(CHAENNIE SMUTS.)

Secrets.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Well... I guess this is it."

"This is it."

[Jennie's POV]

The cold nights I spend now alone all in my bed. Why couldn't my dad see the good in you. Why couldn't he Rosé?

"SHE'S NO GOOD FOR YOU!"

"Why can't you let me be happy! WHY WON'T YOU LET YOURSELF SEE IT!"

"My only daughter bringing disappointment onto the Kim's name. All for a girl who lives with a dick for a living."

He'll never understand the nights you lit them up like fireworks because I was with you.

He'll never understand.

The soft, passionate, gentle, kisses we would share.

The emotional rough sex we had.

The nights we held each other like are lives depended on it.

The arguments that would turn into us undressing each other as we made are way into my room.

Or the nights I would turn to face you, to see you already looking at me with love in your eyes.

"You're so beautiful Jennie Kim, and I want you to know i'm truly deeply madly in love with you."

He won't understand Rosé.

Crying myself to sleep hoping one day things will change for a lifetime.

Will it?

"But I want you to know Rosé. Love me again just as much as you did back then."