Jennie was mindlessly watching tv when her phone vibrated and attracted her attention.

At first she was too lazy to grab it but then she thought about Aiden, a guy who wanted to come over tonight since her mother had left today for a business trip.

She’d met him on a party three weeks ago and he was well enough in distracting her for a while.

When she brought life to the screen with a single tap, however, a brief wave of nervousness caught her.

-Lisa (19:23): Do you want to come over tonight? Ther…-

The soldier had proven time and time again that a solid image of her just couldn’t sustain. Her actions this weekend continued to baffle her and this message was the icing of the cake.

Several moments had passed until Jennie could tear her gaze away from the message and remember the guy who was supposed to come over in a few.

Lisa’s phone started to vibrate not long after she’d sent the text and with a swift motion she opened it and felt disappointment at the simple no Jennie had replied with. She already felt ridiculous enough with being so assertive that at she might come across as clingy and/or annoying even without being rejected.

Never before had been such thoughts concerns of her. Her head had always been filled with a void which was only occasionally lifted.

She sighed and lit her third cigarette in a row, content that at least the frustration seemed to outweigh now the stinging loneliness, chasing away the gnawing feeling pumping with each heartbeat.

Her phone vibrated again and Lisa was stunned about the power one simple text message from Jennie held.

“But do you want to come over to me?” Her disappointment snapped and dissipated into the evening.

Quickly they set up a time and Lisa made sure to get ready as soon as possible and stood in front of her door only one hour later.

The ringing of the doorbell was quickly answered by the brunette who invited her in with a relaxed smile.

“Long time no see, Kim,” Lisa greeted her with a sly smile and stepped into the house, the troubles in her eyes long gone and forgotten.

 
“Manoban,” Jennie slightly shook her head at the military quirk to always use the last name and countered in the same fashion with a cheeky grin.

 
She closed the door and leaned in to hug Lisa shortly, bringing close a new scent to the soldier.

Lisa noticed right away that something seemed off about the brunette. Jennie radiated an energy that was undefinable. Right now she wasn’t so much sweet as usual than she was alluring – like her new perfume. The soldier was sure that it wasn’t intentional on Jennie’s part or that it simply wasn’t meant for her.

Their hug hadn’t been tight thus enabling Lisa concentrate more on the scent and her aura, but when the hug ended and Jennie trailed her hands down her arms to Lisa’s hands and brushed them slightly, it brought her attention straight to that. Not saying anything, the girl gestured her to follow.

“Are you alone right now?” Lisa looked around and scanned the new environment; It was tidy and clean, though she could detect some moving boxes and the sparsely furnished interior. After checking the surroundings her eyes laid on the brunette and she appreciated Jennie’s simple but immensely good looking outfit; black skinny jeans with a black, long top and a Chanel belt.

“Yeah, my mum is on a business trip,” they ended in the big white kitchen with a black worktop where Jennie offered her wine.

“Do you have any siblings?” Lisa asked while she shook her head at wine, asking for beer instead.

“No, I don’t. I’m living alone here with my mum that’s why we don’t have any beer here,” Jennie replied looking through the shelves.

“But serve yourself, my mum has a big collection,” there was a hint of bitterness in that statement as she showed Lisa the shelve with all of her liquor. However, she quickly played it off with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Lisa wanted to ask about her father but reckoned Jennie would’ve mentioned him if she wanted to talk about him.

“What about your parents, Lisa? Do they live here, too?” While Lisa squatted down to check the bottles of Jennie’s mother collection, Jennie stood beside her and poured herself a glass of wine before she leaned against the counter with her back.

Lisa still scanned the bottles even though this question made her unable to concentrate, making her look over the collection thrice before knowing what she wanted, “They are both Generals and needed all over the world, they are rarely home,”

Jennie nodded and caught up on her voice growing firm and strained talking about it, “How long have you been living alone?”

Lisa got back up with a half-empty bottle of brandy.

“I’ve got into the Academy when I was 7 and moved into the apartment with 15,”

The glasses stood visibly in the top shelf Jennie stood in front of with her glass of wine. But instead of ushering her to the side, she simply came close without the brunette minding and took one.

“With 7?” Jennie raised both her eyebrows slightly, “So you’ve been in the Academy your whole life never doing anything else?”

Lisa chuckled dryly as she poured herself a big portion of brandy with some cola, “I wasn’t raised for anything else,”

“So, you weren’t acting at all this Friday. It’s really within you,” Jennie pondered aloud and the stare the soldier received from her made the hairs in her neck raise involuntarily. Again she felt that something about Jennie was different tonight.

She almost seemed cold albeit not rude, just distant while radiating off something dangerous.

