Jennie doesn't stop running. She doesn't stop running when she spots Lisa on the way towards her dorm, or when the tall girl runs towards her too, or when finds her just inches away from her body. She doesn't stop until she has the girl between her arms, her own soft hands tangling in deep black as she feels Lisa's hands squeezing her waist tight.
It's a frantic moment, a big contrast against the still, freezing night, but it doesn't matter really, because Jennie feels warm all over, from the tears that reach her chin to her toes curling in happiness.
Lisa cries too, silently, overwhelmed by a joy that she knows it is almost poisonous, but so lovely, so good as Jennie's body presses against hers, that she has no will to stop it from spreading.
So they hug for a few moments, panting, and as all their contained feelings begin to pour, Jennie can't help but to push herself away from Lisa, feeling hurt allover.
"Were you seriously going to leave me without saying goodbye?"
Lisa tries to swallow her guilt, but fails.
"I'm sorry, Jen", she lets out.
The shortest brunette keeps tearing up.
"But why, Lisa? After all we went through... why would you do this to me?"
The tallest girl sobs.
"Because I felt embarrassed, and sad, and angry, and I didn't know... I still don't know how to deal with it".
Jennie rubs her knuckles against her cheeks hastily.
"But what's it, Lisa, what happened?"
The tallest brunette seems deeply hurt.
"You... you ignored me, and then... started dating Kangdae".
"What?!", Jennie feels pure anger making her body shake, "All of this is because of him? You stopped talking to me because you thought I was dating him?"
Lisa stares at her almost pleadingly.
"No, Jen-"
"Fuck, Lisa, if I knew you fancied the guy I would have told him. We are not dating, by the way. That sick son of a bitch decided to spread a ridiculous rumor, apparently. I cannot even point out what single feature of his selfish self could be appealing to you".
She was harsh, but she can't help it. Her face is heated by rage and a tad of jealousy that she doesn't want to admit.
Lisa keeps looking at her as if she tore her heart out of her chest.
"What are you talking about, Jennie? I'm in love with you, you know that", she shouts, feeling helpless, a shameful blush extending from her cheeks to her neck. She expected not having to say that out loud ever again.
Jennie stares at her in silence, then, her previously angry features now painted in absolute shock. Her lips are parted, and her cat-like eyes are wide.
Lisa stares at her mildly confused.
"What?", the shortest brunette murmurs finally, her chest beginning to twirl beyond control.
"Jennie, please, don't make me say it again", she pleads, "I told you...I-"
The brunette takes a step closer to Lisa, their bodies close enough to feel each other's heat.
"When?" she asks dumbfounded.
The tallest girl's heart hammers without mercy.
"The last time we were together... at the sleepover. We were chatting in the dark and I just... but you heard me, Jen, please, don't lie to me. I don't feel like hiding my feelings anymore. I know you don't-"
"I dozed off", Jennie says simply. Her gaze looks for Lisa's frantically, glinting under the pale light of the moon, "You were talking and I was so tired, I had been working the whole day, and I dozed off".
Lisa stares at the shortest girl with her lips parted and her eyebrows furrowed.
"But... but you answered me! I said your name and you answered".
"I woke up when you said my name. I didn't want to tell you that I fell asleep because I was so busy all the time that week, and I kept turning down all your invitations, and the day we finally got together and you told me something important, I fell asleep through it. I felt terribly, so I played it off. I didn't know... Lisa, I swear I didn't know..."
Her voice carries off, and, in a powerful hit, she suddenly understands all the pain locked in Lisa's eyes. It must have been awful.
They are both tanged in a turmoil of emotions as they look at each other silently, each piece finally falling in its perfect place, in a puzzle that leaves them both absolutely stunned.
When Lisa is able to grasp most of the picture, she begins to cry again.
"Fuck!", she says and she covers her face with her hands.
She fucked up, not once, but twice. She had her second change. She could have preserved the relationship she built with the shortest girl. But now...
Jennie snaps out of her shock when she hears the tallest girl cry. She frowns, feeling absolutely moved, and, with utmost care, she takes Lisa's hands away from her face and replaces them with her own palms.
The tallest brunette can only stare at her with a regretful expression.
"Hey", Jennie whispers, "Hey, baby, don't cry. Please".
Lisa sniffs.
"I'm sorry, Jen. I'm sorry".
The shortest girl's expression changes. Her eyes grow darker, more determined, as she finally lets her feelings take over completely.
"I'm not", she says then, and Lisa looks at her surprised.
"What-?"
"Fuck, Lisa, I'm so in love with you that it burns".
