Teacher's Pet (Jensoo)

Prologue To A Greater Plan

"Coz you are insatiable"

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NEW YORK, NEW YORK: THREE MONTHS LATER

Minhyeon dropped the small device that she had been holding onto the opposite side of her mattress, a satisfied smirk spread widely across her lips. The lawyer sat there, very nearly staring at the wall in front of her as she thought back to the conversation that she had ended just mere moments ago.

That had been a phone call that the woman had been looking forward to for months. It was the phone call that had linked her to her daughter and the brunette teacher's standing within the school.

"What has got you smiling?" A crisp, English accent brought Minhyeon's attention to her bedroom's doorway to spot her auburn haired daughter.

Instead of the normal bite that she would usually snap at her eldest daughter, the brunette lawyer remained with that same smirk on her face as she shifted on the bed, dropping the leg that had been under her onto the floor when she moved to stand.

"I just got off the phone with a man that I had been waiting to hear from for months."

"Did you finally land yourself a date, Mother?" Sookhee smirked, humoring herself as she glided the distance between the two of them. Minhyeon shook her head, the lilt of her lips suddenly disappearing into a scowl.

"That was Ki, the principal of the high school that your sister works at." Her arms crossed tightly over the white blouse, her crimson lips pursing.

"Of course," the redhead sobered quickly with a nod. "What did he say? Did he inform you of her standing? Did she finally make a move on the game board?"

"Yes. Yes she did." Minhyeon chuckled delightfully, hands coming together as she rocked on the balls of her feet. "It seems that our darling Jisoo has decided to finally pick a side."

"She saved herself." Sookhee muttered coldly, a look of distaste crossing her features. "Are you disappointed in her for choosing... that girl?"

"I already knew that she had chosen the girl over me before I left. It was all inevitable the moment that she had suggested I give that blonde a chance. I only humored her on the subject and formulated the plan that I had told you at the diner that day." The lawyer smiled, almost proudly as she recollected back on her doings.

Sookhee nodded, but didn't seemed to be too terribly pleased with the news. One of her brows quirked as if she didn't understand what her mother was getting at. She was still rather confused as to what her mother was planning with this whole thing and she even voiced her thoughts, then, inquiring: "What are you benefitting from this? Your daughter hates you and she is losing her job, but her woman lover is still there. Isn't what you wanted was for the two of them to part? What is any of this doing?"

It was then that Minhyeon faltered, and Sookhee had noticed it. Then a slow smirk spread across the redheaded woman's face. Her mother hadn't thought it through, apparently. Whatever initial plan she had, turned into something twisted. Something completely indiscernible than what it had originally been played to be. The road was no longer clear and she had definitely veered straight off the path.

And landed somewhere halfway to Jupiter.

Sookhee knew that Minhyeon had no intentions of Jisoo losing her job, nor resigning from it either. She only wanted to use it as a mere threat to scare her youngest daughter away from Jennie, but that hadn't worked out so well in the end. Minhyeon had realized that her daughter didn't have simple, lust-driven feelings for the blonde student that would be easily canceled out if her job were at stake.

No.

What she had was far deeper than she had ever thought possible. The initial thoughts of her daughter's sexual orientation had been twisted into something like that of her plan. It was becoming fuzzy; unable to be clearly read on the dampened pages of the book she somehow had tossed into the toilet from her last visit.

Jisoo was in love with this Jennie, and whatever this love was, was a hell of a lot more solid than she could have ever dreamed possible. That brunette would sooner find herself in a penitentiary than be split from the partner that she had become so fond of.

But it was those feelings that her daughter held for that young woman that had Minhyeon absolutely terrified- and giving second thoughts to the teacher's lifestyle.

Though Minhyeon wasn't about to falter so easily. She couldn't weaken her views, there was no way in hell. She had spent so long fighting for her daughter, trying to fix that woman and make her normal.

Sookhee's words, though, had gotten to her. She stood there, staring at her daughter as she soon realized what exactly she had done and the reality of it. She had made no progress whatsoever with her brunette daughter. She only made it easier for her.

Jisoo was already planning on quitting her job to move to Boston with her young lover, Minhyeon knew that much. She was only making things easier for the English teacher. The plan that she had become so fond of only seemed to backfire on her, and Ki's latest phone call had only pressed the shrapnel harder against her face.

She had to think of another plan, and fast. She would have to double her thoughts and take a flight to Boston to catch up with her daughter in a last ditch effort before her "disease"got to her.

Minhyeon wouldn't be able to rest peacefully so long as her daughter was dating Jennie- that goddamn girl that had seemed to grab Jisoo's heart and squeeze more love out of it than the lawyer had ever been given in her lifetime.

Something bubbled within Minhyeon at that thought, though she quickly quenched it. No. She wasn't going to allow that teenager to get to her. She needed to get that little girl away from her precious daughter- even if that meant killing and destroying the thing her daughter loved most.

Jisoo would surely need her after that.

"I have a plan, Sookhee, do not mock me." Minhyeon turned molten eyes on her eldest daughter. "But I need you to help me."

"Haven't I already been helping?" Sookhee's brows rose, a twinkle sparkling in her eye.

"Yes, you have indeed. But I need you more... directly this time." There was no hesitance in her voice as she flashed those cold eyes on Sookhee, not a lick of sympathy on her face. "Our dear Jisoo has slid her pawn across the board, now it is our turn to move the next piece. Hear me out, and pay close attention, because if you screw even a detail of this up, you can kiss the chances of getting your hands on my firm goodbye."

That had her eldest daughter's head bobbing, full attention set on the shorter woman as sharp, pale eyes met with sardonic, dark ones, the latter speaking of her newest plan.

...

STORYBROOKE, MAINE: ONE WEEK EARLIER

"Chu?" Jennie's voice was nothing but a mere whisper in the darkness of the bedroom. The inquiry clung in the air, left unanswered as she dropped her messenger bag onto the floor beside the lavish bed.

"Are you awake?" She asked once again, though her tone had been so quiet she wasn't sure if Jisoo would have been able to hear her from the position that she took. The brunette's back was facing her, she could make out the delicate contour of her lover's body.

Her breathing was steady, her side gently rising and falling with each breath. One arm was tucked under her head as the other disappeared in front of her. Her body was curled up on top of the blankets, almost as if she were trying to form into a ball.

It wasn't until Jennie was crawling onto the left side of the bed that she had realized where exactly the brunette had been lying. Jisoo had taken over the blonde's side of the bed, her face pressed against the younger woman's pillow as she slept, earning a sweet smile from the teenager.

Jisoo must have missed the blonde while she was gone.

Jennie had been spending the weekend with her foster parents as she had often found herself doing. She had crammed in her time with the two over the past month since she was planning on leaving by the end of the school year- which was rearing up faster than ever now.

The thought of Jisoo doing this because of Jennie's absence sent a pang of guilt washing over her. She absolutely hated being away from her brunette girlfriend, but the two of them knew that she had other priorities in her life- though the blonde felt as if Jisoo were her highest one.

Over the past three months, the two of them only grew closer together. They would be moving away from everyone and everything that they knew, sans Hanbin, and would be living together in a larger city.

The thought was both exciting and terrifying. Neither one knew where their relationship was going to be by this year's end. What they were doing was rather drastic, especially since they might not be able to go back on what they were doing.

Or at least Jisoo couldn't.

The brunette was thinking about what her mother had told her before she left and had lamented to Jennie on several occasions about. They had discussed their options, though there were few. Jisoo had already planned on quitting her job here in Storybrooke, but the question was about the job she was intending to acquire in Boston.

Would her mother try to threaten that job away from her also?

Surely the brunette lawyer will have known about that as well, since she already had terrifying knowledge of Jisoo's plan on moving to the bigger city.

But that was only another thing to add onto the rather large list of worrisome thoughts. Jisoo had been thinking herself sick about everything, and so much that she had fallen into a state that even Jennie had never thought she'd see the brunette in.

Even though the brunette remained well-groomed and collect on the outside, she was unkempt and screaming on the inside. She was falling apart at the seams and the emotions taking over the teacher had terrified Jennie to every extent there was.

There was no doubt in Jennie's mind what Jisoo had, and she felt greatly for her. She wished that she could help the older woman through this, and she had for the most part ever since Minhyeon had left. But her having to leave every weekend wasn't helping the matter and she wondered if Jisoo would ever feel normal again.

Of course, there were days where Jisoo acted as if nothing had happened and she was all laughs and smiles. Jennie enjoyed those days, after the few that Jisoo had disappeared and left an empty shell in her place. She missed her lover's beautiful, radiant smile and the twinkle in her eyes when she laid them upon the blonde.

Now she rarely wore a smile on those days, or at least it was empty when she gave it. Those mocha eyes were as dull as her hair was growing, losing the sleek and shiny appeal. Even though it was only striking a few days at a time, it was still taking its toll on the brunette teacher.

Jennie, herself, was starting to feel much like Jisoo, though she refrained from letting herself keep within the darkness overwhelming her for too long. She needed to be strong enough for the both of them until Minhyeon's reign of horror was over with.

If that day would ever come.

The blonde let out a soft sigh, pushing away the sudden drought of emotion that washed over her. She wasn't going to allow herself to become victim of what had taken over Jisoo. The feeling was something unpleasant and she absolutely hated it.

The last time she had felt like that was at the Winter Formal and the weekend following.

But it was making up with Jisoo that had pulled her from the murky depths and gave her a shining light to cling onto.

She only wished she could have done that for the older woman herself, but whatever she did, her attempts bore no fruit.

Jennie closed her eyes for a moment as she scooted towards Jisoo's small frame, an arm curling around the brunette's midsection, causing her to stir slightly. The younger woman only tightened her grip, reassuring the teacher that she was there when Jisoo had begun to speak.

"I'm home, and I sure as hell am glad." Jennie whispered softly, burying her nose in the sweet scented raven locks before her. "I've missed you."

"Mmph, I've missed you, too." Jisoo murmured, yawning softly as she turned into the blonde, facing her with those loving coffee eyes. "It's late."

