mentor lalisa|| chaelisa ✔️

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Chaeyoung's POV

"Will you be my girlfriend, Chaeng?" Lisa asked as she took my hands. I was speechless. My heart was pounding so hard. I haven't felt like this once in a while. I looked at her sincere eyes. I tried to swallow the huge lump in my throat, resisting the urge to cry.

"Yes, Lisa." I choked, not because I didn't want to say it, but because the 'us' that I've been dreaming about for years, is happening at this moment. I still can't believe it.

"Oh my fucking God. Jisoo, are you seeing this?" Jennie squealed. I turned my head to them and saw both of their cameras capturing the moment. Suddenly, Lisa held me close, pulling me into a hug. Everything turned slow motion. My tears were slowly falling, Jennie and Jisoo clapping in the background.

"Of course I am, idiot," Jisoo replied as things went back to normal once again.

"Well, I guess we need to drink up tonight. Congratulations to the both of you!" Jennie said, grabbing a plastic full of liquor from the refrigerator. Since when did they buy that? And how? I mean, we can't drink beer or alcoholic drinks unless our managers allow us to.

"Wondering how they got that? They have a pretty handy friend of theirs." Lisa said as if she read my mind. She wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"Why are you so quiet, love?" My eyes-widened hearing the endearment she just called me. My heart was pounding so hard.

"Wh-What did you just- call me?" I asked.

She raised one of her eyebrows, "Love. Why do you ask? Is it too unusual for me to call you that?"

"Not really," I said and smiled.

"Hey, lovebirds," Jennie called out. "Why don't we celebrate your new relationship? I mean, we're already here. Let's drink!" She said and raised a glass of beer.

"Wait a second. I want to sing a song for my girl." I pursed my lips to hide the big smile I was about to show. My girl, huh? Kinda crazy how I only dreamed about this, but it's happening right in front of my own eyes. Can you even imagine how much I waited for her to ask me if I wanted to be her girlfriend? It felt like forever, until this happened. However, even if I prepared for it, I still failed to control my emotions. Well, it's only normal for me to feel like this, right? My mind, especially my heart, can't process everything that's occurring right now.

Suddenly, a slow melody started playing.

"I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad,

Carry you around when your arthritis is bad,

Oh, all I wanna do is grow old with you

I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches,

Build you a fire if the furnace breaks,

It could be so nice, growing old with you

I'll miss you,

Kiss you,

Give you my coat when you are cold,

Need you,

Feed you,

Even let you hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink,

Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink,

Oh, I could be the girl, who grows old with you."

"I, Lalisa Manoban, promises to love you, forever. It may sound cringy, but I will do anything for you. As long as you are happy, I'll hold onto you." She said as she closed the distance between us.

"Lisa..." I muttered under my breath. I didn't even have the chance to fight the tears welling up in my eyes.

Author's POV (yes, it's my time to shine)

Lisa nudged Chaeyoung's chin up with her thumb, and Chaeng's lips parted with a sharp intake of breath. And then she saw it. The gentle rise and fall of her chest, the soft rose in her cheeks, the skittish look in her eyes, flitting to her lips and then quickly away.

The thought of Chaeyoung doing sweet, simple things sent warm ripples of shock through her body, thinning the air in her lungs. Her gaze gentled, taking in the vulnerability in her eyes, the fear in her face, and all she wanted to do was hold her, reassure her.

As if under a spell, her gaze was drawn to her lips, parted and full, and the sound of her shallow breathing filled him with a fierce longing.

"I love you, Rosie," Lisa whispered, no power over the pull she was suddenly feeling. In slow motion, she bent toward her, closing his eyes to caress her mouth with his own.

"I love you more, Lisa."