The tallest girl's eyes open in sheer surprise.
She looks so stunning, Jennie can't help but to think, the moonlight reflected in doe, coffee eyes, making the curve of her nose stand proudly, her plump lips shinning as they part.
She feels untied, now that her the tug of her emotions decides what to do. So Jennie tiptoes slightly, and angles Lisa's head downwards as gently as she can.
The tallest girl doesn't offer resistance. She seems absolutely charmed.
When their lips are an inch apart, Jennie waits, taking a deep breath.
"Can I kiss you, please?", she asks shakily.
Lisa's heart doesn't allow her to overthink.
"Yes", she answers, already intoxicated by the delight of Jennie's perfume, "yes", she repeats, and they don't wait for another moment.
Their lips seal in a heated kiss. They have no time to take it slow, really, too willing to catch on with their unlocked aching, an uncontrollable warmth spreading through her bodies as they try to recover their stolen breaths between spare pauses. Jennie tries to manage the rhythm at the beginning, constantly looking for angles that would make her toes curl even more, but it all changes when one of Lisa's hand sneaks around her waist and the other one tangles with her long, chocolate hair. Completely delighted, the shortest brunette has no other choice than to melt against Lisa, her arms thrown on her shoulders with abandon.
When they finally pull away, after a period of time unmeasurable for any of them, they are both panting and profusely flushed. They stay in silence for a moment, hyperaware, trying to find some sense in their hazy minds.
"Wow", Lisa mumbles, then, and Jennie can't help but to giggle softly.
"Wow?", she asks, teasingly.
The tallest brunette smiles dopily.
"Super wow", she confirms.
Jennie laughs openly this time, euphoric.
Lisa can only stare her dreamily. She's still holding her close to her body.
"You are so beautiful", she whispers, "You are glowing".
When Jennie's response is to blush even deeper and smile bashfully, Lisa grins and shakes her head.
"I have no idea of what is happening right now, but I'm not complaining in the slightest".
Jennie's cat-like eyes soften. She caresses Lisa's shoulders with her fingers.
"We've got a lot to say to each other, I think".
The tallest brunette nods in agreement. She lets her eyes fall on Jennie's lips again and she shifts slightly.
"But, right now...?"
The shortest girl sighs.
"Yes... or... we can kiss a bit more before we actually-"
"Yes, please", Lisa mumbles, quite rapidly, and they are tangled in a numbing kiss one again.
Jennie parts only for a second.
"By the way, you are not going anywhere".
"Agreed".
They kiss once again.
"And-", Lisa pecks her, unhappy with the interruption, "tomorrow, you are-", another peck, "mmh, taking me on a date".
Lisa pulls away to smile brightly.
"Agreed. You are going to be super impressed, I promise".
Jennie smiles lovingly.
"Lisa, it's safe to say that I'm pretty impressed already".
The brunette giggles against the shortest girl's mouth, and Jennie can't help but to chuckle, too.
Only when the stars begin to abandon their place in the sky, defeated by the colors of the sunset, the girls finally decide to part ways, both sparkling in the assurance that they will meet each other again.
-
Some meters away, Chaeyoung is crying out of happiness and relief.
At her side, Jisoo is trying to keep her own tears at bay. She waits for a moment, somewhat scared, and then, it happens. A warm, healing feeling starts to crawl under her skin, wrapping her whole being from the core. She feels raw joy blooming from the inside of her chest, something that she has never experienced before, not even when she was still free.
She hears Chaeyoung gasping, and when she turns around, the blonde is looking at her with eyes full of wonder.
"You are glowing", the girl mumbles, absolutely enchanted, and Jisoo can't help but to smile, not out of pride but out of love.
She's surprised when the tip of her wings begin to detach from her back, spreading and spreading until they are white and glamorous, full on display. The new halo above her head is different from the previous one, more yellow than gold, and she finds it beautiful.
So she stands in all her angelical glory, which Jisoo interprets as a pity gift, since no ethereal creature is supposed to show their true nature in the human world.
"Jisoo...", Chaeyoung begins, "Nemamiah", she corrects herself, and the brunette watches as the blonde begins to gesture a reverence.
Quickly, she grasps the girl's face between her hands to stop her movements.
Looking at her deeply in the eyes, Jisoo bows in respect. Chaeyoung gasps, and she tries to do the same, but the brunette stops her once again, putting her arms around the tallest girl's waist.
"It's all because of you", she whispers.
The blonde tears up once again.
"Jisoo..."
There is a feeling of mutual understanding but yet sheer desperation to voice everything that's bottled in their chests. Chaeyoung opens her mouth first, but her expression immediately changes to mild concern.