“I’m never acting,” Lisa looked her dead in the eye with a slight crooked smile and held her glass into the air for Jennie to say cheers.

 
They clicked their glasses with the smaller girl only arching one brow with a subtle, devious smile. After they’d drunk a sip, they went into the living room.

Ironically, the brunette did something Lisa always had the urge to when she guided the taller girl with a hand on her back out of the kitchen into the living room, “Sit down. Do you want to eat anything? Some chips maybe?”

  
The soldier declined and checked out the neat living room and enjoyed it a lot when a whiff of Jennie’s perfume hit her when she sat down on the couch after turning off the last remaining light.

“Which movie did you want to show me?” Jennie took the remote control in her hands and opened a streaming service, her voice was deep and low adding a lot to her enticing presence.

“It’s a new horror film. Do you like them?” Lisa leaned back with one arm slung around the couch and the other hand holding her drink.

“I’m easily scared, but I think I’ll manage,” she gave her the control and Lisa summarized briefly but clearly the contents of the films on which this movie was based on while she was searching for it.

The film began to play and Lisa was genuinely in a good mood. She’d looked forward to that part for a long time and being with Jennie only added to her good mood although there was still something inexplicable in the air. That’s why she couldn’t help but glance occasionally at her out of the corner of her eyes, watching her how she played with strands of her straight hair.

She was especially gorgeous tonight since she wore red lipstick, and her eyes seemed exceptionally sharp tonight – almost predatory.

 
“Did you have a guest tonight?” Lisa asked at last, not being able to withstand the growing tension that radiated off of Jennie in waves.

 
“Why do you ask?” Jennie averted her attention from the screen to the soldier and stopped playing with her hair momentarily.

You look especially good tonight, Lisa thought but bit on her tongue as she got flustered by her own thoughts. This Jennie made her nervous and she didn’t know why.

“You seem different,” at that the brunette applauded inwardly at Lisa’s observation skills but refrained from spilling too much.

“A guy actually planned to come over tonight,” after the moment of being taken aback passed, she replied in a neutral tone and faced the screen again, continuing to curl her hair around her finger.

The soldier hadn’t expected such an answer and was thus stupefied by a bolt of jealously racing through her system. Jennie had been home alone and a guy wanted to come over at the evening meant only one thing.

“The guy from this party?” was too fast, Lisa had no business in these kinds of matters and normally she wouldn’t care one bit about.

“Who?” Jennie was shortly confused but then refreshed her memory about the party which had happened just yesterday, “Ah no, someone else,”

Lisa felt stupid somehow but the gradual intensity of it stopped when Jennie’s hand landed on her arm.

“But you’re my only guest tonight,” she squeezed it affirmatively and retreated it again, leaving the patch of skin colder than before her hot touch.

“Why did you call it off with him if you’d made plans with him first?” She just couldn’t contain her curiosity anymore and needed an outlet for the jealousy, she couldn’t keep sitting still next to her anymore.

The brunette was deeply relaxed with barely any emotional features passing over her face which started to actually worry the soldier as well as make her nervous and excited.

“Aren’t you asking too many questions?” an ambiguous smile appeared on her face as she turned back to the soldier.

With her already empty glass of wine, her inhibitions dropped lower and she leaned slightly over to pinch Lisa’s cheek while squinting her catlike eyes at all these questions, “I simply like you better than him and he isn’t that good anyways,”

If Lisa hadn’t been too preoccupied with the way she pinched her cheek so suddenly and brought them closer in a playful way, she’d realized that what Jennie had said before she would’ve almost kissed her turned out to be true.

Or truer at least.

“Careful,” Lisa said in a faked serious tone as she caught Jennie’s hand with her own.

“Or what?” Jennie’s eyes glowed in mischief and Lisa’s breath hitched when she saw how the girl in front of her brought her lower lip between her teeth and bit slightly on it.

Never before had Lisa seen a woman and thought of her to be inviting. She knew when they looked good, but never did they spike her interest longer for some seconds. But Jennie right in front of her, partly on her knees as if she was about to crawl closer seductively, made her head spin.

 
“Or I’ll make you do push-up’s again,” she tried to cover up her growing nervousness with an even bigger smirk and let go off her hand, afraid she’d notice the change of temperature in them and the sweat.

The brunette leaned back a little and crossed her arms around her chest, “You don’t have any power over me here, Lisa,”

“You’re right,” Lisa agreed with her but Jennie knew it was a trap – her self-assured smirk was an obvious indicator for it.

The soldier reclined on the couch with her drink again and started to pay full attention to the film despite feeling a faint throb she couldn’t ignore that easily. Jennie continued to eye her suspiciously for another moment until she did the same.