"Yeah, I know..." The blonde lay her head on the pillow next to Jisoo's, her voice apologetic. "Minjee and Daejung wanted to take me out to dinner. And then they kept me for a while, talking about graduation and plans to give me that Bug."

"Oh?" Another yawn tore itself from the brunette's throat, causing the blonde to giggle softly before she, too, yawned in reaction. "What did they say?"

"They'll give it to me on graduation day. After the ceremony, you know?"

Jisoo smiled lightly when Jennie had placed a gentle hand on her cheek, her face turning into it as she savored the contact. "That's rather nice of them."

Jennie absently nodded, the pad of her thumb making rhythmic strokes against the olive cheek below it. A smile curved her lips as she watched Jisoo savor the touch, her eyes slightly closing while she nuzzled against the hand with a faint purr.

"Chu?"

"Yes, my love?" Those sparkling brown eyes opened and Jennie realized that her lover wasn't in her haunting mood. She was happy today and that just made the blonde's heart soar.

"I love you..."

The smile that those words had earned could have exploded Jennie's heart. It was bright, radiating like a vat of sunshine. Then those lips were on the blonde's before she could gather her wits, moving against her pale ones in a slow, tender kiss.

Jennie made a soft noise as she returned the kiss, the palm of her hand flattening against Jisoo's cheek until the latter pulled away with a breathless smile.

"I love you, too, Jennie." There was a pause as she pressed closer to Jennie, intimately, but not sexually, as if she were looking for comfort. "I love you more than anything, though that may not say a lot since I really have nothing much in my life... But I do value you more than I value my life and I would gladly give it up just for you."

"Chu..." Jennie frowned, her hand falling to the thigh wrapped around her own. "Don't say that. I'm not worth giving up your life for. You deserve to live."

"But not if that means you die, Jennie. You have your entire life ahead of you, I would hate to see it be wasted."

"That won't happen. A situation like that... Unlikely." The younger woman quickly shook her head, holding that small brunette in front of her even closer. She was scared of the thought of ever having to lose Jisoo, especially to a force that could never be reversed.

The brunette nodded slightly, snuggling into the blonde, her face getting lost in the long, golden mane.

"I'm glad that you're feeling better." Jennie found herself murmuring after a moment of silence. The limbs around her tightened, forcing the blonde to blink. Had she said something wrong?

"I have been feeling better for quite some time, Jennie. I just worry myself too much at times," the confirmation to her statement tided over her fears.

The younger woman smiled, pale fingers snaking into dark locks.

Jisoo merely smiled, tugging that blonde in closer. "I've done some thinking, and you being here has helped ."

"Have I?" The blonde blinked, earning a slight nod.

"You always have, Jennie. You kept me from slipping into the shadowy depths of this godforsaken hell." The brunette teacher shifted slightly until she was untangled from the blonde and on her back, staring absently up at the ceiling.

"I've got to thinking about how my attitude is affecting you. I... I've noticed that you haven't exactly been your upbeat self lately and you're constantly fretting over me. I cannot have that. I'm acting so..."

"You're depressed, Jisoo." Jennie murmured softly, a frown claiming her lips. "You can't help it."

"But I need to, Jennie. I cannot live the rest of my life like this. I need to pull myself up and brush the dirt off." Jisoo turned a haughty glare to her girlfriend, though the mood soon vanished into something of sorrow. Those mocha eyes melted, tears glistening in them.

The brunette swallowed thickly in the otherwise quiet room. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke her next words, her eyes sliding back towards the darkened ceiling. The dark void that seemed to swallow her up. "I know that you know how this feels, Jennie, and I only wish that you never had to feel such lowliness in your life. You shouldn't have to go through this at your age. It just isn't right."

"It's okay," Jennie murmured softly, her fingers gently skating across the teacher's bare arm.

Jisoo immediately wrapped her arms tight around the blonde, seeking solace in golden locks. "You are my rock. And you're still here, even though you could have given up on me so long ago..."

"There's no way I would ever give up on you, Jisoo. I'm here because I know exactly how you feel and I'm not one of those ignorant assholes that's gonna tell you to suck it up, there's tomorrow... yadda yadda bullshit. I'm glad that I can just be of use and help you through this." The blonde's fingers fell into place once again, drawing tender circles along the brunette's back.

And for the first time in a long time, that very smile shown upon Jisoo's face. A gentle, genuine smile broke across her plump lips. The one that Jennie had been waiting for, for so long.

Of course, Jennie had enjoyed the beaming smile that she was given earlier, but this one just took the cake. It was that one that Jisoo gave her, trying to be oh so subtle every time she laid eyes upon the blonde. It was there.

"There it is. I've missed it." Jennie whispered, one hand moving to cup the older woman's face, her thumb brushing over that curve on her lips.

"I'm sorry that I haven't been happier for you, Jennie. I've been such a damned downer and that should change. I cannot put you through all this. You don't deserve it." Jisoo whispered, a look of guilt crossing over her features.

"Hey... don't worry about that, huh? It's not like you can help it and I'm not some ignorant asshole that's gonna tell you to lighten the fuck up and get over it, like I had said."

"I wish it were just that easy..."

"Me too..." Jennie whispered, pale fingers sliding through raven locks once again.

Jisoo's brows furrowed slightly, a moment of silence passing between them before she spoke once again with a hesitant tone. "When you are around, Jennie... my world doesn't appear to be so bleak. You are the single flame in the cave in which I had lost myself. You are ever aiding me to the ultimate goal, the brighter light... The exit to this hell. I... I can never cease to thank you enough for all that you have done for me, Jennie Kim."

"No. Don't do that, Chu." Jennie offered her a soft smile, her hand falling once again to rub circles against her back. "You know what you mean to me."

"There's something about you, my duck, and I thank whatever force had brought us together." She smiled and reached for the younger woman's hand.

"So do I." The blonde smile softly, pressing a kiss to her lover's forehead.

"Just hold me, Jennie, and I will be fine." Jisoo murmured softly and nuzzled closer.

"Of course, Chu." Jennie wrapped her arms tightly around Jisoo as the older woman shifted, half her body on the blonde.

"I will tell Mr. Ki tomorrow about my decision."

"Pardon?" Jennie blinked at the sudden declaration, eyes popping open to stare down at the brunette. Jisoo merely nodded and gazed back up at her, a slight smile on her lips.

"The other part of my thoughts. Since I am feeling more... motivated, I have decided that I will speak with Mr. Ki about my resigning. No matter what, I will have to do just that before we can leave for Boston." She elaborated, her head falling back against the blonde's breast. "I know that I should have done it sooner... it would have eased my mind about my mother beforehand. But..."

"Okay." Jennie murmured, her hand slipping underneath the back of the brunette's silk tank.

"Okay." Jisoo nodded slightly, shifting as the hairs on her body standing on end from the contact. "I only hope that it isn't too late."

"It won't be."

"I hope not." Jisoo murmured softly, moving fitfully in her spot before settling with closed eyes.

...

ABOUT TWO WEEKS LATER

The sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the estate, interrupting both Jisoo and Jennie as they sat on the couch in the sitting room, the latter's laptop perched on each's thigh while they planned out what they were going to do for the blonde's upcoming graduation.

That very graduation was a week away and the two of them had been 'planning' for it for the entire month of May. Jisoo had suggested that they get it done with sooner rather than later so they would have an ease at mind and no troubles to run into when the time did come. Jennie, of course, didn't necessarily care what happened and never though much to planning. She figured she'd get her graduation attire and go down the aisle to snatch up her diploma and be done.

But apparently she had been dead wrong when the brunette teacher insisted they needed to do much more than just that. Jennie grudgingly complied as Jisoo sat her down to go over what she thought would be a fantastic plan.

And that plan consisted of nothing but boring talk that had the blonde snoozing.

Jisoo had come up with a list of events that the school would be hosting for its seniors and all of the special days within the following week of graduation.

Jennie wouldn't have to go to classes so long as she attended one of the events that were to be hosted and Jisoo had insisted adamantly that she make the best of it. The blonde, not entirely thrilled, had agreed only since Chaeyoung and Mino were going as well.

And it also had helped that Jisoo volunteered willingly to chaperone certain events.

Like the one planned out for the seniors tomorrow. It would allow for them to skip the day's classes.

Choose at least one to attend. Breakfast buffet at one of the local restaurants, a free field-day hosted at the school, or spend the afternoon at an amusement park in one of the surrounding towns.

Jisoo had vouched to take Jennie to get breakfast, for she had paid for the tickets before she could even open her mouth to protest. Or before she had even broken the news to Jennie about the purchase.

Though, she had bribed the eighteen-year-old into taking her home and letting her sleep in. Jisoo still had to go back to school for the remainder of the day, though, which had not been all too appealing to the blonde.

"I was only able to volunteer for one of the events." Jisoo had said, frowning when Jennie started to whine about not being able to have her cuddly panda there with her. "You can use the non-Mr. Pervert that you gave to me for my birthday."

That would have sufficed to shut Jennie up about it for the rest of the day, though she was still not very pleased over the fact of having to get up in the morning, only to go back to bed without Jisoo.

There hadn't been any more time to complain when Jisoo shoved more plans down the blonde's throat, such as picking out a dress for the dance at the end of the year.

Jennie protested.

Jisoo conquered.

She offered to dance with the blonde, and since school will have been over by then and Jennie fully graduated, it should be fine. And even if not entirely, Jisoo didn't give any fucks whatsoever. She resigned. School was over. Jennie was no longer her student.

Besides, it could be taken as a joke for the brunette teacher had seen other teachers dance with students just for the hell of it. Though, they had been to the distasteful, upbeat music that blared through the speakers.

Jennie enjoyed the thought of that. The blonde's mouth even watered as she tried to imagine her lover dancing once again with the seductive sway of her hips as she had for their makeshift dance during the winter.

And they were currently in the middle of browsing dresses for said event when the doorbell had rang and interrupted Jennie from pointing out a small, crimson number that she made a comment about wanting to see Jisoo in, dancing that very dance.