Jisoo tilts her head in confusion, and then, she realizes that she's levitating.
The blonde begins to pull away then, to let her go wherever she wants to be, but Jisoo is having none of it.
"No", she murmurs simply, and her feet touch the ground again.
Chaeyoung stares at her in utter shock.
"I want to stay to see the girls at least go on their first date, and I want to spend more time with Chaeyoung. I can go back later", she states firmly, her voice expanding beyond.
"Jisoo... are you sure?"
The brunette smiles at the tallest girl with pure tenderness.
"Of course, Chae", she answers.
The blonde smiles too, teary-eyed.
"Come here, beautiful", Jisoo mumbles then, and pulls the girl in for a soft hug, "let's cuddle and watch the sunrise".
Chaeyoung giggles against the brunette's shoulder, feeling elated.
"Cheesy", she says.
"Oh, you don't want to, then?", Jisoo teases.
The blonde kisses her cheek once, twice.
"I would like nothing more".
"Cool", Jisoo replies.
She doesn't try to hide the beating of her heart, or her furious blush, or her infatuated expression.
She lets everything clear and plain, just for Chaeyoung, her savior.
-
"Hi", Lisa smiles behind Jennie's door. She's wearing stylishly worn out tight jeans and a pretty black jacket over a white T-shirt.
The shortest girl is mesmerized, for a moment, seeing the tallest girl's long hair becoming even darker at the light of the sun, soft, gorgeous features revealing happiness and anxiety in equal quantities. Setting herself the challenge of ending up with Lisa's jackets on top of her own shoulders by the end of the date, Jennie smiles brightly.
"Hi, Lis".
It takes some moments for the tallest girl to react as her doe eyes remain busy delighting in the sight of Jennie, of her high-waisted black pants that flatter all her outstanding proportions, and the delicate blouse adorned with a simple tie that emanates elegance.
Meanwhile, Jennie reminds smiley, now noticing the bouquet of flowers clutched in Lisa's hand.
"Are those for me?" she asks then, quite teasingly, and the tallest girl is finally able to meet her eyes again.
"Yes! Yes, of course, I hope you like them".
Jennie giggles in absolute delight as Lisa hands her the gift. She brings the flowers to her nose -yellow Acacias, secret love- and looks at her date with melting eyes.
"I love them, Lis".
The tallest girl's eyes shine with the strength of pride and tenderness as she waits patiently for the shortest brunette to put her flowers in a safe, nice place. Once it's done, Lisa offers Jennie her arm. The girl takes it, apparently unable to stop giggling like a schoolgirl.
"Ready, beautiful?", Lisa asks, and her date nods with enthusiasm.
"Where are we going, Lis?"
The tallest girl guides her outside, keeping her steps nice and slow just for Jennie's pleasure.
"Not far away, really", she seems suddenly doubtful, "I didn't want to go overboard for our first date so I just... unless you want to do something else".
With her arm still around Lisa's, Jennie leans up to place a soft peck on her cheek.
"I just want to be with you, no matter where".
The tallest girl relaxes and gifts her date a dazzling smile.
"I want to be with you, too", she murmurs.
A few minutes later, they arrive to Jennie's favorite café. She squeals when she realizes that Lisa chose that exact place, and the tallest girl looks at her with her eyebrows raised.
"It's just... you remembered".
The tallest brunette grins with her head tilted.
"I kind of know everything about you, so..."
Jennie looks deep in thought for a moment, looking so beautiful under Lisa's stare that the she can't help but to kiss her date's knuckles lovingly.
"Yes, but- oh", Jennie blushes when she feels soft lips against her hand, "I really like that".
Lisa laughs then, loudly, embedding everything around her with sunlight, and leads Jennie inside her favorite place in the whole campus with a soft but firm hand placed on her low back. The shortest girl, far from complaining, feels her heart fluttering.
They chat for a while, as easy and content as they always did, now, however, in the midst of loving eyes and somewhat secretive smiles. After their food arrives, red tea and two donuts for Lisa and an extra-large latte with chocolate cupcakes for Jennie, the tallest girl decides to take the shortest girl's hand for a moment, just to touch her again, and smiles in anticipation when a happy glint crosses through cat-like eyes.
"I'm sorry to tell you this, Lis, but now you will have to hold my hand through the whole meal. I don't make the rules".
She's clearly joking. Lisa knows that Jennie is very, very neat and that she wouldn't stand dropping food on top of her blouse, not even for the sake of hand-holding. The tallest girl shrugs and smiles back nevertheless, ready to comply.
