"Here's a letter from me to you" || Jenlisa Oneshots

Forever together II (M)

Note:

These stories are all the result of my imagination mixed, sometimes, with a bit of real-life happenings. My main inspiration, of course, are the girls and their interactions.
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We wake up from the frenzy feeling the exact moment we separate from our heated kiss. I take time to look at her features and see how much she has changed and how much of a woman she now is. But in her eyes I can still see the smiley, lively Jennie I had deeply fell in love with.
She looks back at me with few tears spilling from her fascinating cat-like eyes.
I can see that she had missed me the same painful way I did but she's also really angry.

"I hate you..." she whispers.

"I hate you too." I kiss her forehead and hug her tight but she slowly breaks the hug sobbing.

"You have no right, Lisa..." I frown and that stimulates her to go on. "You have no right to show up here, in my office, after so many years and kiss me that way. You have no right to make me feel the things that I felt the moment your eyes met mines, you have no right after the days and night that I spent crying waiting for an answer and wondering what were you doing, who you were with, how were you, to come here in my company and behave as if nothing happened spitting arrogant comments about my family. And now you're saying that you hate me? For what, huh? I searched for you every day, I sent you letters but you never answered back." She says in a rage of anger.

"You never sent me letters, Jennie. What are you talking about? I used to send them to you but you never replied and I thought you forgot about me. Then I saw an article in the paper and there was a picture of you with your new family. Your dad was nominated, as usual, I later discovered, as the best business man in Korea that year so I was happy for you but at the same time I was hurt because I thought you forgot me that easy." I explain and she soften her gaze being the one to approach me this time.

"I could never forget about you, Lisa." She cups my face in her small hands and whispers so close to me.
God, I love this woman. I've always loved her and I'm realizing right now how much I've missed her, how much I craved for our lips to touch again, for our bodies to feel.
"Gosh, where have you been?" She cries silently while I take care of wiping her tears with my thumbs.
I'm still not sure about what to think.
For my whole life I thought she had just forgotten me and she didn't wanted to know anything about me ever since she was adopted. She's now saying that she's been writing me and looking for me this whole time, I mean this is so confusing.
I think she noticed how confused I look so she parts herself from me and looks at me kind of incredulous as if starting to doubt what I just told her the exact same way I was with her.

"Here!" She goes behind her desk and she grabs a small Polaroid from one of her drawers.
It's our picture.
It's the same Polaroid I have and that we took during our game day at the orphanage. We were so happy that day...
I unconsciously let a tear fall down on my face and I immediately take my wallet out, where I always keep mine, and show it to her.
She widens her eyes an then let herself fall into her chair.

"I think we have a lot to talk about, Jennie..." I say to her and she simply nods looking out the huge glass window as if thinking and second guessing her whole life.

"Sure, Lisa. But not here...this is my work place."
She gives it a thought before calling Irene from her office's phone.
"Irene, cancel all of my meetings and please take all the important calls. If they have any questions redirect the calls to my phone, I'm going home." She hangs up the phone. "And you're coming with me" she says looking at me while I smirk at her choice of words.