I Hate You, Don't Leave Me

Chapter 15

That afternoon, Chaeyoung got home from school to find Lisa already there, as usual. This time, Chaeyoung was extra late though, as she had been talking with one of her teachers about a project, rather than just goofing off with Jennie and Jisoo. Lisa had already changed out of her uniform and into more comfortable clothes and was now presumably working on some homework on her laptop.

Lisa looked up from what she was doing the minute that Chaeyoung walked in, and the brunette shot her roommate a small smile, almost as if she was unsure of how to act around the other girl now that the blonde knew about her past. Chaeyoung knew that this was her chance to prove to Lisa that she wasn't going to act any differently, but she wanted to make sure that the other girl was okay first.

"How are you doing, Lisa?" she asked.

"Fine. I'm really glad that I finally told you all that stuff though. It was nice to let you in," Lisa said.

"It's nice to know that you can trust me enough to tell me," Chaeyoung said truthfully.

Lisa looked up at Chaeyoung with a conflicted look, and the blonde just nodded at her, trying to encourage her roommate to go on with what it was that she so clearly wanted to say. "As am I. I just want you to know, though, that my childhood is a thing of the past, Chaeng, and I don't want you to treat me any differently because of it."

"Of course." Chaeyoung took Lisa's hands in her own. "Have I ever treated you any differently before?"

Lisa smiled and shook her head. Chaeyoung couldn't help but lean down and capture her girlfriend's lips in her own, biting gently on the bottom one that she loved so much, and Lisa returned the kiss, deepening it. After a few more seconds, Lisa tried to pull Chaeyoung down to sit in her lap, but the blonde pulled away, feeling extremely hot in her sweater.

Chaeyoung did not miss the confused frown that Lisa was wearing upon her face, and the blonde lightly pinched her roommate's cheeks. "No frowning. I'm just taking off my sweater because I'm hot."

Lisa smirked in Chaeyoung's direction. "That you are."

Chaeyoung stuck her tongue out at her girlfriend, and then she lifted the sweater up and over her head, tossing it into her laundry basket. She knew that Lisa realized instantly why it was that she had been wearing it because the second it was off, the brunette's eyes were drawn like magnets to Chaeyoung's chest. The blonde girl looked down at her own chest and winced when she saw how her breasts were straining against the material.

She immediately brought her eyes back up to Lisa's to explain, and she was sure that her face was the deepest possible shade of scarlet. "So I borrowed your shirt this morning because I forgot to bring my laundry downstairs last night, and I was going to tell you, but you were in the shower, and then I forgot later." Chaeyoung took a deep breath, trying to stop herself from rambling any further. "I'm sorry that I'm, you know, stretching it out."

"That's fine. It looks nice," Lisa said absentmindedly, staring at Chaeyoung's chest with hungry eyes.

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes at her roommate. "My eyes are up here, Lisa."

Lisa didn't say a word in response, but she did raise her eyes up to meet Chaeyoung's. The blonde had to stop herself from shuddering when she saw that Lisa's eyes were almost black with desire. Lisa reached out and pulled Chaeyoung onto her lap, and this time, the blonde girl didn't try to stop her. Lisa collided her mouth with Chaeyoung's in a heated frenzy and immediately began unbuttoning the blonde's shirt. Or rather Lisa's shirt that Chaeyoung was borrowing. Chaeyoung felt wetness already beginning to pool between her legs at how worked up her girlfriend had already become, and she tried not to blush when the buttons of the shirt sprang open almost of their own accord. Soon, the shirt was being discarded, and Chaeyoung could not stop herself from bringing Lisa's shirt up and over her head as well. The blonde girl moaned as she brought their bra-clad breasts together. She surged forward to suck hard on the brunette's pulse point, and she smiled in delight at the sound of the brunette's responding moan. Lisa's fingers immediately went to Chaeyoung's bra clasp, fumbling around a bit due to Chaeyoung's work on her neck before finally freeing the breasts that she wanted so badly to see.