A List of Firsts (How it All Started with Jennie's Ruthless Confidence)

That was also the first time Jennie visited his studio. Also the first time they slept in the couch inside together, simply holding each other enough to relay how much they mattered. And the first time Namjoon realized how much YG has been mistreating her.

---OOO---

The fifth time Jennie Kim visited his studio, she had a broken elbow.

Namjoon stared at the bandaged limb.

"It got worse." Her lips rubbed against each other, a habit Namjoon discovered she did when she was nervous.

"I thought I already told you to let it rest for a while."

"Well, you know I can't afford that right? We're already behind practice because of my side modeling."

Namjoon rubbed his forehead with his fingers in exasperation. "Your company should have known better than to force you. You would not be useful for the comeback once you start limping again."

"I always have the worst timings in comeback. Last time, it was the ankle. Now it's the elbow. I think Running Man has given me a curse." She said dramatically.

"Well if you just sleep enough, maybe you'll actually stop bumping into furniture."

"Says the destroyer. You, out of all the people in the world, don't get to lecture about breaking things. "

Namjoon sighed. "Come here. "

Jennie sat in his lap, her cheek coming to rest in his neck while he wrapped his free hand across her waist then finally came to support her injured elbow. "What are you working on?"

Namjoon hummed for a mysterious effect then dropped a kiss on her lips. Her cheeks reddened pleasantly and he kissed her more just because he could. The thought settled the universe around him. "Our next album's intro."

"Can I hear it?"

"There's nothing to hear yet. I haven't even started writing the lyrics yet. I'm still deliberating whether we can work on this track Yoongi-hyung produced or we'll start from scratch. And that still depends on the final theme we want this album to take. "

"Can you play the track?"

Namjoon did.

"Yours is very different with Suga-hyung." Jennie had always used Yoongi's screen name, at least until she was given permission by the man, according to her. Her hands intertwined with his. "I always thought that Teddy likes to tell his story in bright colors, loud and always with emphasis. As if with every repeat of tune, he's telling the listeners to hear him, hear his thoughts. Suga liked his aggressive and mellow, as if it's the only time he'll ever have to say it but he wants to drag it long."

Namjoon turned their hands idly. "Mine?"

"I always liked yours. I started becoming a fan in the Save Me era." She gazed up at him with mirth but the slight flare of her nose revealed it was taking all her might to stay still. She did it when she was being exceptionally shy, which did not always happen so Namjoon relished it when it did. "I like how you seem desperate to be heard."

"At that time, we were." He brought their hands against his chest and pressed a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. Her eyes fluttered closed so he pressed a kiss against them to.

---OOO---

The next time Jennie was there at the studio, she was a broken mess, mentally and physically.

YG had just frozen all their schedules because her broken elbow had gotten worse. She could not stop blaming herself. She did not say it to him at face value though. Her smiles exclusively for him were still painted across her lips but there was something wrong. The corner of her eyes not as crinkled as they used to, her gummy smile a little sadder. Namjoon knew it as simple as when he looked at the sky and knew when a storm was coming.