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DESCRIPTION: Jennie knew that Park Rosé is trouble. But does she care? No. Because she's falling and she's falling hard, closed eyes, unsure if Rosé's going to catch her.
Song: Break My Heart by Dua Lipa
[Bold and italic words are lyrics. The lyrics aren't place in correct order]
[Warning this is just basically Jennie Kim being gay over Park Chaeyoung]
The whole thing written in Jennie's POV...
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I've always been the one to say the first goodbye
Had to love and lose a hundred million times
Had to get it wrong to know just what I like
I, Jennie Kim is an example of a woman who was burnt out of love. I got hurt a few times and swore that I will never love again. Or that I would just accept my fate that I will probably grow old alone. That when love comes, then it comes, and when it goes then so be it.
I felt like I have this ongoing war with cupid, since that little cherub haven't done a perfect job with his arrows when it comes to my love life.
I don't believe in love at first sight like I used to anymore. Wouldn't even try to believe in true love nor in soulmates. Although I knew perfectly how to handle myself when it comes to flirting, I don't expect too much from it. It's like enjoying life while it last.
Love for me is just for people who are afraid to be alone.
And I, Jennie Kim is never afraid.
Well, I believed I was once afraid, those times when I was still young in love and intoxicated with someone's warmth and affection.
Time and pain changed my way of looking and treating life. I don't hate love per se, I love my parents and friends and kuku and Kai, my dogs.
I still feel the thrill that dangerous flirting gives but that's it. I wouldn't even try to dive deeper into a baseless relationship nor into a relationship base on alcohol and substance with a few touches, caressing and how well they uses their fingers and tongue.
I almost vowed to never fall in love. But then everything changed when I met Park Chaeyoung.
The love of my life. My entire world. My baby. My Rosie.
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Now I'm falling
Friday night.
What do most people do on a Friday night?
Some just stays at home and enjoys a nice bath and rest with the rest of their family.
Some go out with their friends, get drunk, get wasted and some even get laid.
Me?
I just sit at the bartender counter, taking shots by shot of Unicorn Tears.
Why?
