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Tangled limbs and the heavy air of summer were all Jennie could make out as her awareness was slowly pulled from a deep sleep.
But something felt wrong.
It took her a moment to adjust to the dark room, the candles from the evening burning so low they did more to provide ambiance than anything else. For a moment she lay still, her ears straining to hear in the dark, her muscles tensing up the more awake she became.
"Don't.."
The mumbled words next to her caught Jennie's attention and she looked over to breathe a sigh of relief. It was just Jisoo, tangled up in her arms, hair sprawled out against the pillow she had stolen from Jennie sometime during the night. She was about to lie back down into a more comfortable position when Jisoo mumbled again.
"Don't leave me... Jennie..
The words were barely more than a whisper, a mumbled plea, but it was enough to turn Jennie's blood cold. She realized too late from Jisoo's tense muscles against her that another nightmare was happening and Jennie didn't have to guess to know what the nightmare was about.
Ignoring the clenched ache in her chest at Jisoo's words, she reached out and brushed a strand of hair from Jisoo's clammy forehead. "Sh... Chichu. You're just dreaming. l'm right here"
Startled brown eyes fluttered open and Jisoo rose up with a gasp, breathing heavily. She looked around wildly until her eyes met Jennie's and she took in her face, as if trying to determine if she were real or not.
You were dreaming." It wasn't a question. Her eyes adjusted to the near darkness enough to watch Jisoo's face settle into a grimace after a few moments of erratic breathing.
Jennie's voice was measured, cautious, and she reached out to touch Jisoo's face, who flinched away and ran a hand across her face before answering, "I'm fine. Go back to sleep.
Her words weren't cold as much as they were resigned but Jennie still felt the sharp ache in her chest constrict and she forced herself to swallow against the lump that was forming in her throat.
I'm sorry"
The words weren't enough. They would never be enough Jennie knew. She would spend the rest of her life regretting the decision that had brought them here. It had been more than a year since the mountain. But it wasn't enough. She knew that although Jisoo may have forgiven her, she had not healed from the damage that Jennie had caused.
A silence that was as heavy as the humidity outside settled over them, Jisoo turning so that her back was to Jennie.
They stayed that way for several moments before Jisoo's voice trembled, barely above a whisper. "You left. You always leave in my dream. I can't ever make you stay."
Jennie was sitting up now, sleep all but forgotten as she let her guilt and shame flare up inside her chest. At Jisoo's words she turned to study Jisoo's back, her words hoarse from the stubborn lump lodged in her throat.
"I'm sorry."
She was prepared to excuse herself, give Jisoo space for the night. She would go to the training room. Spar until her muscles were heavy with exhaustion. Anything to disappear from the memory that lay between them. Before she could move though Jisoo sat up suddenly, her eyes dark and hungry. Before Jennie could even close her eyes Jisoo had captured her lips in her own and was pressing herself against Jennie until she was hovering above her.
Jisoo's lips devoured her own and Jennie allowed herself to be pushed onto the mattress, her hands moving to rest against the swell of Jisoo's hips. There was something different about the kiss. Jisoo pulled away to catch her breath, her eyes dark and wild as she glared down at Jennie from her position above her. Even angry, Jisoo was beautiful. Her pale skin a stark contrast to the dark in the room. Jennie couldn't help but stare in awe.
"You left me."
Jisoo's voice was laced with bitterness. She wasn't sure where this was headed but Jennie knew that whatever was happening, Jisoo needed this.
"I did" Her own voice was thick with emotion.
The soft confession only seemed to stroke Jisoo's anger because she leaned down to kiss Jennie harder, her teeth sinking into Jennie's lower lip. Her hand slipped into Jennie's panty and ran a teasing finger along her folds, causing Jennie's breath to hitch and her hips to arch against Jisoo's hand.
Her lips moved to Jennie's jawline, her neck, her shoulder. Her teeth gently but firmly scraping against each part of Jennie.
"You don't get to leave again."
Jisoo's warm breath sent a shiver along Jennie's spine and she could only whimper in response, her hands running along the exposed skin of Jisoo's hips from where her shirt had ridden up. This only seemed to annoyed Jisoo because she suddenly grabbed Jennie's hands and pinned them above her head with one hand, while her other moved to pull down Jennie's panty's. "Don't move."
Although her voice was firm, Jisoo looked up to meet Jennie's gaze, taking a moment to pause and see if she was okay. A small whimper and a nod were all Jisoo needed to continue. Jennie would not deny her tonight.
She pressed her lips against Jennie's throat again, her tongue darting out to tease the spot where her pulse fluttered. One hand moved to Jennie's breast, slipping underneath her shirt to run a teasing finger along the stiffening nipple. With her other hand she stroked along Jennie's folds, gathering the growing moisture there against her finger. Jennie's answering whimper was enough to make Jisoo ache in anticipation.
"You're going to make it up to me." Her voice was a low whisper against Jennie's throat, raspy and colored with anger.
She slipped one finger inside of Jennie who shuddered against her and arched her hips forward, seeking more. "But first" Jisoo's other hand, still inside Jennie's shirt, continued teasing her breast, scraping a fingernail along the skin. Jennie's eyes had darkened, she could only swallow back another small whimper of pleasure as Jisoo continued.
"First I'm going to make sure you regret ever leaving.