The brunette shot her young lover a negative look before setting the computer onto the coffee table so she could answer the door. Jennie was right behind her within seconds, scurrying close as the older woman made her way to the foyer.

"Jennie..." she whispered, shooing the blonde away. "We don't know who that is, unless you're expecting someone."

Jennie quickly shook her head, soon realizing exactly what she had been doing as the reality of their relationship came to her like it did so many times. The blonde hung back in the doorway to the sitting room as Jisoo pulled open the front door, her expression that of surprise, but also distaste.

"Sookhee, what brings you here?" That had piqued the teenager's interest as she soon found herself beside Jisoo, a brow quirked.

"Our mother. I would like to think you might appreciate the information that I bring to you." Sookhee took the liberty to see herself in, forcing her younger sister to step back.

Jisoo's eyes narrowed, suspicion prickling the hairs on the back of her neck. "And what exactly do you have to tell me? I thought you had only talked with Minhyeon once."

"About that..."

"Why the hell are you here? To spy on me for that woman?" The brunette stood stark upright, glaring down through her nose at the auburn haired woman before her. "I should have known you had been associating with her the moment that you entered my house. All of that information? She wouldn't have told you that within just one day."

"That is why I am here. I want to explain myself to you. I..." Sookhee looked between her sister and the blonde that stood next to her, and then back. "I want to warn you about what that woman plans on doing."

"Why on Earth would you warn me? How could I ever trust the likes of you, Sookhee, when you had come into my home and so blatantly lied to my face?"

"You lied to me, too, little sister." She was prickling moments later, those pale eyes shooting daggers at the darker woman in front of her. "Sterile? I mean, come on! Sure, sterility may be an indirect problem if your lover is that of the same gender... And to think this... girl wasn't anything the way that she had been acting with you that day. I am not stupid nor blind when I could clearly see what was written out in from of me." Sookhee scoffed and Jisoo nearly lunged at her.

Instead, the brunette remained in her spot, expression stoic and stone cold. "Either tell me about Mother, or leave. I will not have you arguing with me over this once again."

"Fine." Sookhee bit, her arms crossing over the deep, forest green dress that she wore. "But I suggest we find someplace more comfortable to have this conversation."

Without a word, Jisoo lifted an arm towards the sitting room before marching towards the direction. Jennie followed as well as Sookhee until the thrice of them had found their designated spots. Jisoo and Jennie sat hip to hip on the couch as Sookhee took the chair kitty-corner to it.

"Please, enlighten me with the information that you bring. What is Mother's plan?"

Sookhee shifted slightly in her spot as if to get more comfortable, soon wetting her lips before she spoke, her crisp accent filling the room. "Her plan equates to something far more sinister than even my most wildest of imaginations could muster. That woman had snatched me up the moment that she had realized that I could be used as a pawn in her game. This game of hers was not fair... she wasn't fair."

"But that woman is never fair." Jisoo mumbled, her lip curled.

"I know. She had cheated her way across the board as she always had in life, playing her role as the ruthless lawyer, tearing through mere innocents to get to where she wanted. Minhyeon wanted nothing of me. She had merely feigned her sympathy as she took me under her wing. She only needed me to fly to you, my dear sister.

"Once she had gotten there, once she was sure that she had fully landed with her feet firmly planted on the ground, she tossed me aside like the trimmings of fat off a divine piece of meat. I am worthless, as she had said. I am disposable.

"Jisoo, I now understand of why you were quick to reject even the smallest of offers from that woman and I cannot cease to apologize enough for my quippy attitude upon our first meeting.

"I am unsure if you have ever known that I had been associating with our lovely mother when I first arrived. We had been talking for roughly two years as she brought me promise of inheriting the firm. I had not originally known who she was nor had I intended to steal what she had to offer until I stumbled upon her doorstep with the attitude of an adopted child that was curious to know of their birth parents, but she had not wanted to know me.

"It wasn't easy to sit that woman down long enough to convince her to let me in. It took weeks, near months until she had decided that I was adequate enough to take over the business that she had so evidently cherished. I would say that woman loved her firm more than the children that had grown in her womb.

"But it had all been just a mere ploy, in her natural habit. Though, I am not here to share the daily gossip and pity stories with you, little sister. I am here to warn you of what mother has waiting up her sleeve. She had spilled her ultimate plan to me, however insolent that had been. I can only assume that she had opened her plan for my knowledge to reel me onto her side, though at the time, I would have done just about anything to get my hands on that company.

"But now that she had banished me from her kingdom, I come to you with a plea. Please hear me out and be warned. Minhyeon will stop at nothing until she gets your blonde lover away from you. She wants to revert you to her side. She wants you to be normal, however she plans that. I know that you cannot be helped, but that woman is ever insistent and will stop at nothing until she gets exactly what she wants. I simply cannot wrap my head around the fact, but it will be something that I intend to stay away from after this." The older woman sighed, bringing her attention back to her younger sister as she had finished, her hands placed delicately on her lap.

"I already know that, Sookhee. This news was never new to me. Do tell me something I do not know before I kick you out of my house for a waste of my precious time. Mother was so easy to tell me what she wanted, and if she hadn't so blatantly said it, I could still read her enough to figure out her formulated plan. I know our Mother. I have grown up with her, after all." Jisoo was now shifting impatiently in her spot on the couch, those coffee eyes staring her sister down with a harsh attitude. The hand that she had slipped into Jennie's only tightened the more her irritation rose.

"In due time, little sis. It is pointless to take a side when I get nothing in return. Why I am ever helping the likes of you, I never know. Perhaps I am in a generous mood at the moment, or my need for revenge is burning something fierce. But alas, I will not repeat this a second time, so hear me well. This will be the last time we will ever be acquainted." The auburn haired woman sensed her younger sister's annoyance, for she shifted almost uncomfortably in her spot with a heated scowl of her own.

Sookhee's words only made Jennie squeak as the teacher's grip never faltered, her upper lip baring with disgust. "Then get to the damned point. I do not care what side you are on, you came here to tell me of our mother's plan, so do it. My patience is wearing thin."

"Yes, yes. Minhyeon is planning on following you to Boston, track you down, what have you. She knows that you have finally moved to resign from your job- that woman has eyes and ears all over this town. But I assume that you know of her knowledge, for she had threatened that very thing of you during her departure.

"But that is not all that she knows. She also has knowledge of your plan on seeking employment at the very university that your young partner will be attending. Before you ask how she has knowledge of such information, I told you that she has eyes and ears all over this town... and more specifically in your bedroom in that stuffed rag of yours." There was a slight hesitance in Sookhee's words, her face appearing to turn a sickly green as she thought of that very stuffed rag.

"How the hell do I know you're even telling the truth, Sookhee? For all I know, you're still on Mother's side. No Kim woman can ever be trusted, especially ones associated with her." Jisoo was quick to bite back, wariness prickling the hairs on the back of her neck. She always had a feeling that there was something wrong with that bear her mother had given her. Minhyeon wouldn't be so willing to hand back something from the brunette's childhood, especially something that she had grown so fond of during that time.

And that woman's knowledge of everything was alarming. Though she hadn't trusted her elder sister, she had a feeling that woman was telling her the truth.

"If you do not believe me, check the stitching on the back. Tear it open. Squeeze it. It's in there. I'm the one that had implanted the bug for her."

"You? You've been spying on us?" Jisoo growled angrily. "This is all the more reason I should not trust a single word coming from your mouth. You could be lying, even about the bug."

"I cannot bring my very eyes to meet yours with some of the things that had been picked up from the device and I blush to think about it, but the information was valuable when you had conversations within distance of the bear...

"I cannot tell you exactly what mother has planned when she sees to it to bring herself to Boston with you, but she wants nothing more than that girl's head on a plate and you attached to a leash. She will stop at nothing to tear you two apart, even if that means destroying the very thing that you love. That is all I can warn you of, so I recommend that you prepare yourselves and watch your backs. Heed my advice before you become another victim of that woman's treachery."

"I already am a victim of Minhyeon, Sookhee. I have been for twenty-eight years. You have told me nothing of value." Jisoo coldly stated, standing from her spot.

It was true. Sookhee had told her things that the brunette teacher had already known- sans the bug in her childhood memorabilia. Though, there was still no reason to believe her sister's tellings about any of this. For all Jisoo knew, that woman could still be playing on her mother's side of the board. As Sookhee had said, she would stop at nothing to get her hands on that company and was greedy enough to hurt anyone in her way, just as Minhyeon was.

But there was still an itching feeling that Jisoo had, taunting her in the back of her mind. Sookhee was telling the truth. Jisoo knew it, she could feel it. Though she couldn't shake the thoughts of why her redheaded older sister was helping her now.

"Well, don't say that I hadn't warned you sister. When you find Jennie six feet underground by this month's end, do not come crying to me. My shoulder will be far away from all this drama." Then she stood, coolly gliding towards the foyer with Jisoo to follow.

The words that she had just spoken sliced through the brunette's heart like a knife through butter. She had no doubt her mother would turn to violence if nothing else worked, and there was not a doubt in her mind that Minhyeon would even be willing to kill Jennie if the time came, and the price right.

The faintest of noises bubbled within her throat at the thought. She quickly reached behind her to seek out Jennie's hand, her heart squeezing in her chest when she had found it.

"Why are you telling me all of this?" She lightly inquired before Sookhee could open the front door.

The older woman paused, slowly turning around to find large, brown eyes reflecting back on her. Sookhee's own pale eyes fell to their intertwined hands, a flash of emotion flickered in them, disappearing before Jisoo could make out what it was. Then she brought those hesitant eyes back up to meet with her sister's, her voice quiet as she spoke.

"Because I can see the love between you two, and I have heard the idle conversation after Mother was long off to bed. I can see, even now, how strong you two adore each other, and I know that it is something rare to have a love like that." Sookhee shifted, leaning against the door for a moment as she looked between the duo, her lips twitching when she saw the two lovers share a warm glance towards each other as they contemplated those words.