"My pleasure".
They eat, then, and when things get too complex, they actually detangle their fingers, but the feeling of comfort is still there, prevalent, sparkling around their private table.
At one point, after hey fall in a comfortable silence, Jennie clears her throat. Lisa finds it cute.
"So, you like me", the shortest girl says.
"Mmh, that's an understatement, but yes, I do", Lisa answers.
Jennie gets a bit distracted due to the way in which the yellowish light above illuminates Lisa's grin, but recovers quickly.
"But, when did you realize?"
Lisa blushes slightly. She shifts in her place, suddenly uncomfortable under the shortest girl's amused stare.
"When I was seventeen".
"Oh".
There is clear surprise painting Jennie's expression, and Lisa feels urged to explain herself.
"I mean... yes. I've liked you since I was seventeen, but it's not like... It's not like I thought about it actively, because I knew that I had no chance. I never acted on it neither, so Jen, please, don't think-"
"Love, it's okay", Jennie whispers, grasping Lisa's shaking hand in her own, "It's okay. I was just curious. I know you. I know the type of person you are".
The tallest girl relaxes against her seat and tangles her fingers with Jennie's again. She stares at her for a moment, wondering how in Earth she became so lucky.
"Do you like me too?" she finally asks, and the shortest girl chuckles.
"Very much so", she answers, nevertheless, her eyes a tad darker. "But as for me, I didn't realize until a few days ago".
She waits for Lisa's reaction with a bit of apprehension, but the tallest girl keeps gifting her a soft, attentive gaze, so she feels reassured.
"I... I think I've actually liked you for quite a while, but I was probably not ready to see it, yet".
Lisa lets her thumb caress Jennie's knuckles.
"And now?"
The shortest girl sighs dreamily.
"Now is see it very clear".
They fall into silence, letting burning eyes meet over the table.
"Want to go to my house?", Jennie murmurs.
She feels the overwhelming urge to be alone with Lisa, and there is no reason for her to hold back.
"Absolutely", the tallest girl replies, the pad of her fingers buzzing in the need of pressing against soft skin.
She searches for the waiter and pays for everything, despite Jennie's complaints. To make her happy, she mumbles that she can pay next time before pressing a soft peck just on her mouth.
Jennie licks her lips in appreciation, and, once outside the café, she shivers as a cold breeze hits against her body. In a matter of seconds, she has Lisa's jacket hanging on her shoulders, plus the tallest girl's body pressed close to hers.
Best date ever, Jennie thinks joyfully, and both girls walk leisurely towards the shortest girl's dorm.
-
"Is this okay?" Jennie asks moments later. She has lighted up some scented candles, put the most chill-but-romantic-chill music she could find, and opened the only decent bottle of wine she had in her student's fridge. In the process, Lisa has spent some time helping her and the rest of it simply looking at her with an amused expression.
"It's perfect, Jen, come sit with me", she says lowly, siting on Jennie's bed, her back against the wall.
The shortest girl moves beside her date, then, feeling calmer.
"Too much?" she asks, and Lisa pecks her immediately.
"Perfect", the tallest girl murmurs, "thank you so much".
Jennie grins, slight pride blooming in her heart.
"I had a great time today", she murmurs. She feels Lisa's arm hugging her waist, and she has to contain an extra happy sound.
"I'm glad", the tallest girl mumbles, and pecks Jennie's lips again as if she couldn't help herself, "I really want you to be happy".
The shortest girl feels it again, the twirling in her chest, the tingling in her stomach. It's dizzy, and wonderful, and overpowering, and it makes her want to kiss the tallest girl again and again.
When she realizes that there is no reason for her not to do it, she leans forwards and catches her date's lips in her own, eager.
They kiss slowly under the golden lights of the candles, engulfed by a flowery scent, their bodies buzzing and glowing altogether as they re-learn each other, their gasps, their pauses, their gestures.
They pull away after a while, just to stare at each other with all the feelings that their hearts decide to pour.
"I love you", Jennie blurts out in a whisper, and she doesn't have time to regret it, because Lisa pulls her in for another soaring kiss.
"I love you", Lisa answers, mumbling against velvety lips, and they lose themselves in each other once again.
When they pull away again, this time actually taking the time to talk and drink the wine, the tallest girl sighs in relief.
"You know? I have to thank this girl... Roseanne. She told me to come to you... and other stuff".
Jennie looks at her with interest. Her dizzy mind becomes more alert as she thinks.
"Tall, blonde, soft cheeks, elegant figure?"
Lisa stares at her date in surprise.
