Jennie Kim had it all. She was the head cheerleader, dating the quarter back of the football team, practically OWNED the whole damn school and to top it all off, she was sexy as hell and smart as a whip.
Everyone feared yet envied her in a way no on...
That's exactly how Jennie felt right now. In fact, she was so horny she wouldn't put it past herself to hump a chair. It was the least one could expect from any human being, I mean c'mon think about it: You haven't had a good orgasm in weeks unless it came from your own hand and a sexy as fuck girl came while you rubbed her up against her bike.
Yeah, she needed to be fucked.
Too bad she 'wasn't ready'. Sometimes she really hated herself. Why did she have to be so goddamn nervous?
"Jen? What's with that look on your face, are you okay?" Rosé asked, concerned. After making out for a long time on the couch the brown-eyed girl had pulled away when it got heated again. She didn't want to push Jennie into anything; "You're not...having second thoughts are you?"
"No no of course not!" she assured.
"Well good, because I really like you," Rosé grinned. Putting her desires aside Jennie smiled back.
"I like you too Chae. A lot."
"Well good! 'cuz I really wanted to ask you something..." she trailed nervously.
"Yeah?"
"Will you go on a date with me?"
Well. That was the last thing she expected.
"A-a date?" the brunette repeated incredulously. She didn't really know why she was surprised; they were dating now after all.
"Well yeah! In secret of course. It's just that...we don't know like, ANYTHING about each other."
"What? We know tons of stuff about each other!"
"Mhmm like what?" Rosé challenged.
"Like you have a brother named Jimin, your parents are divorced, Jisoo's your best friend and your dad used to hit you."
"And?"
"And..." Jennie wracked her brain for the answer," And you like to pout over dramatically to get your way but when you don't even know you're pouting is when you make people feel the most guilty. When you're confused your eyebrows scrunch in the most adorable way and...Oh and you always stand on my right side when you hold my hand or put your arm around me."
"I do that?" Rosé wondered out loud.
"See! There's the confused look!" she pushed her as they both laughed,
"Shut up Jen! But seriously. So you know all that stuff but what about normal date stuff? Like what's my favorite color?"
"...black?"
"Nope."
...
"So are you going to tell me?" Jennie asked curiously. How could it not be black?!