"I was so blinded by Mother's offer that I hadn't thought to actually take a look, to see things as you see them, unlike Minhyeon who just wants nothing more than for her daughter to be normal. But normality is not something we should live by." There was a slight pause as Sookhee exhaled, a haunted look on her face. "We are all different in some way, and that's okay. I was never disgusted by the fact that you were a lesbian. In fact, one of my friends had turned out to be gay and I covered for him rather often."

"Really?" Jisoo's eyes widened slightly at the new information, earning a nod from her older sister. The redheaded woman's information was easing the prickling sensation, though it was still faint. Was she trying to drag Jisoo onto her side? Or was this just another ploy to do just that so Jisoo would let her guard down?

"I am not bigoted like our dear Mother, though, I was willing to do or be just about anything to please her, even if that meant narrowing my mind. You are not sick, Jisoo, no matter what Minhyeon has embedded into your mind. Love knows no boundaries and that is the most beautiful thing. You are lucky when you find that one person; your soul mate.

"And I... I just cannot let Mother ruin that for you. So I had come to warn you, though it may not be much. But at least you will be prepared and you can fight her back. Take control of your life and... protect Jennie." Her gaze fell on the young blonde, looking indifferent as she forced a smile on her face. "I wish you two long, happy lives where your love will flourish as will your family. Please, Jisoo, trust me on what I am telling you. Protect Jennie. Get her away. Get away from it all."

"And how do you propose that I do that?" Jisoo's voice was quiet as she thought about what her older sister had said, a wave of panic suddenly gripping her every nerve.

"Don't go to Boston. Or, at least, don't bring your precious Jennie to Boston. Leave her here. Mother knows where you are going, and everything that you will be doing. You have discussed too much while you were in your bedroom and I am afraid that she had heard everything you have on your agenda-"

"I cannot just leave Jennie here. She was the one that wanted to go to Boston in the first place. I will not take that away from her." The brunette woman slipped an arm around her girlfriend's waist, tugging her close against her. The blonde remained quiet, though her forest green eyes were a whirlwind of emotion.

"Then be warned, Jisoo." Sookhee's voice turned solemn as she gazed upon the two women in front of her, soon tearing it away as she turned to open the front door. "So long as Minhyeon is alive, she will stop at nothing until her daughter needs her."

And then she was gone, leaving Jisoo to stare at the door in front of her.

So long as Minhyeon is alive, she will stop at nothing until her daughter needs her.

Those words echoed through her mind, shaking her to her very core.

Jisoo had only ever really needed her mother once in her life, and that was when she was in absolute despair with no job, nor a roof over her head. And that thought had only driven the teacher into further insanity. She didn't have a job, and the one lined up in Boston hadn't responded back to her application.

But she still had a roof. She still had the place in which she stood, or so her mother had offered her up before her departure. Though, Minhyeon still owned the house and she could take it away from Jisoo within a matter of seconds.

There was still that apartment that she was renting in Boston.

She still had a roof.

She didn't need to fall back on her mother.

But then the squeeze against her side had her heart sinking to her feet.

Minhyeon would kill Jennie if she had to, to get Jisoo to fall back on her.

The brunette teacher wasn't stupid enough to run to her mother if that were to happen. And she was sure the lawyer wasn't, either. So what did that woman have up her sleeve?

"Chu, are you going to be alright?" Jennie's soft, sweet voice queried from beside her.

"Uh... yes. I will be, sweetheart." Jisoo offered her a hesitant smile, tilting her head to press a soft kiss to the blonde's lips. "Now, come on. We've still got some planning to do for your graduation."

...

"Up up up!" A husky voice and hand on her arm had woken Jennie, or at least roused her from the light slumber she was trying to partake in. Her emerald eyes popped open to meet with dark chocolate, and ablinked... then blinked again once she had realized where exactly those brown eyes were.

Jisoo was on her knees at the side of the bed, an amused smile on her lips as a hand gently stroked the golden locks on her young lover's head. "Good, you're awake. Now you need to get up and get your little tush ready so we can go eat breakfast."

"What time is it?" Jennie muttered, soon realizing that it had come out as a whine when the brunette gave her that look.

With a soft tsk, Jisoo pushed herself up from her position on the floor to gaze at the electronic clock on the opposite side of the bed. "It's a quarter to eight."

"What?" The blonde squawked up at the brunette before rolling over, tossing the blankets over her head and snuggling back down against the mattress. "Breakfast doesn't start until, like, nine-thirty. That's a whole hour and a half."

"While you are correct, Jennie, you are also misguided. You understand, I have to be at the restaurant early to help with preparations. I know that it may sound completely inane to go so early before the students arrive, and a teacher at that since the owners of the eatery should be able to take care of such preparations, but- and yes, there's a but- it's my job. There are too many students that will not be attending that have not paid, which means that we have to set up lines and tables by last names, and need I remind you how tedious it is to be a teacher sometimes." The English teacher gazed down to the blonde who had eventually found her way onto her back to be met with a charming smile.

"I would suggest that you could sleep in until the time for the students to attend breakfast would come but I don't want to go alone." She puffed out her bottom lip, giving Jennie a pouty, puppy-dog look. It hadn't lasted long before she burst into a short bout of laughter from the confused face the blonde gave her and shook her head. "No, but I suppose if you would prefer to stay here for another hour, I am fine with that. I wouldn't think you'd want to sit in the car for that period of time because I'm uncertain if any early bird students are allowed into the restaurant before the designated breakfast time."

"Like any of these teenagers will be early." The blonde mumbled under her breath as she sat herself up, a lengthy yawn ripping from her throat. "If there's an opportunity to sleep in, we take it."

"More than just teenagers will jump at that opportunity." Jisoo chuckled softly as she made her way to the bathroom. "We are all human, after all, and most people in this day and age enjoy sleeping in." There was a pause as she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, making a face. "Except for those morning people. I am fully convinced that they are not human, or at least sane. How on Earth can someone be so cheery that early in the day?"

Jennie chuckled softly, her head shaking. "Beats me with a wooden stick."

"I'd like to beat you with a wooden stick." The brunette's voice had dropped incredibly low, causing the hairs on the blonde's body to stand on end, her eyes slightly widening.

"Yeah, but there isn't any time. I apologize." She smirked soon after, donning a tantalizing visage as she pushed the covers off her. Jennie stood from the bed, Jisoo watching with a soft grin of her own.

"Oh, you are maddening, aren't you?"

"Indeed I can be." The blonde gave her a look, one that resembled that of a satisfied cat. "Now, why don't you get ready and I'll-"

"Take a shower with me." Jisoo interrupted, pulling the groggy teenager up from the bed before she could protest.

Jennie grumbled softly, mostly obscenities from being pulled out of bed as she followed her girlfriend to the en suite bathroom. Her eyes were heavy, her body exhausted from the lack of sleep the night previous. The two of them had fretted over Sookhee's untimely visit and her near futile warning that only set Jisoo's already frazzled nerves on end.

After Jennie had successfully distracted Jisoo from her worries, the two of them had finished with their current objective for the upcoming graduation, ordering their dresses for the dance and completed any other preparations that they had come up with. Jennie was sure that they had that day planned out down to the very second.

Jisoo was satisfied, and that had meant Jennie was as well, for she didn't have to hear the former nag on about procrastination. Though the canary would keep singing since the very word was Jennie's middle name when it came to school, or at least its events.

Which was her reluctance this morning as she trailed behind Jisoo, her slender wrist in the brunette's tight grasp.

"Oh, come on." The teacher mewled, tugging at her young lover's tank top as they had found themselves in the lavatory. Jennie couldn't help but to smile, her body responding already to Jisoo's gentle touches. Her mind was becoming more alert, her eyes widening. She couldn't stay grouchy for long around that woman, especially when she wore that smile- rich and seductive.

Jisoo really was feeling better, and that definitely was a good thing.

"What will you bribe me with this morning?" Jennie cheekily responded to the older woman's earlier statement. There was a moment's hesitation before Jisoo had spoken, her olive fingers plucking at the blonde's straps.

"We don't much time, my love." These fingers soon found soft, ivory skin as they delicately danced over Jennie's cheek.

"But perhaps I may have something to offer in the form of a metaphorical rain check... That is, if you do not mind?"

"And when might this later be, if not now? Can't we just kill two birds with one stone in the shower?" Jennie gave her a sultry look, her lower lip catching between her teeth.

"I apologize." Jisoo frowned for but a moment, her palm flattening against the younger woman's face. Jennie turned into it, her features softening. "How about a down payment? If I allow you to... wash me, will you hold out until breakfast is over?"

"Lemme think about that." Jennie smirked, turning her head to press a gentle kiss to Jisoo's hand.

"Are you honestly going to start this game when we have very little time to play it?" The teacher clucked with an arched brow.

Jennie chuckled, moving away from Jisoo as she peeled her sleepwear off. "I accept your proposition."

Molten chocolate eyes ate up the exposed, pale flesh in front of her. A faint smirk quirked her lips as those very orbs met with Jennie's, one foot moving in front of the other. The distance soon closed between them, the inches waning as Jennie matched each step forward with one back before hitting the wall behind her.

Hard, cool tile shocked the blonde, her entire backside felt frozen against the bathroom wall. Her front side was soon covered by warm, satin-like flesh as Jisoo's petite frame pressed tightly against the younger woman. Tawny fingers, slender and nimble, skated up pale sides while a soft giggle slipped from Jennie's lips at the contact, her body squirming the more those fingers explored.

"You're wiggling all over the place." Jisoo chuckled, her breath was hot and moist as it caressed Jennie's neck with each puff.

"That's because you're tickling me." The blonde wrinkled her nose playfully, knowing that her words were rather obvious, as told by the expression that the older woman had donned.

"Is that so?" She quirked a brow, those fingers not ceasing their movements as she continued to trace the contour of her lover's body.

