Give Me More

Tattoo

Tattoo AU 3: Somewhere on the skin is the last sentence your soul mate says to you and visa versa.

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All her life, Jennie had struggled with her feelings about the tattoo on her wrist. It was supposed to be the last thing her soul mate had said to her. The problem was that Jennie had the words 'Yous pwetty' tattooed on her wrist since she was three years old. Whoever her soulmate was, Jennie had met them when they were both children, but she had been too young to understand or even read what it said, to know the significance and remember who had said that to her.

Not that it really mattered.

Once her father had died, any thoughts of finding her soulmate were destroyed by her mother informing her she had accepted a marriage proposal from a wealthy man…a proposal for Jennie.

Her life had been hell for the next six years. Six years of an unhappy marriage. No. Not marriage. Prison is what it was. Seungri had been a controlling, angry man who took what he wanted and never offered her even a kind word. No, all his goodness was reserved for his beloved daughter, Soo-An.

What she got was, pain and misery. And mocking. He would often grab her wrist and laugh at the words, tell her how her soul mate had met her as a child and ran from her when they had seen past her pretty face. How she would never get to find them, how she was stuck with him forever.

Countless times, she had thought about ending him. A little poison in his tea, a shot between his eyes, stabbing him through the heart. In the end though, he ended himself. His heart failed him during one of his bouts of anger.

Her mother had died a couple of years earlier. She had nothing to tie her down anymore. Soo-An was old enough to live alone, so Jennie wasn't obligated to take care of her. In fact she stayed as far away from her as possible. Going as far as moving from Soul to Busan in her effort to avoid her.

It was her second day in her new city that it happened.

Too tired from unpacking, she hadn't felt like cooking and decided to eat at a restaurant close to her new apartment. She was halfway there when a man slammed into her, sending her tumbling to the ground and trying to wrestle her purse out of her arms.

Jennie had screamed at him, drawing attention to what was happening, when a sudden flash of red ripped the man away from her.

It was a tall blonde woman, Jennie noticed in awe as her savior easily performed some kind of martial arts movement and knocked the man out.

The blonde then turned to face Jennie and offered her hand. "Are you okay?" She asked concerned.

The brunette accepted the woman's hand, too shocked to go with her usual first reaction, which would be refusing the help in an attempt to salvage her pride. "I'm fine… I might feel it for a day or two, but nothing is broken."

The blonde smiled at her, obviously relieved. "Good, it looked like he slammed into you really hard. I was worried."

Clearing her throat Jennie replied. "Yes, well. Thank you for your help, that move you pulled was very impressive."

The blonde rubbed the back of her head, she appeared to be embarrassed at the compliment. "Yeah, well… it's part of my job. I teach self defense to women, just for this kind of situations. Actually, here." She pulled a small business card from her wallet and gave it to Jen.

"Lalisa Manoban." was her savior's name. Foreign but pleasant to her ears. She thought, just like the woman.

"The gym is a couple of blocks from here, maybe you could go one of these days…watch a class. See if it interests you?"

"Thanks. I'll think about it." Truth was however that Jennie disliked any kind of contact sport or martial art. She had always been terrible at any kind of athletic activity other than jogging every once in a while. A shame really, since the other woman was very nice to look at. But pretty as the blonde was, it still wasn't enough to get Jennie Kim anywhere near a gym.

"You don't sound very excited about it." The woman chuckled and raised a hand to stop Jennie from apologizing. "It's okay, but keep the card anyway. Just in case you change your mind…and even if you don't change your mind…well my phone number is in it." She winked.

Jennie raised an eyebrow. "Are you flirting with me?" She asked bluntly. It wasn't the first time a woman flirted with her, but it was the first time a woman, or anyone really, had being her savior quite like this.

The leather clad woman smiled at her and signaled a police officer who was approaching them to get his handcuffs out. The officer looked at the unconscious man and rolled his eyes.

"Trouble seems to follow you Manoban. I thought this was your day off. And yet here you are catching bad guys and making me do more paperwork." He said as he cuffed the now awakening man. "Or maybe you just wanted to impress the lady.

"You know me Bam, I have a weakness for beautiful women."She said sending Jennie another wink.

She had very pretty eyes...

"ha! Of course." He shook his head and dragged the man towards his cruiser.

"A weakness for beautiful women, huh?" Jennie inquired with a smirk. "Do you usually rescue many beautiful damsels in distress, just to give them you number?"

"Nah. Not really, that was just my brother and I bantering as usual." She motioned to the officer. "I helped you, because it was he right thing to do."

Looking at her watch the blonde frowned. "Sadly, I must now leave you my lady. Feel free to call me any time you want." She said with another wink and an attractive smirk, before turning around to leave.

The brunette watched her for a second, then turned to keep on  walking.

"Oh and lady?" Jennie heard the woman call and turned to see her smiling at her. "The actual reason I gave you my number is because well… you're really beautiful."

Jennie chuckled and tucked the business card safely into the pocket of her coat. It wasn't until she was sitting at her table and waiting for her order that she noticed the words on her wrist had changed.

A hand flew to her mouth, muffling her shocked gasp. "Oh my God…"

"...you're really beautiful."

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AN: This one is an adaptation of a oneshot I wrote years ago for another fic on Fanfiction . net but I think I'm going to expand on it or write more soul mate stories for Jenlisa.

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