𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 ✔

"Lili.. bananas aren't saving you."

Lisa stood still, holding up her banana in front of her face, acting as a shield. She popped out from behind the fruit for a second, squinting her eyes at the box.

She opened up the package to find anything but harmful, just scattered photographs inside.

"Oh." Lisa's shoulders slumped.

"Oh," she mocked, pulling out the photos before her smile slowly disappeared as the warm feeling in her chest started to fade, replaced by the creeped out feeling from earlier.

Lisa sat down on the couch, leaning in and glancing over the photos before she froze.

They were photos of them. They had a box of photos of them, but it wasn't the fact that these even exist, it was the fact they were taken when Jennie and Lisa were alone. No chance either one of them or anyone could have taken the photos of these. Moments of them cuddling in bed, they were awake of them, late-night dinners, photos of just holding hands, etc.

How was this possible?

OR, the story where Jennie and Lisa receive an unexpected and mysterious package at their front door. Oneshot of a domestic Jenlisa, coming right up! (There's like one supernatural element in it)