Jennie made a soft sound and she nodded, her own hands finding themselves on the brunette's behind to pull her closer. Jisoo smirked slowly, mouth dropping to the younger woman's pale neck, pressing the softest of kisses to the warming surface. They hummed in unison, breathing ragged in the small room as the two of them made a tango backwards towards the shower- Jisoo in lead.

"Come. We can't waste time." The brunette murmured with a breath, one foot rising to enter the tub as she continued to tug at her younger lover, urging her to join.

Jennie didn't hesitate to respond to the demand, readily moving under the warm spray of water that Jisoo had started as soon as the older woman was fully in. The blonde took her position behind the brunette, watching as the tawny-skinned woman stepped underneath the warming water to wet her hair.

It was then that Jennie couldn't take her eyes off that raven-haired beauty, those forest eyes raking over the beads of water rolling down flawless skin. Every inch of the teacher was pure woman. From those perfect toes painted crimson to the big, sparkling brown eyes watching her, warm with emotion.

"Are you watching me?" Jisoo's voice rumbled off the tile, one of those brows quirking. "Someone sure is a voyeur."

Jennie smirked, not at all ashamed of being caught staring. "I totally am when I'm voyeuring your sexy body."

A soft giggle bubbled in the brunette's throat at the younger woman's remark, her head shaking as she grabbed Jennie's arm to bring her under the spray in which the blonde was anything but ready for. She squeaked softly when the water suddenly covered her face, causing her to sputter out the water that managed to enter her mouth.

"You're too dramatic for your own good." Jisoo tittered, maneuvering around the blonde as she made her way behind Jennie to grab the shampoo.

"You totally shoved me under that water!" The amused spark in her eyes had Jisoo chuckling even more. However she found the blonde's reaction so amusing, she would never know. Perhaps it was the look Jennie was giving her with those doe-eyes staring incredulously at her or the way her already thin lips seemed to disappear into a tight line.

"You say 'totally' way too much for your own good." The teacher's words were short bubbles of laughter until they had finally subsided, leaving her to stare quietly at her partner, lips parted to take in the oxygen her lungs had lacked.

"I do not! 'Totally' is totally not my word." There was a pause before Jennie blinked and looked as if she had wanted to slap herself. "... I did not mean to do that. You didn't hear it."

"Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil." Jisoo held up the apple scented shampoo, her visage stoic as if she weren't at all nude, wet, and in the shower, holding that bottle of shampoo like it were a mighty talisman.

And it was that very fact that had the blonde teenager suppressing the giggles threatening to spill out of her mouth. She forcibly swallowed them down, immediately turning around as she did so to hide the upcoming expression on her face. But her action had allowed Jisoo to snatch up the damp golden locks in one hand and lather them with the fruity soap held in her other.

Jennie stood there quietly, allowing her lover to wash her hair with a relatively large smile on her face and let her mind wander. The two of them often showered together, lest it to save time or just spend time together- although they literally spend almost every hour of the day together. The blonde always loved hopping into the steamy shower with the older woman.

The way Jisoo's slender fingers moved through the wet slab of her hair relaxed her into an eternal bliss. They massaged her scalp in a way that she never thought would take her to such a serene place with warm, wet water pouring down her back and the slick skin of the brunette's body occasionally brushing against her backside.

Jennie's eyes fluttered shut as she allowed the memories to merge with reality, her body swaying slightly as it automatically leaned into Jisoo's own when the older woman tried to reach the top of her head. A soft hitch of air sounded behind her from the newest contact which had only sent a sliver of heat coursing down the teenager's spine.

The pleasurable tingle only grew unfathomably unbearable as Jisoo kept adding incredulous amounts of friction with each movement she made to rinse the shampoo from Jennie's long locks. Her breasts felt hard against the soft skin of the blonde's pale back, which had only alerted Jennie of her own arousal, causing her own body to grow heavier with sudden desire. Her breath was nothing but mere puffs of repressed air, her heart drumming against her chest in a rapid tattoo.

"You're... ah, all rinsed out." Jisoo's words were strangled, hoarse, as if she hadn't talked in days.

"Yeah. Thanks." Jennie tried to nonchalantly shrug off the small moment as she stepped forward and turned around to face the brunette before her. Those once chocolate brown eyes turned almost black since the last time she had seen them. A lip found its way between her teeth, getting chewed like a rubber bone when that shampoo was handed to her.

"You're welcome." The teacher murmured, stepping into the shower of water to re-wet her hair so Jennie could repeat the same process she had just done on her young lover.

And so Jennie had, as quickly and carefully as possible, trying hard to keep from fueling the soft-burning flame already lit in her lower belly. She was overall successful, only brushing against the brunette once when the muscles in her stomach had grown tired.

"And you're all finished!" Jennie finally breathed, glad that the torture of shampooing was over, though the shower was far from that.

The two of them had quickly put in their own conditioner, allowing it to sit as they gathered up the small loofas to lather with soap. In which had started yet another difficult task.

The two of them rarely made it out of the shower without fooling around at least a little bit, but with the limited time on their hands, they would have to skip the naughty acts in order to make it to the restaurant on time.

Well, on time in Jisoo's sense since the teacher had to be there before the rest of the students in order to organize the breakfast before they came. That fact still had Jennie boiling, but she had tried to make peace with it in order to get through with the day so she was able to return home to sleep once again.

Unfortunately, they were stuck with little time and a day of frustration until the older woman returned from her day at work. Jennie tried to keep that in mind as said woman made circular motions on her back with the soapy loofa. No matter how good that felt, or how many tingles were shot straight down her spine to pool in the lower of her belly, the blonde had to keep it sated. She had to keep her mind away from the gutter.

Which, of course, proved rather difficult because that damned loofa was moving towards her front side and brushing against a very sensitive part of her. The faintest of whimpers fell from Jennie's lips at that moment and she knew just then that Jisoo had heard her because the brunette paused.

"Do you like that?" She whispered and Jennie could just hear the smirk in her pleased tone.

"I'm not allowed to disclose that information." The teenager choked, her words wavering on the tip of her tongue.

The sounds of Jisoo's husky laughter fell off the tiled walls of the shower, drowning Jennie in the rich sea of the honeyed tune. The blonde bit her lip, her head turning slightly to look at the tanned woman behind her. She stood there, wearing nothing but a salacious smirk on her face as the cooling water drummed on her flawless skin, sliding in cool drops down every delicious curve of her body.

Jennie could have died and gone to heaven just then. Her heart pounded almost painfully against her chest, feeling as if the organ would burst from her chest at any moment.

"Does that mean that you don't like it, love?" Jisoo never lost that smirk, but instead gained a sultry complexion with a lower lip disappearing into her mouth. "Or you do and you just don't want to admit it because of what I said?"

"No answer." The blonde immediately murmured, eyes as wide as a deer caught in headlights. "Clean time. It's time to get clean. We can't get dirty. No time."

"As much as I would love to disagree with that statement, I can't." Jisoo leaned forward to press her plump lips softly against her young lover's in a chaste kiss. Her fingers closed around Jennie's slender wrist as the blonde responded, her mind buzzing as it disappeared into a blissful void.

Then all too quickly it was over and Jisoo was stepping away, leaving a breathless Jennie to watch the older woman pass over the loofa with a sultry smile. "Now it's your turn."

"Gratefully!" The blonde beamed, not hesitating as she took the loofa from her lover. Quickly, she traded places with the teacher, allowing Jisoo under the showerhead as she grabbed the body soap.

"Unfortunately we do not have much time," Jisoo whispered, watching as the teenager used a hand to lather the soap into a foamy substance.

"I'll do my best to hurry. You need cleaned." Jennie gave her a cheeky grin as she already began to scrub at the olive skin of the brunette's arm. "I mean... not saying that you're filthy or stinky or anything, but... you know. Hygiene stuff."

With a tsk, the teacher lifted her arms up to allow the blonde more access. "Yes, of course. I understand." Jisoo gave her a wry smile, twirling around teasingly as Jennie had continued, making circular motions across the older woman's back.

"Rub-a-dub-dub." Jennie snickered under her breath, drawing closer to Jisoo's backside. She let her chin on the older woman's shoulder as her hands wrapped around said woman's waist, loofa still squeezed tight in her hand. "Two women in a tub."

"... Jennie, no." But the words were a chuckle as they left Jisoo's lips, her body rumbling against Jennie's front with a pleasant tingle. "We need to hurry."

"I know!" The blonde jutted out her lower lip, but made haste as she quickly scrubbed the rest of her girlfriend's body, trying her best to ignore the hitched breaths that it earned. Her efforts to block out the sweet, erotic noises remained futile for it only increased tenfold, the blonde's abdomen feeling as if it were aflame.

"I... I think that you're clean enough, right?"

"Right," Jisoo couldn't seem get the word out of her mouth fast enough, but as soon as it had left her lips, Jennie dropped the shower puff as if it were a hot coal.

The two quickly rinsed off whatever soap was left from their bodies, eyes shying away from each other's nude forms. They didn't need to waste more time than they already had and the two of them knew that, for distraction was plentiful in a shower that held the two closer than peas bound in a pod.

And that pod was suffocating when there was no time to play.

Jennie had found that out the hardest way of all as she grabbed a towel from the rack to quickly sponge off the remaining beads of water, rapidly cooling her skin with goose bumps. She dared a glance towards her older lover, white terrycloth over her golden mane to allow her a sneaking look.

Jisoo was standing there in front of the mirror, towel already wrapped around her thin frame in a toga-style while she stood with her fingers in her hair in an attempt to tame the wild and wet mane that she called her hair. She donned a slight pout on her plump, pink lips when she discovered her fingers merely tangled in the dark, damp locks.

"I need a brush and stat." The older woman's deep voice rumbled next to the blonde who quickly covered her face up with the towel.

If she were going to be caught staring, she was going to do it with dignity.

Whatever grace came out of covering her face oh so conspicuously with that white terrycloth. Jennie grinned behind the towel for a moment when a pause lilted Jisoo's statement because that gave her away. The blonde quickly fluffed the rest of the water from her hair, donning the same toga-style that Jisoo had with her own towel.

