It was the day before New Year's Eve and Jennie was sat in her office talking to Lisa.
"What time is your mom going to be here?" Lisa asked.
"I don't know, like another hour or two," Jennie shrugged, sighing at the thought of their therapy session. Chaerin was also staying in town for a few days, and Jennie had extended an invitation for her to stay at her apartment.
"Don't sigh, Jennie, this is a good thing," Lisa berated her and Jennie rolled her eyes, causing Lisa to laugh. "I might not be there but you do know I can see you rolling your eyes, right?"
"Sorry. I know it's a good thing, but I just know she's going to bring up things that I told her over Christmas. Like, I'm fine with telling her things if she wants to know more about my life, but I don't want that dragged into therapy too," Jennie said, sighing again.
"You know, for someone who was trying to convince me to go to therapy when I get home, you're not really selling it to me," Lisa said, giving Jennie a look of amusement.
"That's because you'd go by yourself, which isn't very fun either, but at least there's no bickering over the time you stole something, got suspended from school and had it all blamed on being an attention seeker," Jennie told her, grimacing at the memory. "Like, it wasn't even relevant to the session."
"Jennie Kim, you used to steal things?!" Lisa exclaimed, and Jennie gave her a sheepish smile as she shrugged innocently.
"In my defense, it kind of was for attention, and it was only a parrot that one of the nuns owned, so it wasn't really stealing, it was more like borrowing," Jennie explained. "It took them a week to find it in my room and only because I accidentally taught it to say 'fuck off' and it decided to say it when my room was being searched."
"Jennie!" Lisa exclaimed, laughing. "I don't even know where to begin with that sentence." Jennie laughed while Lisa shook her head, giving her an exasperated look.
"So I can't wait to find out what fun things from my past are going to be brought up today," Jennie said sarcastically.
"Oh come on, surely it's not that bad. I know you, and I know if you hated it that much you wouldn't have gone back to the second session," Lisa said.
"I mean, yeah, you're right, but it's sooo much effort," Jennie grumbled. "Like we have to talk so much and then we have to get dinner after and we talk then too. Talking is exhausting. I almost miss having no one to talk to. And I said almost, because I'm obviously just being dramatic, so let me have this one."
"I got that. Any other dramatic things you want to get off your chest right now?" Lisa asked, raising her eyebrows expectantly.
"Yeah, and another thing – can't you just shoot yourself and come home? Like I get that you have to be there, but not if you're injured. Like what the fuck, Lisa, just shoot yourself in the foot. Why haven't you done this sooner?" Jennie said as she laughed.
"You're right! Why didn't I think of that? I mean, it'll take like the rest of the time I'm supposed to be over here to heal, and then I won't have to go back. You really are a genius," Lisa laughed.
"Or I have another idea. Say if I was to get stabbed again, would that work? I can walk around the city at like four in the morning, wear my entire jewelry collection. I'd be worth more than a bank," Jennie said, arching an eyebrow suggestively.
"Hm, I think I'll take the opportunity to take a bullet for you, just so I can seem super brave," Lisa said, frowning as she plastered a thoughtful expression on her face.
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Wait for me to come Home
FanfictionBy a chance encounter, Jennie meets Lisa, a soldier home on leave as she waits for her next deployment, at a local coffee shop one afternoon. As they start talking, Jennie feels drawn to Lisa; there's something about her warmth and openness that fil...