Dork

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Bringing this back since I accidentally deleted it.


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"Damn it!" I purse my lips as I constantly plug my charging cord into my phone. As it did the last time, the device keeps barely keeps the charging icon for long before it disconnects and reconnects, vibrating like it's having a seizure.

"What's wrong?" Lisa comes up behind me suddenly.

"My charging cord's broken again!" I lament. "This is my third one this week alone!"

"Oh, that sucks." She rifles through the large pocket of her shorts. "You can borrow mine again if you want, I'll charge it for you."

Reluctantly, I take the end of it. "I feel bad, I've been asking you to do this all week."

She tugs the USB end to lead the two of us to the couch in the common room. "It's cool, I don't mind. I'm basically a walking talking battery pack anyway." She flashes her finger guns at me cheesily.

"You're such a dork."

We sit down in front of the TV while my phone charges. Since the cord is short, our bodies end up closer together, my legs sprawled out on top of her lap as I scroll through my phone.

"I can't believe I have to buy another cord. Why do they keep breaking?!"

"Maybe you keep buying the really cheap convenience store ones?" Lisa offers, still keeping the cord end between her teeth.

"Yeah, but there's no visible damage to it, I don't know where exactly the break in the cord is. If I knew, I'd try to remedy it." A braided cord comes across my screen. "Maybe I can get one of these?"

Lisa shrugs at the screen. "Maybe it'll work, I'm not too crazy about braided cables, it seems unnecessary to me."

"It's only a few dollars more, maybe it'll protect the wires inside better?"

She snorts at my suggestion. "I don't think a little bit of braiding on the outside will protect what's inside, even I'm not dumb enough to believe that."

"Maybe you're just too dumb to accept the benefits."

"Hurtful!"

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The next day, I buy the braided cord, thinking it would be good enough to last a while longer than the cord I already had. However, the next day, the braiding had already started unwinding from the phone end. At first, it didn't affect the charging, but the braiding steadily wore off the wire more and more each day, poking me uncomfortably until I eventually decided to throw it out.

"Well, that didn't work either," I pout, my head resting on Lisa's lap as she charges my phone again.

"Told you so, but you called me dumb!" she points out smugly.

"And you still are, but you're a helpful idiot at least," I shoot right back at her playfully.

She fakes a sniff. "I see how it is. You only like me for my talented mouth."

"Ew, don't say that again, that's just weird."

"Yeah, sounded better in my head, sorry."

Lisa and I grew more comfortable with each other because of these small moments. Little talks here and there about our interests and other things, mostly because sitting so close to each other allows us to see each other's screens easily. I'm closest to her in more than one way of course. One secret I found out about her is that she's a closeted Selena Gomez fan (I caught her listening to the "Rare" album as she tried to hide it in her notification center, but she didn't realize it was playing too loud from her earbuds). She's a dork, but she's my dork I guess.

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I ended up giving up on charging cords. Since there's 20 of us in the same building, I figured just using someone else's cord with my own charging brick would be fine. Until a week later, my charging brick also went out of commission.

"What the actual fuck?!" I'm frustrated at this point. No matter who's cord I plug into the adapter, it just doesn't charge my phone at all.

"Come on, I gotchu." Lisa already wraps her arm around my shoulders, cord in her free hand.

"I'm just sick of it! I don't understand why this is happening to me!" I groan, clenching my fists. "Why am I so unlucky?!"

"The universe must be telling you that I'm your designated battery charger, sweetie." The flirty line comes from her lips easily as she tries to massage my hands open.

"The universe hates me."

As Lisa tries to comfort me, I get to thinking. There are at least a handful of people who have the same phone and charger as mine, so there isn't an issue with the building. And considering how these events only happen to me proves that these aren't coincidence. Someone's doing it on purpose, and I think I know who it is.

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To test my theory, I buy a new wall adapter and leave it on the common room table, announcing I'm gonna use the bathroom and fetch someone else's charging wire. Ducking behind a wall, I spy on the room of only just a few people sit at the table. Sure enough, Lisa gets up from her seat and heads for the kitchen. On the way over, she casually swipes the adapter off the table and buries it in her pocket.

I knew it! I quietly follow her into the kitchen, only to catch her overloading the poor plastic with her electricity. "I was wondering what could've possibly broken my wall adapters," I state, making my presence known.

Lisa jumps ten feet in the air and turns to me. "Aw shi-"

"You mean to tell me," I start walking towards her, "All this time, you've been breaking my cords, watching me waste my money every week, and for what?"

Lisa's body backs up into the counter as I gain on her, nervous laughter the only thing she emits. "I-It was just a joke! Harmless fun!"

I grab her shirt collar and glare at her so her eyes screw shut and she whimpers. "You better pay me back all that money I spent, clear?"

"Jennie," she squeaks.

I smirk, done messing with her. Pulling her closer to me, I join our lips together in a short yet powerful kiss. I can't tell if the sparks between us come from her or the built-up chemistry between us finally releasing. The bewildered blush on her face is priceless. "If you wanted to spend time with me, you should've just come out and say it, stupid."

Lisa gapes like a fish out of water. "How-Why-What-"

"You're so easy to read," I rolled my eyes playfully before letting go. "If you were a dog, your tail would wag constantly around me. But it's cute." Holding her nape, I press another kiss to the corner of her lip before letting go and strolling out of the kitchen and stopping at the doorway. "I want my money and a replacement adapter before you take me out on a proper date, dork."

Looking back, she's practically drooling with cartoon-ish heart eyes despite the red still coating her cheeks. Little sparks start flashing around her body. "Sure thing," she agrees dumbly, giving me two thumbs up like she's short circuiting again.

With a final wink, the electricity envelopes her entire body as she yelps in glee. Oh this dork.

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