Dara shuffles into the kitchen and accepts a mug of coffee from Jisoo with a thin smile.
"Thanks," she mumbles. "Where's your lesser half?"
"Cute." Jisoo jerks a thumb towards the window over her shoulder. "She's outside."
"It's six A.M."
"Mhm."
Curious, Dara makes her way to the porch just as Jennie is jogging past.
"The hell are you doing, Jennie?"
Jennie grins at her and turns around to jog backwards while looking at her coach. "Laps. That's what I'm meant to do, right?"
Dara stares at her. "You're a cocky son of a bitch, you know that?"
"Yeah, well." Jennie shrugs. "Athletes, right?"
"Keep running, Jennie. You'd damn well better keep running."
With a laugh, Jennie turns back around and picks up her pace, sprinting out towards one of the outer fences.
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A little after midnight, Jisoo pats Jennie on the cheek to wake her up. "Hey," she whispers.
"Hey," Jennie mumbles. "What's wrong?"
"Dara just got home. She's passed out on the couch."
"... Okay?"
"C'mon. Let's sneak out."
"Uhm. Okay. Why did we have to wait for Dara for that?"
Jisoo grins down at her. "Because we're swiping her truck."
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They lie in the bed of Dara's pickup, gazing up at the stars and drinking raspberry Smirnoff. "What do you want to do? When all of this is done?" Jennie asks softly.
"I'm going to go for my Master's. Same school, though, if they'll take me." Jisoo snuggles a bit closer against Jennie's side. "And then, I... I want to be a curator."
"You mean like at a museum?"
"Yeah."
Jennie thinks for a long moment. "Can I get a dog?"
Jisoo laughs as she takes another sip of vodka. "Sure? Why do you need my permission?"
"Well, when we've graduated, and I'm working for campus security and you're getting your Master's. I figured you'd want some input on that choice."
"You know, Jennie, I can't guarantee that I'll be getting a museum job around here," Jisoo says softly.
"Yeah? And? There's a lot of police stations."
Jisoo runs her fingers along Jennie's jaw, pulling her into a slow, easy, raspberry-flavored kiss. "I love you, Jennie Kim."
"Good."
"Good? That's all?"
"I'm still waiting to make sure I can get a dog."
Jisoo, laughing again, downs the rest of her vodka and rests her cup down next to her on the bed, then rolls on top of Jennie. "Yes, Six, you can get a dog."
"Excellent. I love you, too."
"Fabulous." Jisoo starts unbuttoning Jennie's shirt. "Let's have sex."
"Wha- Jesus, Jisoo, this is Dara's truck."
"Mhm. Your point?"
Jennie blinks up at her. "She'll fucking kill me."
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Stop Making Eyes At Me | JENSOO
FanfictionStop Making Eyes At Me (But I Don't Really Want You To) A JENSOO ENEMIES TO LOVERS SOFTBALL AU This is a Converted Fic All credits go to the original author Originally written by Half, TheGaySmurf