The RoomMate - Chaelisa

Chapter 14

Just before Rosé was about to say something else, Lisa jumped up and tackled her onto the beanbag hugging the older girl as tight as she possibly could and smothering her face in kisses.

"Thank you for yesterday, Rosé. I really do need to do something massive for you in return," Lisa said, gazing into her deep dark eyes.

"Well you could kiss me. I'd settle for that," Rosé smirked, focusing on Lisa's lips.

"If you insist," Lisa smiled, leaning in and capturing Rosé's soft lips in hers, sighing happily. The kisses were slow and full of meaning, Rosé cupping Lisa's cheek and the younger girl with her hands on the porcelain skinned girls waist.

"What were you painting?" Lisa asked, pulling away but still only inches from Rosé's lips.

"Just New York, I thought it looked pretty," Rosé replied, glancing over at the canvas.

"I think you're pretty," Lisa smiled, kissing the blonde once more then resting her head on the older girls shoulder, her breath tickling Rosé as it steadied.

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"How do you fall asleep so quickly?" Rosé spoke into the silent room.

Strategically, the Unnie moved out from under Lisa, grabbing a blanket to cover her then running to her room to get another canvas and began to paint again.

The careful stokes of her brush all came together to create the image of the younger girl sleeping a few feet away, paying close attention to the way her hair was spread out and her delicate facial features. Rosé decided to put on her earphones and play a song that seemed appropriate for her painting.

The 1975 - I Like It When You Sleep For You Are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware Of It

Allowing time to dissolve, Rosé carried on painting, adding the finishing touches as Lisa began to stir awake.

"Huh... why am I...?" Lisa asked, not yet noticing Rosé's presence, adding to her confusion as to why she was on the beanbag.

"Oh, hi," The black haired said sleepily, spotting Rosé and rubbing her eyes.

"Hi," Rosé smiled, happy with her finished work. "Did you sleep well?" She said, standing up and washing her hands.

"Yep, did you?" Lisa asked.

"I didn't," the Unnie admitted, returning back into the room and collecting up her utensils, "Sleep at all, I mean,"

Lisa frowned at Rosé's response. "Why? You need your sleep you know," The black haired said, standing up and following Rosé as she went into her bedroom.

"I just couldn't rest my mind. I guess," Rosé replied, shutting the cupboard door and walking back to the living room, Lisa following again.

"You're like a lost puppy at the moment with your big eyes, why are you following me?" Rosé asked, facing Lisa.

The younger girl played with her fingers. "I wanted to kiss you," She said, looking down at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing ever.

"Well, why didn't you just say so," Rosé commented, grabbing Lisa's hands and closing the gap between them. "Kiss me then," She husked into Lisa's ear, sending electricity through her body.

"Okay," Lisa whispered, kissing the older girl gently at first then deepening the kiss by putting her hand at the back of Rosé's neck. Pulling back, Rosé leant her forehead against Lisa's and smiled softly, gazing into the warm brown eyes.