The RoomMate - Chaelisa

Chapter 9

Lisa's head was spinning. Rosé just fucking kissed her! Keep your cool Lisa, keep your cool. She internally screamed. Rosé, on the other hand, knew exactly what she was doing. Lisa's lips tasted like the hot chocolate they had recently finished and the kiss was better then she had anticipated.

"There's still a bit there but I got most of it for you," Rosé smirked, her dark eyes focusing back on Lisa's lips. The black haired swiped her tongue across her lips and smiled, walking out of the room to wash the cups while the Unnie regretted not kissing her again. As Lisa turned the tap on to wash the cups and some stuff from earlier, Rosé came up behind her,

"I'll take care of it, I'm much better now, go watch Friends or something," She smiled, picking up one of the cups and a sponge.

"Thanks," Lisa quickly mumbled and quickly scurried back to the living room.

Within minutes, the strawberry haired girl came back into the living room and asked Lisa if it was okay if she could use the guitar again.

"Of course," The black haired spoke, not looking up from the TV, making Rosé frown again. Aimlessly strumming, Rosé decided to improvise and quietly sang some words.

"You helped me up,
When I was down,
You said I'm pretty,
You played with my hair,
And now I'm in despair..." 

The Unnie paused for a moment, slyly glancing up at Lisa who was now watching her intently.

"And now I'm in despair
Because I want to kiss you again
So if you want to,
Please come over here
And kiss meeeee" 

Rosé was very happy with her little improve song then suddenly felt warm hands cupping her face as she looked up and was greeted with Lisa's warm brown eyes then fireworks as Lisa initiated this kiss, leaning forward and pressing her full lips against Rosé's.

Lisa couldn't help but smile as she kissed the dark eyed beauty who had brought her so much happiness in such a short amount of time.

"I liked your song," The smaller girl whispered, breaking the kiss.

"I like your lips," Rosé husked, capturing Lisa's lips in hers once again for another passionate kiss.

"Lisa?"

"Yes?"

"Tomorrow night, will you go out with me?"

Lisa's breath hitched in her throat when she heard the question slip from Rosé's lips.

"I need to ask you something first, though," Lisa said, not the answer Rosé was hoping for. Leading the Unnie over to the sofa, they both sat down.

"You've only just come out of a relationship," Lisa began and Rosé knew what was coming, "I don't want to be a rebound. I want it to be because you find me intriguing or something like that, not because you're missing someone else and craving the human contact,"

"I know what you mean, I'm sorry," Rosé spoke, sadly. "Maybe it is too soon. Give it a week?" The older girl asked hopefully, a glimmer in her eyes.

"Yeah, sure," The younger girl quietly said, squeezing Rosé's hand. "Give it a week," She repeated, partially regretting bringing it up. 

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After their little talk, Rosé went into her room and unpacked all of her things. She hung up her clothes in the wardrobe and folded some of them to place in the chest of drawers. She quickly organized her art supplies in the three desk drawers and placed her notebooks on top of it.