The brunette was still relaxed as the film began slowly without any shocking scenes but it was gradually building up speed and showing frightening creatures more frequently.

 
Lisa watched with hidden satisfaction how Jennie crumbled bit by bit and started to scoot closer after each terrifying scene. However, she had yet to notice that Lisa had backed up each time stealthily, putting essentially the same distance between them than before.

When another jumpscare appeared on the scene and it felt as if the creature would stand now in the living room, Jennie shrieked and her one hand immediately flung to shield her face while the other wanted to clutch at Lisa’s arm.

But she grabbed unto nothing.

“Oh, are you scared?” Lisa feigned a shocked expression as formed an ‘oh’ and her brows were risen, she was at the end of the couch already. She laughed after the frightened girl noticed what she was getting at and gasped, “Don’t be mean and come closer, I need an arm,”

 
The pout Lisa had seen once before now resurfaced and made the soldier almost comply.

She enjoyed teasing Jennie a lot and the inexplicable air had vanished with the growing tension on Jennie’s part, making it easier for the soldier to breath and find relief.

“It’s actually really comfy here,” her evil smirk now replaced her fake expression and grew even wider while Jennie grew more superficially frustrated. The brunette needed some physical closeness in these situations and Lisa denied it and didn’t even falter at her fatal pout.

The execution of Lisa’s devious plan was cut short when suddenly a loud, muffled bang could be heard. It sounded like someone in near proximity pushed something over.

Jennie instantly paled out of fear and looked in horror at the soldier while distorted noises of the creatures in the horror film created an even eerier feeling.

Without any qualms, the cat eyed girl skipped to the soldier whose expression had turned from playfully devious to deadly concentrated. Her calm hands swiftly paused the movie and submerged the room in deafening silence. Jennie was a trembling mess at this point and full of adrenaline.

 
Lisa signaled her to stay quiet with a finger on as she started to scan the floor.

She checked the kitchen and any other room for possible intruders with Jennie following her like a lost puppy not wanting to be alone. She’d tried before to cling unto Lisa but the soldier only shook her off mutely, not caring one bit for the streak of pain passing over the desperate brunette. If there really were someone, she’d need her free hands as she had no weapon.

After the ground floor was clear she proceeded to climb the steps silently. However, before she did so, she grabbed a knife out of a cabinet in the kitchen. She was at a definite disadvantage checking the upper floor due to the fact that she’d never before been there.

 
With the smaller girl tagging along with a meter distance, Lisa cleared one room after another, a practice she’d done a hundred times out of a different reason.

“The house is clear, I’ll check outside,” Lisa’s voice was emotionless but firm and Jennie recognized this tone. She’d just heard it often enough two days ago when they visited the Academy.

“But it’s already late, what if there really is someone outside?” her pupils were barely visible due to the anxiousness she felt. Lisa in contrast was concentrated only, but not scared.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” she showed the big, sharp knife again and for the fraction of a second something dangerous flickered in her dark orbs, something Jennie could register even in this stressful situation.

They went downstairs and Lisa walked out into the garden. It was dark but the lamps hanging on the wall of their house shed some light. With a drawn knife she checked the whole garden and even rustled through some bushes decorating the path around the house.

 
She eventually saw that a flowerpot had fallen off of a windowsill and collected the biggest shards.

“The flowerpot on your windowsill fell down, probably from a cat,” Lisa came back and was greeted with an anxiously anticipating Jennie who visibly relaxed at the news. She opened her the garbage can and then poured herself a big glass of wine to calm down.

After she took a large gulp, she spoke up, “I really don’t know what I would’ve done without you. If Jisoo were here we both would just be paralyzed,”

“You really are a scaredy-cat,” Lisa chuckled as she put the knife away, feeling herself coming back from her alerted state, “Let’s continue the film,”

A small whimper escaped Jennie in response as her brows furrowed and her lips distorted into a sad, plump pout. “It’s so scary,” Lisa couldn’t help but think that Jennie was just adorable.

“I’m here and you can even cling to my arm,” the offer didn’t convince the girl who still felt the effects of such adrenaline rush and the heavy feeling of terror.

“Come on,” Lisa spoke up again gently as she placed her hands on her delicate shoulders and turned her around, wanting to guide her into the living room, but she protested and didn’t want to move.

Jennie welcomed the assuring touch of Lisa but she really didn’t want to continue watching the film like this. The eerie feeling in her stomach, however, vanished when Lisa slung both her arms around her midriff and picked her up, carrying her into the living room.

