'who's calling you, unnie?' lisa asked as she placed a plate in front of jennie who was absent-mindedly looking for her phone. it's been three weeks since she's been chatting with joon, a cute nickname for someone who looks intimidating but is actually a sweetheart, and it evolved to texts and calls.
'just a friend at school.'
'is it a boy friend?' rosé asks, peeking her head into the dining room with a cheeky grin on her face.
'he's not my boyfriend.' jennie scoffs but still smiles all the same.
'i said a boy, space, friend. not inquiring about him being your boyfriend but hey, thanks for the heads up.'
the eldest slaps her forehead while groaning while the maknaes laugh and high five each other.
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Dance {Rapnie}
FanfictionThe man hadn't always been like this. Once, he was a good dancer that regularly performed. In which a mourning boy can't help but remember the one who got away. {Book 2 of The Little Things}