"... Can you please hand it to me?"

"Uh, yeah." Jennie passed over the brunette's hairbrush before going in to grab her own, quickly combing out the tangles in her hair until it was a satisfactory sheet of wet locks.

Meanwhile, Jisoo was nursing her hair with special lotions and mousses, (or whatever the hell she held in those bottles she squirts into her hair), and a hairdryer that let those clumpy chocolate strands transform into the usual fluffy locks.

And then those perfect, pink lips moved as the familiar husky voice erupted from them. "Take a picture, it will last longer."

Jennie blinked slightly, realizing this was directed at her. Of course, considering the two of them were the only ones in the bathroom. The blonde hadn't realized she was watching the brunette's transformation from wet cat to fluffy kitty.

"You're amazing." She found the words pouring out of her mouth before the teenager could even form a proper sentence to give instead.

"Well, I do suppose I just have that... aura about me, yeah?" The teacher gave her a wink and fluffed the ends of her hair up.

"Oh definitely, Chu." Jennie giggled softly, leaning in to quickly brush her lips against the older woman's olive cheek, then quickly dropped her towel and hopped from the bathroom with another chuckle.

The blonde immediately heard a soft noise behind her and the light pad of footsteps as she made her way across the bedroom in order to locate the clothes that she had set out earlier. She quickly donned her undergarments, relieving the awkward breeze of air hitting her bare bits and was about to reach for her jeans when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. Jennie paused momentarily, a smile curving her lips into something sweet when the scent of her girlfriend's spicy perfume tore through her senses and consumed her. She leaned into the rich aroma, her head resting against the older woman's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" She inquired quietly, eyes sliding towards the digital clock on the bed to note the time. There wasn't long before they needed to leave. Which was rather unfortunate, she thought as her eyes fluttered shut and let the warmth of the other consume her.

"Holding you for a moment." Jisoo's reply was a breeze of air against the blonde's ear, earning another tug of her lips. She was warm against Jennie's backside. She was real and alive. Each breath that the brunette took shadowed the blonde's own, lulling her into a sweet trance; freezing time to just that moment.

"I love you, you know that?" Jennie chuckled her words, though there was no humor behind it. She merely wrapping her arms around Jisoo's as her lover had replied with the equivalent, voice saturated with the feeling of the words she told.

The blonde could float, her head was so far above her. The skies were glorious with the sun as a splotch of yellow light, brightly lighting her path amongst the cotton-like clouds dotting the cerulean backdrop. The breeze caressed her skin like soft, warm fingers and carried the faint scent of faraway perfumes.

Jisoo perfumes.

Very close Jisoo perfumes.

And the airway that they traveled by seemed to suddenly slap her violently against the face as a harsh storm permeated the surrounding area. The sound of crackling thunder roared in her ears as the sound of a familiar voice, reattaching the bonds she broke from reality.

"We need to be leaving soon, so I guess I should... get dressed." The teacher pulled from the blonde, slowly as her hands seemed to linger on the younger woman's abdomen.

Soft, tawny fingers gently caressed the pale, milky flesh leaving behind small bumps in their wake as they slid outwards, then up the sensitive sides with a teasing pattern. Jennie was left shifting awkwardly in her spot, keeping herself from wiggling about as those digits explored further up her curves with shocking electricity with each movement, eventually turning onto her back to detach with reluctance as the connection was lost. The hairs on the blonde's body stood on end, the electricity seizing her every nerve into a shock of pure bliss as it rang up her spine and straight to her brain.

Heat slowly began to dissipate from her body. The once small, pleasant bumps turned into much more unpleasant tingles as the very real breeze bit into her skin, leaving her to shiver. How tedious.

Jennie opened her eyes after a few moments longer, soaking in the surrounding area. She stood in front of the bed where she had been previously with her forgotten clothes in front of her, neatly folded on the mattress. A sigh forced its way from the blonde's body as she picked up her shirt once again, jade orbs sliding towards the colored numbers beside the bed. It felt as if they had been standing there for longer than that clock had shown, though she supposed that she shouldn't exactly complain. They didn't want to run late, after all.

It wasn't long before Jennie had finished completing her attire, complete with shoes and all. Jisoo, on the other hand, was at the mirror with a hand up to her face as she perfected her maquillage. Though, what need was there for her to even put that hunk of face paint on when she was gorgeous without? Jennie couldn't fathom it, but whatever Jisoo had desired the blonde wouldn't argue.

Silently, Jennie made her way behind the older woman to observe each delicate stroke she made with the brush against her cheek and the amusing way she sucked her cheeks in to do so. The blonde gave a soft giggle at that, though tried her best to stifle it behind a hand too late for the brunette quirked a brow at her through the mirror.

"What is so amusing? You have seen me put on makeup before."

The answer clung to the air, drawing it thicker as silence remained. Jennie merely shrugged, lips pursed together because she did this every time Jisoo asked that question after she giggled. She was sure the brunette knew by now but chose not to say so. After all, what was the pleasure in knowledge when feigning ignorance was less mediocre?

"Sometimes I worry for your sanity, Jennie." Jisoo gave a short giggle before going back to her makeup. "You are lucky that I tolerate your tomfoolery."

"Are you sure about that?" The blonde smirked, setting her chin on the brunette's shoulder. "I do not wish to impede on your life, Ms. Kim."

"Ooh, so you're going to play that card?" Chestnut irises connected with brown orbs, an airy upturn of crimson lips reflected in the mirror.

Jennie quickly nodded, kissed the brunette's cheek, and stepped away. "Indeed I am. What are you going to do? Give me detention?"

"Oh, I might be able to think of a punishment suitable for you." The teacher quickly finished up with her current objective before putting the cosmetic items away. "But, of course, that would have to be later."

"You could always take breakfast away from me?" Jennie grinned from across the room, her jacket already donned with the car keys in her hand.

"There is no way in hell that I would do that."

"And why not?"

"Give me those!" Jisoo was already on the blonde's side of the room, snatching those very keys from her younger lover's hand as she walked out the door. "And because I said no. Now get your little tush moving or there won't be any sort of anything later... Promises or not."

"You can't do that!" The blonde's words sounded like a pout as she stumbled after Jisoo.

"Just watch me."

"No!"

"Keep saying 'no' and so will I every time you ask."

"Oh, you're so cold." Jennie growled softly as she found herself in the Mercedes-Benz.

Jisoo was already in the driver's seat with the keys in the ignition, her gaze quickly turning to the blonde as she settled. Her eyes were full of mischief when they met with the blonde's, the sardonic smirk on her lips only seemed to grow wider as Jennie reacted.

"I know I can be, but you needn't make a remark of it."

"Of course I do. What else am I here for?" The blonde smiled, shifting to put her seatbelt on last moment as Jisoo pulled out of the driveway.

"I can think of a few reasons, but I will not bore you with such trivial detail." The brunette teacher grinned at the road ahead, remaining ignorant to the soft grunt of protest that her statement had earned.

"Excuses, excuses, Jisoo."

"I wouldn't speak, Jennie."

That clammed the blonde up, her jaw snapping shut just like the sea creature itself. She pressed herself against the seat and sought out the scenery around them, realizing that their destination was far closer than she had anticipated.

Of course, this was a small town after all. Nothing was far from anything and it was plenty easy to make good time, even if you were running late. That's what Jennie enjoyed the most about living in Storybrooke, but she was also itching to go somewhere large which was why the two of them had decided on moving down to Boston.

Besides, it wasn't like they couldn't visit the small town every once in a while. There were still common interests left here and Jennie wouldn't leave her loving foster parents on the do not call/visit list.

"Would you prefer to wait out here, or would you like to come in?" Jisoo turned to Jennie, breaking the blonde from her wandering thoughts once again.

"What do you think is best?" The blonde's inquiry was a yawn as she unbuckled herself and stretched. "I should probably just stay out here. It's nice. I'll take a little walk around until I should come in."

Jisoo's attention never left Jennie as she spoke, her warm, mocha eyes searching the younger woman's face while she processed the words. "Alright, sweetheart. I will message you when it gets close to opening."

"Perfect." Jennie grinned, hand searching for the door hand to pop it open only to be stopped by a hand on her thigh. She ceased movement, her entire body tensing as she withdrew her gaze from the sidewalk next to her and towards the sweet little brunette seated beside her.

"I'll see you in a bit." Her eyes had a momentary look of confliction in them as she hesitated with her movements, just staring at Jennie for a long few seconds before finally pulling away with a clear of her throat.

"Yeah." Jennie nodded, shot her a smile, and hopped out. She would take a brisk walk around the block, text Chaeyoung where the hell she was, try to search her friend down, and head back to eat all the food that she could stuff into her stomach.

With another yawn, the young blonde stepped further onto the sidewalk and began to head off, her eyes catching on the brunette as she passed. Her footsteps slowed. Jisoo walked with the elegance of a queen and wore the aura of regality. It was impressive for the woman was merely a teacher and nothing more. But, oh, she really was so much more.

Jennie could have melted at those few seconds as she watched the small woman cross into the restaurant, one black high heeled foot in front of the other, the muscles in her calves working as she moved only visible from the knee-length blue dress that hugged every succulent curve of her perfect physique.

Only if it were cooler, Jennie might have been able to quickly walk off the heat sweating her out of the jacket that she wore. She finally tore her gaze away from the teacher's plump rear end when she disappeared into the restaurant.

"Walk. Walk. Walk." She muttered to herself, turning around to head off in the opposite direction, and pulled her phone from her pocket. She was already anxious to get home and get that rain check cashed in.

It was only a quarter to nine.

How long was breakfast going to be, now?

Too long.

Breakfast seemed as if it were too long... And too filling.

By the time Jennie was parked in the passenger's seat of the Mercedes, her stomach felt as if it were going to pop. Groaning softly, the blonde tried to shift into a more comfortable position to relieve the pressure.

"How could so much good food be so painful?" The teenager lamented, hand brushing over her slightly extended stomach.