"Yes. Do you know her?"
Jennie denies with her head as she keeps thinking.
"Somebody told me to come to you as well. Jisoo".
Lisa hums, visibly confused, letting her hand trace patterns in Jennie's back.
"It's weird", a deep pause follows, "but, it brought us together", she decides.
Jennie can't help but to smile. Lisa looks so gorgeous, warm... sexy. She bites her lip. Sexy, indeed.
"Thinking later?", she offers, hopeful.
The tallest girl stares back at her, her gaze more intense.
"As later as you'd like, princess".
She pulls Jennie in for a passionate kiss, and the shortest girl feels like patting herself in the back.
She can definitely, definitely get used to girlfriend Lisa.
-
Chaeyoung is tearing up again, a mixture of utter happiness and deep sadness making her lips tremble.
Jisoo hugs her closer to her chest, blinking away her own tears.
She keeps glowing, steady and golden, and Chaeyoung has started to glow as well.
They know what it means.
The blonde sobs and pulls away slightly to stare at Jisoo right in the eyes. She opens her mouth, decided, but the brunette interrupts her.
"I love you", she says, loud and clear, and Chaeyoung sobs once again, looking at the shortest girl with pure adoration.
"I love you", she answers immediately, her voice high-pitched due the ache of her throat.
Jisoo grasps the blonde's soft cheeks, then, and does something that only Guardians do.
She kisses her right in her puckered mouth, slowly.
Chaeyoung melts into the kiss immediately, her arms settling around Jisoo's neck, trying to anchor herself as her soul soars with delight. The brunette slides her hands down to her waist then, and squeezes, joyful, as golden becomes more powerful and white and purple flowers begin to grow at their feet.
"Jisoo", Chaeyoung gasps when she pulls away, "I love you. I love you", she repeats, "even if we can't see each other anymore".
Chaeyoung is a Guardian and Jisoo is a Dominion. Plain and simple.
The brunette frowns and drags her blunt nails delicately against Chaeyoung's skin.
"I love you, too. Don't worry Chae, I'll find you", she tells her, tears welling up in her eyes.
Their bodies become lighter, and a white sparkle begins to tingle in their chests.
"I'll find you", Jisoo promises again, "We will be together".
Chaeyoung nods and sobs, trying unsuccessfully to keep Jisoo's vanishing body against her own.
When the shortest girl kisses again, desperate and full of love, the blonde clutches as hard as possible.
It's pointless.
A few moments later, a white light engulfs her vision.
-
Nemamiah is taken to a place where everything is as beautiful at it can be, and more. The colors, the shapes, the perfumes, everything shines at the epitome of its potential, and her eyes, used to the void and to the human world, need some time to take everything in.
It's as wonderful as she remembers, and when she envisions a stream, it appears. When she envisions a cherry blossom tree, it appears as well.
It's beautiful, Nemamiah thinks.
But not what she's looking for anymore.
It was the perfect place for the angel she was before, but now...
Dominions look at her with only a tad of apprehension. Most of them still bow.
She's looking for something different, not for something that can fill her chest with the joy of pride, no. She's looking for something that can fill her chest with the joy of love.
A soft voice reaches her ears. It's different from the one of the void, milder.
Non beati sunt?
She thinks for a moment.
"Not completely", she confesses.
Quid vis?
Nemamiah closes her eyes, and she's taken to a soft stare and an angelic giggle.
"I want to be with her", she confesses.
Vos have ut esse mutationem.
The brunette's expression begins to shine with hope.
"So, can I?"
Vos have ut esse mutationem, the voice repeats.
"I don't mind. I want to be with her. I can be a Guardian. I have proved it, right?"
The angels around her fail in their attempt of not staring. Jisoo doesn't mind.
Iustus, the voice says, and the brunette feels her limbs tickling.
Certus es?, the voice asks one more time.
"Yes", Nemamiah confirms. Her soul starts to burn, "Yes, please", she says, filling her chest with images of her favorite angel.
When the pain becomes too much, Nemamiah faints.
-
She wakes up in a place where the streams and the trees are already created. As her eyes get accustomed to the dazzling light, she wonders in the beauty of everything she can see.
It's all there, she just has to look for it.
She gets blessed with the scent of summer flowers, and there is a natural warmth that makes her skin tingle with content.
She turns around, amazed, and just when she's conscious enough to realize why she's there, she hears it.
"Jisoo!"
Chaeyoung runs at her with her arms open and her eyes already teary.
I'm Jisoo and she's Chaeyoung, the brunette thinks absent-mindedly. Perfect.
