Jisoo
"Let's watch movie."
"No, let's play a game." I grabbed the controller.
"No. Let's watch movie." Jennie insisted while giving me a glare.
I pouted and give my best to look so cute. "Game, please?"
Her eyes soften and I know she's giving...Come on. Wait. My nose is itching, I think I'm gonna...
"Achuu!"
...sneeze. Ugh.
"No." She says once again. "You're still sick and I don't want you to consume your energy."
Damn. I was too close, like so close of winning.
I whined when she snatched the controller out of my hand. She get the remote of the TV and tap the buttons in it.
"Stop making that face Chu." She say without looking at me.
"I am not doing anything." I denied.
"Yeah. Your lips could reach miles away with that pout."
"I am not pouting." I huffed, crossed my arms and well...pout.
She look at me when she finally pick a channel, throw the remote on the side of the couch.
"Looks so convincing." She nod to point on my lips. "The evidence is well displayed." She smirk.
"I told you, I am not!"
"Is this the symptoms of you being sick? Turning to a five year old kid?" She teases.
"Maybe it is if you call me baby." I grin.
"A kid who knows how to flirt. I see." She giggled.
She cuddled on my side and we shared on one blanket.
"You're just going to fall asleep, aren't you?" I chuckled when she gets comfortable snuggling on me.
"Your warmth makes me feel sleepy." She whispers.
"Is that a bad thing?" I asks looking down at her.
She lightly shakes her head, eyes already half closed while watching.
"No. It's nice. I love it."
I hummed and stroke her soft locks gently. Later than minutes, I can only hear her even breathe. I grin to myself when I'm sure she's already asleep.
"Goodnight Jendeuk. I love you." I whisper, planting a soft kiss on the side of her head.
She clutches on my hoodie and hugged me tightly, as if indicating that it was her response.
...
"Do we really need to go?" I asks while watching Jennie put make up.
"Ahuh. I already said yes to him." She confirmed.
"Can't we just lock ourself in my room?" I groaned.
"You already locked me inside your room earlier." She glared at me through the reflection of the mirror.
I roll my eyes. "And you love it."
I smirk when she keep quiet and a light pink tint covered her cheeks.
"And that's why we are a bit late."
She finishes her final touch, grab her purse and hold my hand as we head out.
"Don't put the blame on me. You are the one who keep saying 'Don't stop, please'." I mimicked her.
She curses and slap me with her purse. "Shut up!"
