You Got Me (JenLisa)

Chapter 32

"No. It's okay, Chahee. I can handle this," Chaeyoung assured the bartender. The look on the chaebol's face was still unreadable.

There was no excuse not to deal with whatever they needed to deal with now, especially since it was nothing but an expiremental kiss from Jisoo's part and an overreaction on her part. It didn't even feel like a kiss, if truth be told. It was more like two mouths colliding with one another, Chaeyoung told herself. So, what's there to be awkward about? Right?

"Hey," Jisoo greeted with a nod to both women and planted herself a convenient distance from Chaeyoung. Her eyes lingered on the redhead after she offered a quick but courteous glance at Chahee, who was staring at her with tentative and calculating eyes.

"Hey," Chaeyoung replied. "Wha--,"

"What are you doing here?" Chahee had beat the redhead from asking. She didn't sound welcoming, at all. And judging by how her eyebrows were forming a formidable line on her forehead, Chahee was ready for war. If the situation would arise, that is.

Jisoo ignored Chahee's jab and the impoliteness and directed her eyes instead on Chaeyoung. "Can we talk?" she asked. "Please?" she added.

Chaeyoung took her time to gaze at Jisoo's eyes, seeking something in those irises that would somehow resembles something like sincerity. And when she found what she was hoping to see, she offered a half-shrug and said, "Yeah, sure."

She was aware of the look that Chahee was giving her but chose to ignore it. She'll have to explain later to her friend, though. And as weird as it would sound, she knew Jisoo won't do any more harm than she already did. Because what for?

"Are you sure?" Chahee blurted out in disbelief, her hands now on her hips. The look on her face was clearly implying that she was asking Chaeyoung to reconsider her decision. Afterall, Chahee had specifically told the redhead to avoid a sequel.

Chaeyoung chuckled and nodded. She appreciated her friend's loyalty and also found it funny—the way Chahee was shamelessly showing Jisoo the attitude. She was wondering how Chahee would react if she would tell the bartender the things that happened at the dawn of the fourteenth. Chahee would be livid.

"Alright, then. Signal me when you need a backup," Chahee told the redhead loudly and threw a sniding glance at Jisoo. "Excuse me," she told Jisoo. Which Jisoo responded with a nonchalant look, before she left the two women on her domain, reluctantly.

"Sorry about that. She hasn't forgiven you yet about what happened. Of course, I told her it was partly my fault. But she insisted that you should apologize in her presence," Chaeyoung said as soon as Chahee was already out of earshot.

"Maybe she shouldn't have left then. I'd give her her peace of mind," Jisoo said sarcastically. But it was done so with a bit of humor, the way Jisoo's eyes twinkle like she was indulging herself for a private joke inside her head.

"No, you wouldn't. Especially since she specifically mentioned that you need to kneel down in front of me, asking for forgiveness, with her as the witness," Chaeyoung said, trying to humor herself more than Jisoo. "So, what are you doing here, by the way?" she then asked, as politely as she could.

There was a sudden shift in the chaebol's stance. Gone was the haughty air and the discreet laughter on those eyes of hers. Jisoo suddenly looked awkward and anxious. It was so un-Jisoo-like, in Jisoo's personal opinion.

"I—uhm, just—well. . ." Jisoo stuttered and cleared her throat. "I would like to apologize for, you know?—what I did the last time? It was stupid. I wasn't thinking straight and it was really. . .unnecessary," Jisoo said, looking anywhere but directly at Chaeyoung.