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Caught Me - Chapter 8

"How should I handle that?"

She had a fair idea of how, but she could never be too sure. Jennie had bouts of anxiety, of nervousness, but nothing near to the extent of what Jisoo dealt with, what Chanyeol dealt with, on a daily basis.

"Just be there for her," she could practically feel Chanyeol shrug, through the phone call, "like you have been, you seem to be doing a good job of it. She'll need someone to talk to, when it happens, because this isn't something that's just going to go away, not even with a talk, anxiety stays with you, but it will be a chance for Jisoo to minimize it, make peace."

"Sure I'm up for that?" Jennie muttered, and Chanyeol laughed.

"If anyone is, it's you, Kim."

*****

"Jisoo?" Jennie knocked on their open bedroom door, a courteous habit that she'd formed under her strictly professional parents.

"Are you...knocking on our open door?" Jisoo grinned, emerging from the closet with a duffel bag on her shoulder.

"Didn't want to catch you indecent." Jennie teased, opening her arms for Jisoo to shuffle into a hug.

Jennie kissed her head, relishing in the scent of Jisoo's shampoo. "Can I take that for you?" She offered, slipping her hand under Jisoo's bag strap, chivalrous as always.

"What about your bag?" Jisoo queried, kissing Jennie's cheek in thanks.

"Already in the car," Jennie replied, linking her hand with Jisoo's. "Did you bring a sweater?"

Jisoo smiled sheepishly. "I brought the letterman and I stole your team hoodie."

"Looks better on you." Jennie replied effortlessly, and Jisoo kissed her knuckles in an unspoken thank you. "What's mine is yours, Jisoo."

"Speaking of mine and yours..." Jisoo raised a brow. "How did you fit everything into the trunk? Your Audi is sexy, babe, but it's not spacious."

"It was spacious enough for a victory round of sex after that one game in high school." Jennie smirked, and Jisoo blushed. Jennie grinned at her ability to distract Jisoo so effortlessly as they made their way down to the parking structure.

"You remember that?" Jisoo balked.

"You wore my jersey and rode my thigh." Jennie mumbled in an appreciative tone. "I don't think I'll ever forget that."

Jisoo preened. "I'm glad I had an impact, then."

Jennie laughed, stopping in front of the Jeep, enjoying it's blacked out exterior, the way it shined. "Can you pop the trunk, love?"

Jisoo fumbled for the keys, then blinked. "I thought you had the keys..." She murmured, glancing at the Audi, nearly seven or eight spots away.

Jennie smirked. "Why are you looking at the Audi, Jisoo?"

Jisoo froze.

No fucking way.

Jennie's smirk only grew, her full lips drawn in a quirked line, her expression exceedingly happy for Jisoo.

"No." Jisoo breathed, fingers skimming the back door.

"Yes." Jennie handed her the keys, pushing them into Jisoo's fingers.

"No fucking way." Jisoo mumbled, making Jennie laugh, as she set Jisoo's bag down, wrapping her arms around Jisoo from behind.

"Do you like it?" Jennie purred by her ear, feeling Jisoo shake as she laughed incredulously, unable to form words.