Affection | Jenlisa

Baby ★

"This way, Jen, let's go." I gently pull my girlfriend down the street, capturing her arm in mine to balance her wobbly gait.

She mumbles something incoherent and leans into me. "We going home now?"

"Yup, I already picked up your medication. Are you keeping that ice pack on your face?"

"Yeeees," she groans. Jennie usually hates it when I mother her, but today she really needed it. Poor girl was scared of having her wisdom teeth removed and didn't trust anyone else to accompany her. It's kind of endearing, especially since she's become such a clumsy mess now. "You're becoming my mom."

"Well, you are acting like a lost child right now, who else is gonna take care of you?" I squeeze her hand reassuringly.

She hums in response before leaning onto me, "I guess I'm really lucky then." Removing the ice pack, she pokes her cheek. "Can you kiss it better?"

I blink, completely floored by her request. I know the anesthesia has its effects on people, but it seems it makes Jennie way more soft and needy than usual.

Not that I'm complaining.

I stand and peck her cold cheek. "Is it better now?"

"Mmm, I'll probably need another dose in an hour," she encircles both of her arms around one of mine, "I'll let you know how the pain is."

Gosh, she's just gonna be adorable for the rest of the day, isn't she? "Should I drop you home or do you want to rest at my place?"

Jennie's arms crawl over to envelop my torso from behind. "Your place, of course," she half giggles, her breath tickling my ear.

I chuckle at her behavior, directing us towards the nearest station. I'm definitely gonna enjoy this. A small part of me almost wants to record her, but I'd rather just enjoy these few moments I have of her acting this way. I'm too nice to embarrass her like that.

Since it's the middle of the day during the week, the station and the train seats are mostly empty. Jennie gets comfortable, sprawling her legs across the cold bench and resting her head on my lap. She keeps one of her hands messily entwined with mine and lets me use my free hand to play with her hair. I gaze down at her, smiling to myself. Jennie being soft and lovable like this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Of course I know she loves me already, but to see her without the whole harsh persona is definitely something else. The blooming warmth stirs me to press a soft kiss on her forehead. My little Jenjen.

She opens her eyes to stare up at me, asking out of the blue, "Do I look or sound weird?"

The childish innocence she asks the question with makes me chuckle. "Not at all, babe."

Her eyes continue boring into mine for a moment, just holding my attention, before she reaches up and brings my head down to kiss her lips. The motion takes me by surprise since she's not the type to take PDA this far in public. The heat rushes to my cheeks, and I'm eternally grateful that this train is almost empty, and the few people here with us are busy fiddling with their phones.

"You missed, dummy," Jennie beams before closing her eyes again.

My heart thumps. She's so adorable sometimes. Her gummy smile was just the right amount of cute and loving, the rarest smile I've seen only once before. I want to melt into a puddle and pinch her cheeks

You big dork. I continue threading my fingers into her hair, the rattling of the train relaxing the tired girl.

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Once we arrive at my apartment, Jennie shrugs out of her shoes and situates herself under my kotatsu, not even bothering to turn it on; she just grabbed one of the long cushions, stuck it under her body, and knocked herself onto her side. As I'm still removing my outer clothes, she reaches one arm out and makes grabbing motions. "Babe, come lay with me," she practically whines out.

Is she pouting? I want to laugh at her needy behavior, but I'll admit I want to cuddle with her too. After the procedure she's been through and the pain she's going to experience in the next few days, she deserves all the hugs she wants. Who am I to deny her? I plug the wire in and turn the switch on before lifting the blanket up and squirming underneath. Without wasting any time, Jennie pulled my body and she lay on my chest, wiggling both of us farther underneath.

The needy girl lets out a satisfied sigh as the blanket starts heating up. She look at me, cat-like eyes trying not to close as they brim with affection. "You're my favorite." Her thumb at my cheek softly rubs at my skin.

I close my eyes and nuzzle her hand. "Your favorite what?"

"Anything and everything." She plants a kiss on my lips. "You're just my favorite thing."

Despite the fresh wave of warm tingles humming through me, I tease her, "So I'm a thing now?"

Instead of groaning like she would under normal circumstances, she crushes me closer to her body. "Yeah, you're my teddy bear now, and you're not going anywhere for the rest of the day."

"But what if it gets really hot under here, Nini?"

"Nope, you're still staying," she shakes her head like a stubborn kid, her voice already drooping into sleep before she yawns. "You have to cuddle all my pain away."

As if I need a reason to cuddle you all day, silly. My hand pats her back in a steady rhythm. "Whatever you say, my baby Jenjen."