Lalisa
Ankle strapped - check.
Fringe in order - check.
Outfit on - check.
Make up set - check.
Hug my girlfriend for moral support - needed.
"Jennie!" I call from my make up chair.
"Lalisa!" She yells back.
I find it funny how she elongates the sa in my name. She does this mostly when she's sleepy or hungry or in a clingy mood - pretty much when she's feeling needy in some way.
Now that I think about it, she does this quite a lot...
Though never in front of others. Well, not until now that is. I mean here I am in one room and there she is in another, yelling back in her sweet childish tone for everyone else to hear too.
I'll take this as a level up in our relationship.
Jennie is currently in the waiting room with the others, while I get ready - well, got ready - for my duet with Hanbin.
I've now completed said task of hair, make up and boring warm up excercises, and am now on to the much more exciting objective of finding my distinguishly gorgeous girlfriend.
I spin around in my chair (as I've done so for the last two hours) and shout yet again for Jennie.
"Marco!"
Aside from the subtle laughter from the staff, I get no response.
"I said Marco!"
Still nothing.
"Jennie" I groan like a little kid.
"Jennieeee!"
"Lisaaaa!" She mimicks.
I can picture her now, rolling her eyes and raising her brows.
"Jennie! polo!"
"Jeeee - "
"Polo" She finally gives in - though unenthusiastically.
"Marco"
"Polo"
"Marco" I feel giddy - happy that she's playing along with my childish antic.
"Polo"
"Marco"
"Polo"
"Marco" I say a little more quietly as I enter the waiting room, hovering at the doorway.
It's just her, Chae, Jisoo and some staff at the moment.
"Polo" She grins seeing I've arrived.
I melt.
I feel better already.
Just seeing her gummy smile puts me at ease.
"Hi" I wave to the girls and bow to the staff.
"Lisa! You look so cool!" Jisoo says as she pulls me into a hug. She continues to mutter complements, liking my camouflage pants and tight black crop top.
"Cool? Girl you look sexy!" Rosie joins us.
I peak up from the embrace and see Jennie standing shyly.
I tilt my head wandering what's going on with her.
I squeeze the others one last time and head to Jennie.
"Hello you... your awfully quiet"
"I'm just taking a moment to admire this" Jennie whispers so only I can hear.
She trails her hands from my ribs, down onto my exposed stomach then teases her finger on my waist band. I shudder slightly and work hard against the impulse to do the same.
"Don't tease me with something we can't start"
I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in for a hug. I felt like this would be a safer option but the skinship just has me fighting more temptations.
Bbo bbo... I want a kiss.
It only gets harder when I pull my head away and get to admire her more up close.
I just have to preface that Jennie is always beautiful, always sexy and always cute - she's the multi type that can do all that, constantly, at the same time.
Today however, there was something even more beautiful - or maybe not more but different, a new sort of attraction about her. It might have something to do with the fact that she looks like a fucking idol.
She's practically dripping star quality, like she took a bath in im going to be the hottest idol of this generation, then took a sip from a tall glass of damm, poured the rest over herself and didn't bother drying.
"Really? Tall glass of damm?" She laughs as I mentally face palm myself.
"How much did I just say out loud..."
"There was more?!" Her big brown eyes pop.
"All I heard was hottest idol of this generation and tall glass of damm"
I hide my head between her neck and shoulder, embarrassed.
It was all true of course, but she didn't need to hear the detailed level of my whipped'ency - whipped'ency is a word (I just made up) that describes the measurement in being whipped. As in the higher the whipped'ency the more you are whipped.
I currently operate at a very, very high level of whipped'ency.
I can't be blamed though. Such reactions should be expected when your girlfriends Jennie Kim... the sexie -
"Lisa, your still doing it"
"Ahh!" I move away from her embrace.
"Sorry I'm clearly not myself right now. This is all just too much" I gesture towards her sexy black and white outfit.
"I came here because I needed some sort of comfort but your just too sexy for -" She cuts me off.
"Comfort? Why? Are you okay?"
Really? That's what she heard?
"What's wrong?" She places her hand on my cheek and I melt even more.
I think my knees are going weak.
"What's with that face?" She asks now confused.
I knew what she was meant... My face had eased into a place where my mouth was wide in a closed grin and my eyes were only half open.
I bet I looked funny but as you know, I don't have much control over myself today.
"This is nice" I put my hand on hers - the one that delicately cups my face.
"Your odd sometimes, you know that"
"Mmm" I lean further into her hand.
"What's with you today?"
"I think I'm just nervous. I have a lot of adrenaline that I don't know what to do with"
"I think I might have an idea" She takes my hand and starts to move.