She opens her arms too, waiting for the angel to fall into her arms.
Her soul thanks her by letting absolute euphoria bloom from her heart.
-
Jennie enters to the ridiculously elegant room with the most dazzling smile illuminating her face.
Lisa is already inside, opening the massive French window that leads to a small balcony. Outside, the sight of the Eiffel tower in the midst of a starry night exudes a beauty almost comparable to the one of the brunette.
Almost, Jennie thinks, as her eyes fall on Lisa's perfect features, her lips puckered and her doe eyes enchanted by the sight. Her white dress, hugging her figure flawlessly, makes the shortest girl's chest hum with a rush of happiness.
"Hey, Miss Manoban", she says, unable to stop herself.
Lisa turns around at the mellow voice, and her breath catches in her throat yet again. Jennie is looking at her with her cat eyes filled with a mixture of love and desire, and her lips are already slightly parted. The shape of her pristine dress drips elegance, just hinting at the places only Lisa knows with absolute detail. Her chocolate hair, long and wavy, cascades naturally over her exposed collarbones.
"Hey, Miss Manoban", Lisa answers, and she almost cries one more time, just as she did a few hours ago, promising Jennie to love her eternally.
The shortest girl giggles with sheer delight, and lets the tallest girl wrap her long, steady arms around her waist.
"You will call me that often, won't you?", she teases.
She wants it with every beat of her heart.
"Sometimes", Lisa purrs. She lets her nose caress Jennie's jaw reverently, "Other times, I'll just call you wife".
The shortest brunette does tear up slightly.
"Lisa", she mumbles, and the tallest girl pulls away for their gazes to blend, "I love you so much".
Grasping the back of Jennie's head delicately, Lisa kisses her with sweet tenderness and burning passion.
"I love you too", she whispers, and lets her hands search for the shortest girl's lower back, "so much, love, so much".
Jennie throws her arms around Lisa's neck and they tangle in another kiss, this time more urgent, more heated, the shortest girl opening her mouth a bit more so her wife can invade it completely.
Pulling away to mouth Jennie's neck, Lisa begins to walk forwards, bringing them closer to the petal-covered king-size bed.
"A bit cheesy", Jennie murmurs between a broken gasp as the tallest girl begins to leave soft bites on her collarbone.
Lisa chuckles against soft skin, prompting a shiver through her wife's spine, "you love it", she tells her, and then proceeds to suck rosy spots on Jennie's skin.
The shortest girl feels her toes curling in slight desperation, so she tugs on Lisa's dress to send an unmistakable signal.
"Baby, I love that dress, but please, take it off already".
Lisa swallows a delighted pant, but keeps her hands on her wife.
"Yours first. You looked so beautiful today that I could barely breathe during the ceremony. Right now, though", she chuckles at her own abandon, "fuck... I really want it off".
So they both undo ties and zippers, trained fingers working in a haste, and in a matter of minutes, Lisa is hovering above Jennie, her mouth attached to a delicious patch bellow the shortest girl's prominent collarbones. She tries a bit lower then, her long fingers tracing lazy patterns at the sides of Jennie's hips, and the shortest girl has no option but to arch her body towards her wife's lips.
They keep playing for a while, skin on skin, their mouths meeting in wet kisses, Lisa's thigh stroking between Jennie's trembling legs, until the shortest girl begins to whine out of pure need.
"Inside", she demands in a gasp, and Lisa doesn't hide her big smile. Instead, she bites softly above her wife's navel, and, feeling too enamored to deny her anything, she gives her exactly what she wants.
Jennie mewls, melting around Lisa, her head thrown back until her wife claims another dizzy kiss. The tallest girl works lowly at first and then quickly, just as the shortest brunette likes the most, and her free hand moves through her soft curves with absolute adoration.
Jennie's delight keeps building and building, until her entire body becomes more rigid, ready to finally let go. At the last minute, she grasps Lisa's wrist, prompting her to pull away. The tallest girl does so without hesitation and without feeling worried, neither. She knows her gorgeous, passionate, flaming lover so much that she can almost anticipate her next words.
"Please, Lis, I want you against me. Please-"
She doesn't have to plead, really. She does it both because she's too gone to think properly and because she knows that Lisa would double her efforts if she sounds convincing enough. Surely enough, the tallest girl shifts her body until she's pressed against her wife.
Everything becomes messier, then, but so, so, delicious, both girls muttering words of love between sweet pants and ragged sounds. It builds beautifully, legs tangled with each other as they seek to melt completely, slow movements becoming sharp, urgent. When Jennie throws her head back in a wave of white pleasure, Lisa falls as well, desperately searching for a shaking kiss that can anchor her, more or less, to reality.
