Chaennie Smuts [one - shots] ♡

A Picnic Surprise

Chaeyoung 's POV

She was fucking beautiful. Kim Jennie had walked into my life two years ago, and since that fateful day I've been in love with her. Yeah I know I'm a massive pussy, and the dribble I was spewing deserved its own vagina awards ceremony. But it was the truth.

I loved Jennie.

She was perfect in every way. Soft creamy skin, cat like eyes, banging body, and she oozed such confidence that it made her incredibly sexy. What was it that Lisa used to say? Oh yeah.

She rocked it. Hard.

Small , cute , sexy and dangerous are the first words I would use to describe her. She had this look that made me hard in an instant, and another that made my dick shrivel and cry for its mommy. She was utterly entertaining, and you never knew what to expect when you were with her. That was one of the things I loved about her. She kept me on my toes.

Yeah I had other girlfriends whom I loved, but none compared to Jennie. She looked past my annoying parents, my stupid friends and my physical façade. She looked past all that and saw me.

Holy shit dude keep calm will you ?

I shook myself a little to clear my head and my body from the nerves. Yep I was nervous. Why? Because today I was going to ask small , cute , sexy and dangerous to marry me. And you know how I was going to do it? Picnic in the park.

It was also our anniversary, and before you castrate me I have my reasons for choosing today.

1) I could remember it. I'm a fucking woman with a dick (last time I checked), and most of my thoughts centred around what kind of panties Jennie was wearing that day.

2) Jennie liked simple. Don't give me that shit…I am not simple, and that is not why she loves me.

3) Jennie's favourite place in the world is the park.

So here I was standing outside her apartment adjusting myself . I ran my hands through my Blonde hair and watched Jennie's neighbour walk out the front door with her stupid yappy dog. I hated that thing. It was a brown fluff ball that would whine at all hours of the night. It lunged at me, and I had to physically restrain myself from booting it to the next suburb.

I opened the door and walked up the two flights of stairs. When I got to her level I adjusted myself again and strode towards her door. I jiggled the picnic basket so it firmly sat under my arm and raised my hand to knock.

I stopped when I heard music thumping from the other side. I smirked when I realized the song. 'Theory of a Deadman's Bad Girlfriend.'

She likes to shake her ass, she grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end

All kinds of fantasies washed through my mind at that moment, and I tried desperately to squash them so I could do the sappy romantic crap that I had prepared myself all day for.

Come on Park Chaeyoung get it together.

I nodded to myself, and just as I was about to knock, the door flew open. I blinked down at Jennie, and she smirked.

"So dancing huh?" I teased. I snickered at Jennie's red face, and she scowled up at me.

"Look hubby, dancing is what keeps this," she gestured down her body, and I swallowed loudly, "in shape. Now if you ever want to see this again I'd suggest you close your yapper." That small girl really know how to be savage

"Got it," I murmured as she spun around and grabbed her purse. My eyes trailed down her frame. Her brunette hair bounced on top of her head and gave me delicious glimpses of her creamy neck. As she turned to close and lock the door I glanced at her soft green tank top and travelled quickly past it when I realized her breast were under that very same top.