The Marrying Type || Jensoo & Chaelisa

Chapter 25

"Maybe there's something going on," Jisoo wondered aloud. "He seems stressed."

"Ok, good. Let's play!" Lisa interrupted. She had a hunch about what was going on, but was not about to let that ruin Christmas for everyone. She'd go have a real talk with Suho later.

"Jisoo."

Jisoo jumped when she felt Jennie's lips graze her neck and her voice quiet in her ear. Her arms were tight around her waist, and the brunette's head rested on her shoulder, her breaths steadily warming a patch of her skin just above her clavicle. "Yeah?"

"I'm tired."

Jennie's voice was thick with drowsiness, and Jisoo couldn't help the smile that spread onto her lips.

"Do you want to go to bed?"

Jennie sighed and burrowed her face into Jisoo's neck. "No. I'm comfortable like this." To emphasize her point, Jennie pulled Jisoo even closer to herself, and Jisoo couldn't help but laugh gently.

"Fair enough. We'll play as a team then. You can nap if you need to."

"Do the doggy." Jennie mumbled.

"What?" Jisoo asked, a little louder than she'd liked.

"The token, Jisoo. Take the dog."

Bogum then handed Jisoo the bag of game pieces, and Jisoo picked out the tiny pewter dog. "This one?"

"Yes, that one."

"Isn't Jennie playing?" Lisa asked, eyeing the two of them curiously.

"We're playing as a joint effort."

"That's cheating."

"She's sleepy," Jisoo told her, "And besides, we're married. Package deal."

Lisa rolled her eyes, and Irene laughed. "You two are so gross."

But they played anyway. Jennie kept dozing off, and Jisoo couldn't help but find her tiny sleepy whimpers and sighs lethally adorable; Jennie held Jisoo tight against her, as though she feared she'd leave if she let go, and Jisoo could practically feel her heart beat steadily in her chest which was pressed up against her back. Her head rested on it's side on Jisoo's shoulder, and her warm breaths tickled the sensitive skin of her neck in ways which sometimes made Jisoo shudder.

She'd just landed herself in jail for the fifth time when she was surprised by hot lips pressing lazily against her neck, and in her surprise she let out a tiny gasp, drawing everyone else's attention.

"Everything okay, prison scum?" Lisa smirked, cheeks flushed red from all the mulled wine she'd drank. She was winning, of course – the pile of money before her towered over everyone else's, and most of the properties on the board were hers.

Jisoo nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Jennie just tickled me, is all."

She heard Jennie hum quietly, and turned her face to look at her. "Don't kiss my neck, Jennie, not when we're not alone." She whispered the words to Jennie as quietly as she could, not wanting anyone else to hear their exchange.

In response, she received another kiss, this time to her clavicle.

"Jennie-"

"But it's right there," Jennie murmured, "And so smooth and kissable. Literally not an inch from my lips."

"The game's almost over anyway. Don't torment me."

Jennie chuckled, and Jisoo immediately regretted saying that; not a moment later, she felt Jennie's hips grind into her back, and a hand slid just slightly upwards to graze along her breast for a fleeting moment. Jisoo bit her tongue as yet another kiss was pressed to her neck, and forced herself to concentrate on the game despite the growing warmth in between her thighs.