Jisoo had a look on her face that expressed the answer with her eyebrows in her hairline and her lips pursed into a thin line. "Well, you did have several plates of food."

"No. I didn't have that much. It... just looked like it." Jennie huffed softly, thinking back to the restaurant. She went up to gather several plates of food, that was true, but each plate only harbored one or two separate things. Things that she only thought of while she was eating her previous plate.

Her scattered thoughts made her look like a pig.

And her stomach made her feel like one, too.

"Only if you say so, Jennie." The teacher let out a soft snort at the comment, the corner of her mouth quirked.

Then it hit Jennie like a ton of bricks. She wasn't the only one stuffing her face at the restaurant. Oh, hell no. There were plenty of other people doing the same, and even more so, and that was including...

"I wouldn't talk, Ms. I-Need-That-So-I'll-Pile-It-On-My-Plate-As-Much-As-I-Can-And-Pretend-It's-Dignified." The blonde quirked a brow at Jisoo, giving her a tight little grin. And she stared at her until the brunette looked over with wide eyes and a guilt ridden smile.

"Jennie."

"It's not a lie." Jennie chuckled, stealing Jisoo's well-known endearment. "I watched you like a hawk."

Jisoo gave her a sideways glance, lips quirking into a salty smirk. "Simply because we dined at the same table, my sweet teacher's pet."

"Only because I didn't know where else to sit." The blonde bantered, blood rising to the surface of her cheeks.

"Keep telling yourself that..." A sing-songy hum sounded from beside the pouting blonde, instantly turning the frown upside down as she tittered at the response. "What?"

"Us. We're just..." The giggles were free as they fell from Jennie's lips, each a melodic tune that resounded in the small vehicle. "Bickering, you know?"

"Bickering? Do you honestly believe this to be bickering?" Jisoo quirked a brow, looking half-amused, yet piqued. Though this had merely earned another shrug, the saucy grin on Jennie's face leaving the question to dangle in the car's thick air.

"Sometimes I wonder about you, Ms. Kim." The brunette teacher chuckled, turning onto their street.

"It's playful banter. Something to keep it... all spiced-up, you know?" Jennie finally elaborated, emerald hues focused idly on the pavement that passed ahead.

There was a soft hum before the following response, almost as if it were holding back laughter. "Well, I would have figured keeping a relationship spiced-up would include other... properties other than playful banter. Now, that would be keeping things interesting."

"Then what do you conclude would be keeping things all spicy?"

"Oh, I do have a few ideas." The tone of Jisoo's voice seemed to have dropped dramatically, clinging onto a husky tone that mirrored her welling thoughts. "You see, I do have a check to cash in."

"Indeed you do." Sudden excitement shot straight through the blonde, bringing back memories of their morning and her rain check promise. She grinned widely, not at all modest enough to high it. "And how might you plan on doing that?"

"I believe it starts out a little like this..." The brunette woman leaned forward, lips pursed as she pressed a kiss against the blonde's nose. "And, perhaps a little of this..." Her voice was an absent hum as she brought those sultry red lips to the pale skin of Jennie's cheek. "Mm... and maybe a little here..." The next tender kiss was placed just a mere lip-width down.

Jennie's breath hitched with each feather-light peck that was brushed against her skin, tickling like a butterfly's wings. The curve of her lips turned upwards when those tantalizing lips explored further, each hot and breathy word that the brunette muttered along with them stirred up a fire that threatened to blaze.

She nearly groaned when those lips finally made it closer to her own, pressing firmly against the corner of her smile. Her lips ached to be covered by the older woman's by now, her entire mind focused on the newest desire.

"And one final kiss to set the sail," the brunette rumbled, the words nearly lost in their mingled breaths as she closed the distance with the long-awaited kiss, her wish granted as red meshed with light pink. A soft, sweet kiss it was, only lasting a mere second before she came down again, this time a little rougher.

And the rougher, the better. Jennie groaned at the newest sensation, her body responding eagerly as she moved across the bench seat, arm wrapping around the older woman's waist to pull her closer. Jisoo responded in time, her fingers snaking up the blonde's back and through those delicate curls as she slowly moved into the kiss.

"Car?" Jennie breathed between the next kiss and the last, her pupils dilated.

"Car?" Jisoo echoed, not at all ready for their intimate moment to be complete. She drew her lips back in, this time dropping them to the blonde's neck. Soft, reddened lips traced the column of her younger lover's neck, tasting each delicious inch of the sweet, tender flesh.

"Y-yes," Jennie bit her lip, the sensation buzzing from her neck and down her spine, managing to pool itself somewhere forbidden. A soft gasp left her lips when the brunette had found one of her sweet spots and took advantage, tonguing and nibbling the soft spot to earn more of those precious notes. "Will we... spice it up in here?"

The English teacher hadn't seemed bothered to answer right away as she had continued to provide her attention to the sensitive spot that was harbored in the crook of her neck. Her hands explored otherwise, one still tangled greedily up in the tangled sea of golden locks while the other remained hesitant, resting on Jennie's hip with twitching fingers.

"Mm, no," she finally murmured against the dark pink patch of skin, giving it a tender lick before pulling away with a smirk. "How terribly uncouth to fuck in the car."

"People do it." Jennie shrugged, her head pounding as she felt blood rush quickly to it, filling in her cheeks a rosy tint.

"Yes, Jennie, but we are not regular people."

"I never said regular people do it."

"I simply don't feel comfortable with it." The brunette unfurled her hand from Jennie's hair as she detached herself, sitting back properly in her seat. "Not outside. It's..."

"It's not private?" Jennie concluded her teacher's unfinished sentence, head tilting slightly as she gazed at the flushed brunette before her.

"Exactly. You never know what kind of... pervert might be lurking around." So she had coughed and coyly fixed the dress that Jennie had ruffled up, then reached for the door. "Mm, why don't we get inside before we waste any more time?"

"I am definitely behind you." The blonde battled the door to open and stumbled out, finding Jisoo to be halfway to the door by the time she had ever managed to close the door. "How the hell?"

"When you have very little time, it makes you do... wondrous things." Jisoo smirked behind at Jennie who still attempted to catch up, succeeding in doing so when the brunette was stumped with the door key.

"How about the door?" The blonde mumbled, half to herself as she watched the front door get pushed into the foyer.

But the teacher had heard those muttered words and voiced her knowledge of them upon turning around to confront the very blonde teenager that they came from. "What did you say?"

"Nothing. Nothing at all." Jennie was quick to deny the words that she had early spoken, rushing herself inside to shut the door. There was no telling what Jisoo would say about that. It was another one of those ideas that had been shot down more than once.

That was right. Jennie had suggested that before. They had become rather hot and heavy while in the foyer, or even just outside after getting home from either school or a small trip somewhere else. It would have been one of those times that the blonde's more eager side had taken over and was about willing to get relief in the spot where she stood. But it was Jisoo's more logical brain that had guided them to at least a more comfortable area.

But now that Jisoo stared at Jennie with those darkened chocolate eyes, real contemplation bubbling within them as if she were seriously considering that option. And for that moment, Jennie had hope.

Hope?

Hope that they would defile that poor front door?

"You said something about the door again, didn't you?" She queried, though she already knew what the blonde had said. It was later confirmed when Jennie nodded, a light smirk on her lips.

"You'll probably-"

"Then let's do it, Jennie."

"I knew it. You-" But then she blinked, because, did she really just say that? Was she truly being serious? "Wait, what?"

"Let's do it." Jisoo smirked, backing the blonde up against the white painted door. Each move was like an enchanting aphrodisiac, burrowing the blonde in deeper and deeper until she was drunk of lust. "I don't have much time. Why not? Let's... spice things up."

"Mmm, remember, you said it." Jennie purred, sliding her arms around the older woman's neck.

And like that, their lips were on each other's like clockwork. Jisoo's hands were gathering her young lover's face into them, one's fingers sliding heatedly through her hair as the other gently slide across the smooth surface of Jennie's warm cheek. The blonde's body was buzzing, overwhelmed, and tingling with excitement. She didn't know what the hell to do or what to grab in that moment, so she did the first thing she thought about doing. Her hands fell to the brunette's behind, squeezing her lower half tighter against her front which had earned an unexpected moan.

"Chu..." Jennie pulled from the kiss, her hot breath puffing against red, swollen lips. "I have an idea."

"Don't speak. Just do." The brunette groaned, readying herself for another kiss but was immediately denied when Jennie had taken control and twirled them around, slamming her against the door instead. This had earned a breathless gasp, but was not further questioned and instead was greeted by another frantic kiss.

That was all that was needed to trigger the next step in Jennie's destined plan. She returned the intimate gesture, fervently seeking out her lover's lips as pale digits slid over heated tawny flesh. A smirk found its way on her face at the reaction it had earned; goose flesh pebbled underneath her fingertips the further she had explored. Her lips remained attached to Jisoo's, their tongues dueling for a dominance that never seemed to be found. Fingers tugged futilely at clothes that wouldn't budge while their bodies never got the relief they needed through the cloth covering them.

Jennie's hand fell away from the brunette's shoulder's to slide steadily under the hem of the indigo dress that the latter wore. Jisoo shivered slightly at the contact, those cool, slender fingers creeping skillfully up her warm thighs in search of a certain treasure. But that treasure was far from the brunette's desires as Jennie curled her digits around the waistband of the panties that were hidden.

"What..." Jisoo breathed the word, but was immediate shushed by the younger woman as she proceeded to complete the task at hand. And as she had, Jennie's lips left the brunette's, only to slide down her tender neck and over the exposed expanse of her breastbone. A pleading cry left her lips, her own fingers curling into the blonde mane as it lowered; moving over her breasts and down her abdomen until it reached the hands that finally tugged that panties down long, tanned legs.

Jisoo helplessly watched as the black scrap of fabric was tossed behind Jennie, the latter uncaringly hiking the skirt of her dress up to reveal what she had desired. The brunette's head fell back against the door, fingers tightening in the locks that she held with anticipation. Her hips bucked slightly, almost as if they were impatient on getting the attention that they had deserved.