When both girls can think coherently again, they smile in content, soft, loving gazes meeting.
"I love you so much, Jen", Lisa murmurs, and she searches for her wife's hand to kiss the golden ring that bounds them in Earth. "I just-", she begins to tear up, absolutely moved. The shortest girl cries as well, caressing her lover's face with her thumbs. "I can't believe that I got you. I feel so lucky, love. I am going to cherish you every day of my life. I promise".
A soft sob tickles in Jennie's throat. She pulls her wife down for a soft peck.
"I love you too, baby. I can't believe we made it work. I'm so proud of us", she mumbles, her eyes dreamy, "It feels... it feels as if were meant to be".
Lisa smiles brightly.
"It does", she concedes.
They keep staring at each other, long and deep, until something flickers in cat-like eyes.
Before Lisa can ask about it, the shortest brunette moves easily, ending up straddling her wife's hips. She sports a side teasing smile that makes the tallest girl shiver with anticipation.
"You better be ready, Manoban. Now that I'm your wife, I get to claim as often as I want".
Lisa squeezes Jennie's thighs in a sign of challenge and love.
"Bring it on, Manoban", she murmurs.
Jennie scoots down to pull her in another delightful kiss.
-
When Jennie is finally able to wake up, her body aching in a lovely way, she finds her wife in a white robe just like hers standing in the middle of the room, eying helplessly at a seemingly endless pile of wrapped gifts.
"They sent the wedding gifts?" she asks in a hoarse voice, and Lisa turns to stare at her with doe eyes visibly softened.
"Yes, love", she answers, and moves towards her wife to peck her sweetly, "Do you want to have breakfast before opening them?"
She gestures towards the full tray on top of the night table, but Jennie's fingers buzz with the excitement of the gifts.
Lisa smiles teasingly, knowing even before the shortest girl answers that she wants to unwrap their presents first.
So they both stare at the pile, now knowing where to begin. Almost all of the gifts are wrapped in black and white due to Jennie's mom's explicit demand.
However, a few of them, just at the side of the pile, are different. They are wrapped in beautiful golden, adorned by perfectly made bows. They look out of place against the monochromatic pile, glowing and mysterious.
By mutual silent agreement, those are the ones that they open first. Jennie grasps a box, shakes it against her ear, and opens it carefully.
When she sees its content, she frowns.
A crown.
"Pretty", Lisa murmurs, "looks real, actually. Try it on, princess", she says. She takes the crown between her fingers delicately and places it on top of her wife's head.
The tallest girl observes at her wife for a moment, almost transfixed under Jennie's amused stare.
"Looks bad?"
Lisa's gaze shines in wonder.
"Absolutely gorgeous, as if it belongs there".
The shortest girl rolls her eyes with absolute adoration and pecks her wife's lips.
"Flatterer".
She grasps another gift, a small, rectangular box, and hands it to Lisa.
"Would you like to do the honors, my love?"
Lisa smiles and unwraps it. When she opens the box, she frowns in a sign of confusion.
"A medal", she says, and shows it to Jennie.
The brunette picks it up and tries to read the engraved text.
"For serving... outstanding bravery... Eliza... something. The letters are quite worn off, but it's the kind of insignias that are given to soldiers. Eliza must have served in a war or something".
Lisa stares at the present with a feeling of respect.
"Cool", she says, "A strong woman".
Jennie nods in agreement.
"Who sent this?" she asks, then, trying to find a note somewhere, "these are quite... odd".
"Very... historical", Lisa concedes, "maybe we can find a name in another one".
She eyes the biggest gift, golden paper wrapping a slim, rectangular shape that more or less reveals its content.
"Princess?", Lisa says, and gestures towards the present.
Jennie smiles brightly and holds it with both hands. It's quite heavy, so her wife is immediately at her side to help her unwrap it.
When the golden paper is gone, both girls gasp loudly.
It's a detailed, beautiful portrait of Jennie. Or at least, of a woman in the 1700s that looks exactly like her.
"What...?"
They both stare at the gift with their lips parted. As Jennie looks at her features with utter shock, Lisa inspects the letters at the bottom of the oak frame.
"Jennifer Kim", she says out loud. The shortest brunette stares at her wife with her eyebrows furrowed. "That's her name. Jennifer Kim", Lisa explains.
"Oh", Jennie lets out, "She..."
Lisa inspects the painting with bright eyes.
"Looks exactly like you. Absolutely stunning".
