『JenSoo Short Stories』

Lend Me Your Hand (2/4)

"Well.. I-uh.. I guess so," her father concedes as he locks eyes with his wife. "That settles it then."

**

So, now here The Princess is, with the sun winding-down and her tent still not properly set up.

"You know," Jisoo trails. "We could, as your mother said, 'bond' if you'd just let me help you build your tent."

"Absolutely not. I don't understand why you couldn't just set up your tent where the rest of the guards are."

"Your Highness, first of all, I'm only here because you were the one who wanted to pitch your tent in a different spot than the rest of the group and the Royal Majesties would kill me if they found out I left you all alone."

"Well, at least those guards listened to my orders of wanting to be left alone- and save your breath. I already know you're just going to say that it's because 'you don't take orders from me.'"

Jisoo doesn't hold her laughter this time, "Exactly. Now as I was saying, secondly, the sun is setting fast. At this rate, you'll never finish in time, your Highness."

"Just you watch, Kim Jisoo!" Jennie says with a new found sense of determination. "I guarantee that it'll be done by nightfall."

"Whatever you say, Princess," Jisoo stands. "While you do that, I'll get our fire going."

--

"HAH! What did I tell you!" Jennie jumps in excitement when her tent manages to stay up for longer than five seconds.

"Well, I must say that I am quite impressed, your Highness," the bodyguard praises. "I think this calls for a celebratory snack, don't you think?"

"For once, I agree with you," Jennie plops down onto the second lawn chair next to Jisoo with a bright smile. "What kind of snack?"

"Why s'mores of course! I mean, we are camping after all, your Highness," Jisoo replies as if the answer was obvious.

"What in the world are s'mores?" Jennie's head tilts a bit.

"Please tell me you're joking," Jisoo chuckles, but it soon fades when Jennie still has a lost look on her face. "Oh my goodness, you're serious. You're telling me that the one and only Princess Jennie has never had a s'more before?"

Jennie shakes her head.

"Well I guess it's your lucky day, your Highness, because you just so happen to be with the best s'more maker in the country, if not the world!"

Jennie gives a sarcastic, "If you say so," but three s'mores later she finds herself leaning back into the chair with content written all over her face.

"You're welcome, by the way," Jisoo says smugly.

"Oh shut it," Jennie says and soon after she lets out a tired yawn. "I think I've had my fair share of Kim Jisoo for the day. So, I'm going into my tent that I built," she stresses. "And have as good of a night's rest that I can muster in this environment."

Jennie stands to stretch, then makes her way inside her tent. Before she zips it closed, she makes sure the two of them share their routine goodnights. It would just feel wrong not to.

--

She's not sure how much time has passed, but she has been tossing and turning in her inflated mattress ever since she had laid down. It also didn't help that she literally jumped at the slightest noise whether it be fallen leaves hitting her tent or branches swaying against each other from the wind.