A spicy grin grew across Jennie's face at the reaction. She knew they were on limited time and that seemed rather unfortunate. There was always some sort of fantasy about taking Jisoo against the front door that continuously resonated in her mind, and she had rarely imagined it to turn out like this. Though, that wasn't saying this was imperfect. It was going rather well, but a speedy process it was.

Unfortunate, she thought, lifting one of the brunette's legs over her shoulder so she could position herself correctly. They wouldn't exactly have too many days left in this house which would leave it unlikely they would ever do something like this again. Jennie shrugged mentally to herself. It was a special, intimate moment between them nonetheless. Why did something such as this seem to make her feel even closer to the brunette? She always wondered that very thing.

Of course, that was the thing about sex; mating, if she would get more technical. Well, rash. It was usually used as something to bond two people together. It was a special thing saved for a special someone, or that was what she had been told in school. Otherwise, it was all around her. In the movies, on television, it wasn't used as something special. It was used to help out one another. Like a "you scratch my back, I scratch yours" sort of thing.

Wait, what the hell am I even thinking about? Jennie furrowed her brows.

Intimacy. That was about the only thing she could think about at the moment as she dove forward, taking a taste of the forbidden fruit displayed before her.

"Oh," Jisoo moaned at the newest contact and bucked her hips automatically against the blonde, fingers tugging almost painfully at her hair.

Jennie smirked, working her tongue over the sensitive folds, poking and prodding here and there, earning a few moans and yelps of pleasure. But she knew that wasn't enough. That was never enough. Intent to give her lover the release that she deserved, the blonde proceeded with her wicked exploration, that tongue delving into deeper areas that left Jisoo shuddering a breath above her.

"R-Right there! More, please!"

The plea left echoing in the foyer was enough for Jennie to continue. She disappeared between those taut thighs, one of her hands getting caught with Jisoo's own in a desperate need to find ground as the other sought out the delicious mounds on her lover's chest. Hips rocked desperately against her tongue, drumming a steady beat on the front door as she was bombarded by pleasurable pain; her hair ready to become a wig at any given moment.

"I feel like I'm going to vomit..." Jisoo moaned in between her desperate cries, her pace never seemed to slow as she continued to ride the younger woman's face with great bravado.

But it was Jennie that had paused out of concern, looking up at her lover with a glistening face. "Do you want me to stop?"

"N-No... Don't stop. It feels too good." The brunette pleaded, forcing the blonde's head back down as she continued back up at the pace they had kept before.

"If yer shoor" Jennie's voice was muffled before continuing back to where she left off, this time trying to press closer to enter her a little deeper.

"I-I am, Jennie. Just too much food." There was a momentary pant as Jisoo got back into their previous dance, the leg wrapped around Jennie gripped even tighter when the blonde had tried to move away to inquire her concerns once again. "J-Just continue, baby. I-I'm almost there." There was a squeeze to her hand as if it were meant to be reassuring.

With a grunt, the blonde merely continued off her lover's words. And just as promised by Jisoo, the older woman was growing more desperate with her movements as she rode high up the mountain of ecstasy until she had exploded with pleasure. Her cry resonated through the foyer and no doubt the entire house as she climaxed, her rocking hips jerky against Jennie's working tongue, trying to keep that beautiful high to continue.

"Oh, Jennie..." The brunette choked as she tried so desperately to cling onto the blonde, even if it were just her hair and a hand. It was enough as she cruised the high cloud until it disappeared and she tumbled back down to solid ground. And as she had, her ass had also found the ground with Jennie awkwardly pulling her head away with a mousey grin.

"I apologize, darling." Jisoo shot her a sheepish grin, hand extending towards the blonde's cheek. "I almost squished you."

"It's okay." What mind did Jennie have when she brought the woman she loved to a glorious climax? She was right. You can do wondrous things with little time.

The teacher chuckled breathlessly, making grabby hands for the blonde to enter her arms in which the latter had gladly accepted and curled into them comfortably. "I will never say no to front door sex again."

"That sounds... hilarious, actually." The blonde couldn't help but to cough, letting her active dirty mind shine through. Jisoo wasn't particularly amused but her statement, but let it slide as she held the younger woman close in her lap, stroking her soft, golden strands.

"You know what I mean."

"And you kept denying." Jennie hummed softly, snuggling closer to her because yes, she did enjoy the hair petting. It was always one of her most favorite things that Jisoo did. Anytime they cuddled, she did it. In the morning. Late at night. Cuddling on the couch, or bed. Or after an intimate moment. Sighing softly, she let her eyes close. And it was especially nice after nearly getting her hair ripped out.

"You're like a sweet little kitty. Kitty Jennie." Jisoo cooed softly, rejoicing in the fact that the blonde really did resemble that of a cat as she was curled up in her lap now, her legs curled up on her legs as she lay against her.

"Am I your little kitty now?"

"Yes." The brunette firmly nodded and gave her nose a quick kiss. "All mine."

"Mm, you should give your kitty a good rubbing. She really needs it." Jennie purred, eyes opening to peek up at the brunette who offered a sweet smile.

"Of course. Don't think I haven't forgotten about you." And that sweet little smile was countered by the growl that left it, defiling the smile into something salacious.

"I hope there will be enough time?" Her head tilted slightly, noticing the purse that had been dropping in the middle of the foyer. "What time do you have to return?"

"I should be fine..." Jisoo thought to herself, standing up with Jennie in her arms. "Whatever time it is."

Jennie puffed out a breath of air, arm still wrapped around her lover in an attempt to steady herself. Once she had, she held up a finger and pulled out her cellphone to check what time it was. "It's a quarter past eleven."

That must have been the wrong answer. Jisoo's eyes went as wide as saucers, then went immediately to the numbers that were displayed on the blonde's phone.

"Dammit! I need to be back in fifteen minutes." The brunette grumbled a small profanity, gently urging Jennie away from her so she could collect the panties that had managed their way into the middle of the foyer. "I... I can try to-"

"No, no!" Jennie blinked when those sad, brown orbs were turned on her. "You need to go. I don't want to make you late. It's okay. Really."

"Jennie, are you-"

"Yeah! I mean, I got to do what I wanted."

Those words had Jisoo's cheeks flaring. "I will make this up to you later. I promise."

"Okay, Chu." The blonde giggled, shaking her head at the frenzied brunette. She quickly wrapped the older woman up in a hug, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. Sure, she wasn't exactly happy that she had to be left hanging, horny and all. But she didn't want to force her girlfriend, her teacher, to be late for class. She'd find a way to ease herself over until the brunette returned.

Jisoo breathed into the kiss, relaxing slightly as she returned it before pulling away. "I will see you later, alright?"

"Alright." Jennie nodded, taking a step away from the front door. Her head spun. Everything seemed to occur all at once all too fast. One minute, they were making love against the front door and the next, Jisoo was leaving out that very door.

The brunette nodded slightly, though quickly diverted her path from the door to check herself out in the mirror just a few feet away. She fluffed her hair out, attempting to fix whatever mess they had managed to make (if any), and wiped away the leftover lipstick from around her mouth.

"You're already beautiful." Jennie grinned, quickly picking up the older woman's purse before she passed by to the door. "But I guess that lipstick was a little sloppy."

"You ate most of it." Jisoo gave her a wry smirk, accepting the bag onto her shoulder while she pulled open the front door. "Thank you."

"Anytime..." Jennie grinned widely, leaving the answer open. The brunette must have accepted for she offered a shake of the head, the wry smirk only growing.

"Don't have too much fun without me."

"Don't worry." The blonde shrugged, hanging onto the front door while Jisoo remained on the porch for a moment longer than needed. "I'll be asleep. Probably still when you get back."

"Oh. You're a little bed bug sometimes." Jisoo chuckled, waving a hand at the blonde as she finally headed off to the Benz. Jennie watched while the brunette got in and started the car, then even still as she drove off.

And then the blonde was home alone. She was free and home alone. She could do anything she wanted.

Which was sleep.

Sure, she was still a little hot and bothered, but that was something she could pass off now. With a soft pout for not being able to get her share, the blonde hopped up the stairs and straight off towards the room that she shared with Jisoo.

The large, fabulous room that she had become all to accustom to. Smiling idly, the blonde stripped out of her jeans and headed towards the bathroom for a quick clean-up of her sticky face. After successfully doing just that, she trudged from the en suite bath to the dresser where Jisoo's non-Mr. Pervert sit, taking the place of his former competition which had been successfully debugged and packed away.

After Sookhee's untimely visit, the two of them hadn't hesitated to search Jisoo's old childhood toy for the bug that her sister had said she implanted. The brunette was first hesitant on this, not exactly wanting to rip apart a fond memory of her past in case there was nothing to be found. But she quickly got over it when they did, in fact, find the little micro-chip looking thing inside.

Utterly pissed, Jisoo broke the piece of technology to bits before tearfully searching the poor little rag for anymore implantations. When all was clear, she stitched it back up and stuffed it in a box just in case there was something that she had missed, and stored it in one of the extra rooms that she had never used.

"Like some weird-ass drama shit you see on TV." Jennie mumbled to the new panda bear upon returning to the memory. Her life seemed a little too interesting now that all of this was going on. She only signed up for Jisoo, not the whole crazy duo trailing after her with bugs and abusive shit.

Jennie merely had a crush on her teacher. That was all. She pursued it. And then this happened.

"What happened?" The blonde stared in bewilderment at the plush animal. "How the hell would you know, anyways? What the hell am I doing? I'm talking to a stuffed bear."

She was definitely losing it. She was alone and she was losing it.

"Going to bed. That will make me stop talking to myself. Yes." The blonde continued to mutter to herself, crawling into the empty bed. It felt cold without the warmth of her lover beside her. But that's what this little panda was for. It was to replace her. Though it really wouldn't work.

"You'll suffice, though. You smell like her." She hummed softly, pulling the covers over her body before curling up underneath them with the panda bear in arms. "Goodnight, little Jichu bear. Small Jichu human will be back soon. I hope."