“Stop, what are you doing?” Laughter filled the silent room as she tried to wiggle herself free and not spill the contents of her glass.

“You’ll watch this film with me,” Lisa chuckled against her back and would only later realize how firmly she pressed the petite and light girl against her front.

 
Jennie in the end complied and expected to be let down in front of the couch, but instead of doing that, Lisa let herself fall down onto the couch while still holding onto her, making her fall into her body and sit on her lap eventually. A soft gasp followed by a cute chuckle was heard by the brunette who quickly repositioned herself next to the soldier with both her knees touch the side of Lisa’s right leg.

When the film continued to play, Jennie tensed immediately and took Lisa’s arm and holding it as if it’d be a pillow. That action brought her hand unto Jennie’s bent knee and it rested there idly for the meantime.

The soldier relished the proximity but she soon became hyperaware of her alluring perfume again, about the texture of her jeans beneath her palms and the way Jennie’s chest was so close to envelope her arm.

The final part of the film started and with it the times blood could be seen increased, screams came more frequently and the creatures appeared almost all the time, making the brunette clutch her arm several times harder.

Lisa didn’t mind, but Jennie noticed herself just how hard she had dug her nails into the bottom of her arms and said sorry multiple times.

After that she gently slid her fingers over the irritated area which eventually led to her caressing her arm absentmindedly, sending millions of different sensations to the soldier with never before felt softness and gentleness.

At one point the soldier had a hard time resisting the urge to close her eyes and let sounds of enjoyment escape . She was feeling it way too much and displayed a brilliant example of an isolated soldier with barely any experienced care in their lives.

The tension within her spilled over causing Jennie to notice it despite being thoroughly captured by the plot of the final.

“Are you ticklish?” She inquired with an amused tone as she brought her face into Lisa’s direction, forcing her to think of a good, quick excuse.

“You’re touching my scar, it’s quite sensible,” it was true that there was a big scar littering the back of her arm but it was almost devoid of any feel.

 
“Where?” the smaller girl was surprised and thought the slight irregularities were her bones or muscles.

Lisa freed her arm out of Jennie’s grip and held it against the light of the tv.

A gasp echoed through the room as the brunette saw it for the very first time. The scar was huge, going almost from her wrist all the way up to her elbow.

“Oh my god, what did you do there?”

“It happened in a maneuver when I needed to get past barbed wire, I was just too eager,” Lisa shrugged as she examined the scar in the dim light.

With utmost care Jennie traced the scar with her finger and consecutively electrified the path she’d took, sending tingles down the dead believed tissue of her scar.

“It’s so huge, it must’ve hurt like a ,” Lisa chuckled vividly at her choice of words and nodded, “It needed 16 stiches,”

 
“You’re so tough,” Jennie commented visibly impressed. After she gazed at it for another moment she inched a bit forward to reach for her wine and drink it.

 
“Can I have a sip, too?” Lisa asked after she observed her movements closely.

“I thought you don’t like wine?” she arched a brow at her questioningly but gave her the glass anyways.

“I feel like it,” and with that Lisa’s lips touched the rim that had been graced by Jennie’s just seconds before. She gave it back and the brunette took another short sip, drinking from the same place again, before putting it away at last.

There was yet another spark Lisa couldn’t assign to a category which only grew more intense when Jennie yet again closed the gap between them as an exceptionally bloody scene littered the screen.

This time the brunette didn’t resort to her arm but her back and brought both her hands to her shoulders while pressing her front and her face into Lisa’s back, making her sit straight in an instant.

A chuckle bubbled in Lisa’s throat but it died before it could escape when she felt Jennie’s chest heaving against her.

There was nothing that could distract the soldier from all the confusing emotions that had hit her like a wrecking ball, not even Jennie’s shriek almost directly next to her ear.

For a moment, everything stopped and all that mattered was the pressure rhythmically getting stronger against her back and the sweet perfume driving her senses mad.

 
Lisa got shocked when she felt her hands getting wet from all the nervousness that had crept up silently at first and then crashed over her like a wave.

Luckily, Jennie hadn’t noticed any of the tenseness and was thoroughly focused on the ending of the movie.

After Lisa was finally released out of her clasp, she played it cool and acted as natural as she could all throughout the time they’d smoked one and eventually said their byes.

Jennie had been still scared and wanted Lisa to stay a bit longer, but the taller girl couldn’t stay – even if she’d wanted to.
When Lisa entered her car and sped off, she let out all of her rapid breaths, desperate for some oxygen in her system.

 
But no matter how hard she breathed, no matter how many times she tried to get some sense into her head.

There was only Jennie’s scent and her touch flowing through her system.

This was not good at all.