During the group meetings, Jennie always had this urge to sit close to Jisoo. Even when someone had already sat beside Jisoo, Jennie would still try to squeeze herself in between. Everytime Jisoo gave her a confused look, Jennie would pout and stare back at her, what? Jisoo would just furrow her eyebrows as she continued doing whatever she was doing. This is my suite room, after all, I can sit wherever I want to sit!
Jennie could feel the warmth of Jisoo whenever their arms sitting closely to each other. It always created this anticipation in Jennie's mind and a weird sensation in her stomach. She was addicted to this feeling. She tried her best to contain this urge to brush her arm lightly to Jisoo's.
Jisoo on the other hand, had this unsettling feelings everytime Jennie sat beside her. Her chest had this constant heave and she suddenly found it hard to control her breath. She didn't know how to act and she tried to distract herself by throwing weird jokes. And everytime she joked, she would hear Jennie chuckled and she could see Jennie's already fluffy cheeks expanded even more. It didn't help, she felt even more suffocated every time Jennie laughed at her jokes.
Maybe because they're sitting beside the window, Jisoo thought to herself.
Everytime they wrapped up the group project for the night, Jisoo felt this blow of sadness inside. The end is getting closer. She was already used to this room. Used to these people. Used to having Jennie's sitting beside her. Used to this unsettling yet addictive feelings. Jisoo would go home feeling empty as if she missed something she didn't have.