyoung mumbles something that Jennie doesn't quite catch.

Off the pinched, darkening expression on Jennie's face, Chaeyoung rolls her eyes. "Since we Googled her."

Jennie's jaw drops in outrage but Chaeyoung carries on. "Technically it's Jessa Skai I'm following, not Jisoo." She ignores the way Jennie's eyes narrow. "You should be happy I'm keeping tabs so you don't have to."

Jennie throws up her hands.

"But I don't want you to spy on her! I don't want to know any of this stuff." She looks at the phone again, jabs stiffly at the screen. "I mean, God, the things people tweet at her. She has thirteen thousand followers and most of them seem to be disgustingly overfamiliar horny men, hiding behind their anonymity to say the crudest, most objectifying, misogynistic—"

"She's a porn star. What did you expect? Polemics against late capitalism and the military-industrial complex?"

"I didn't think she'd have an entire fucking social media following desperate to know if I'm a moaner or a screamer."

"Pft. Neither. Bet you're quiet as the dead."

Jennie doesn't rise to the bait of being compared to a corpse. Instead, she keeps scrolling, the occasional selfie giving her pause. Provocative snaps of Jisoo in lingerie sets that leave little to the imagination; close-ups of Jisoo's face, all half-lidded eyes and that flirtatious, lopsided smile that, even as agitated as she is right now, makes Jennie's stomach flip; going further back, behind the scenes candids of Jisoo posing with Lisa, Joy, and other unfamiliar women with improbable names like Echo and Giselle.

And these photos have thousands of likes and retweets.

It's... discombobulating.

Because it never occurred to Jennie that Jisoo has a fan base. That there are probably people out there who consider Jessa Skai to be their favourite adult entertainment performer. Fans who've watched every single one of her movies multiple times. They might even have a particular scene they revisit often. Which, Jennie can't help but think of the, well, climax of Sapphic Sorority; that visceral moment when their eyes locked across the set before Jisoo let go. God, there are probably umpteen gif sets of that very scene on Tumblr with thousands of notes...

She's aware of Chaeyoung watching her carefully.

"Does it bother you? That she talks about you."

Interspersed between the recent selfies are veiled references to "the girl." In the past few days the definitive article became a possessive determiner instead. Despite Jennie's general unease, stumbling upon that distinction had a certain warmth flooding her chest.