A thought flashes across Jennie's mind. She kneels down to analyze the bottom of the portrait. A second later, she gasps loudly.
"What-?"
"Elizabeth Manoban. The name of the artist".
A moment of silence follows. Both girls feel their hearts hammering in excitement.
Lisa moves, then, almost hypnotized, and goes for the next present. She grasps a thick, golden envelope, and inside of it, she finds a series of letters. The tallest brunette gives a half of them to her wife and proceeds to inspect the other half. After they have read two or three, Jennie speaks again.
"Lisa..." she mumbles, but doesn't add anything. Her wife understands, she always understands.
"I know", the tallest girl complies, "this is..."
They both look at the last box, glowing against black and white. Lisa puts the palm of her hand against Jennie's lower back, encouraging, and the shortest brunette grasps the present with utmost care.
They open it together, slowly, and inside, they find a camera, an envelope, and a black notebook. Lisa grasps the camera as an instinct, and Jennie begins to browse through the pages of the notebook.
"A Kodak Box", the tallest girl mutters, "must be, like, more than a hundred years old. What do you have there?"
"Love poems", Jennie answers, "for somebody called Lily. By somebody called Jenine".
Lisa hums. The implications begin to settle in, somehow, and she feels a wave of warmth hitting against her body. Wordlessly, she lets one arm wrap itself around her wife's waist, hugging her petite body from behind.
Jennie is grateful. Her wife's presence is always welcomed by her heart.
She leaves the notebook aside to grasp the envelope. With the tip of her fingers, she recognizes the texture of photographs.
"Oh my god", Lisa murmurs, squeezing her wife against her body as she reveals the pictures, one after the other.
"It's us", Jennie breathes in bewilderment.
And it's them. Almost. In some pictures, they are alone. In some others, they are accompanied by the other. They are laughing, and serious, and distracted, and, in the photographs at the bottom of the pile, they are crying too.
They stay in silence for a few minutes, pressed against each other, their minds desperately trying to put pieces together.
"Love", Lisa begins then, whispering against her wife's ear, "what does this mean?"
Jennie turns her head around to stare at her.
"I think... that we have been twirling around each other for longer than we thought".
The tallest girl smiles big and bright, tears pickling in her eyes.
"Do you think that those girls back then...?"
Jennie sniffles slightly. She feels raw love blooming everywhere, making goosebumps raise in her skin.
"Maybe... maybe they were sent to look after us, who knows".
Lisa brings her hand up to run her fingers through chocolate locks.
"They did a great job, then. Now we can look after each other".
Jennie giggles, rising on her tiptoes to place soft kisses on Lisa's check, on her nose, on her lips.
"I love you", she says, "I should have known since day one that we were meant to be".
Lisa shrugs, leaning down, nipping on the side of her wife's jaw.
"We were destined, anyways", she whispers on her ear, "Nothing could have set us apart, love".
Jennie closes her eyes and lets Lisa crate a path of kisses right towards her mouth. Their lips join, content, and their connected souls dance around them, absolutely joyful.
When the tallest girl angles her head just right, Jennie decides that breakfast can wait, that the rest of the presents can wait, that Paris can wait. Everything falls short against the feeling of her wife's indents pressing against her skin, anyways.
"Bed", she mumbles then, and her wife chuckles against her cheek.
Jennie feels hot kisses pressing against her neck, and she gasps. When she gestures to take the crown that she completely forgot about off of her head, Lisa stops her.
"Leave the crown", the tallest girl mutters, her fingers dancing between Jennie's thighs, "it looks hot".
The brunette hums.
"Alright, but if I'm your princess, you have to obey me".
Lisa's breath hitches. She squeezes Jennie's body against hers.
"What princess wants, princess gets".
They don't discover Paris until well settled the afternoon.
-
Far, far away, in a place neither girls can reach yet, Jisoo is staring down with happy tears shining in her eyes.
"We did so well, Soo", Chaeyoung murmurs in her ear, her head lying on her shoulder. She's crying, too.
"Right?", Jisoo agrees, and keeps tracing patterns on her mate's thigh.
Around them, the colors of paradise crash against each other beautifully.
"It was all worth it", she adds later.
"Every single thing", the blonde murmurs.
They both turn around to share their utter triumph by means of a kiss.
When they part, Jisoo glances down again only to rise her gaze urgently.
"Alright, they are at it again. Let's go somewhere else".
Chaeyoung giggles and nods.
She stands up, prompting her mate to do the same.
They smile at each other calmly, secure.
With the colors of the autumn twirling around them, they walk hand in hand towards a sunset.