Today I Met The Girl I'm Going To M... - Chapter 25: Chapter 25

I've been repeating something in my head for the last few minutes.
It's not having the desired effect that I want it to.
I wasn't lying when I said Jennie wasn't just Jennie in a bikini! anymore.
Opening up and sharing with Jennie such a painful memory from my past made me feel closer to her. She knew exactly what do to make me forget about that horrible time in my life, like always.
But here's the thing.
After I won our water splashing contest Jennie decided to get out of the pool.
She swam over to the ladder, climbed out and walked over to her towel, dripping wet.
Dripping wet!
Then she dried herself off.
And now I'm trying to remember my name.
I think it's Jisoo, but I'm not a hundred percent sure.
One of the things I like most about Jennie, and believe me there are a lot of different things I could name, is the fact that she doesn't realize how stunning she is.
Even her whole "I know I'm hot" act is just that, an act.
She doesn't come across as conceited at all and she carries herself like she isn't the most breathtakingly beautiful woman to ever walk the face of this earth.
I want to forge a deeper connection with her but at the same time I can't just ignore how my body responds to her either.
And right now, it's telling me to jump out of the water and show her my gratitude for being so caring with a multitude of kisses and some other stuff too.
I'm not going to do that though, it just wouldn't feel right after the intimate and special moment we just had. I also feel rather exposed, not because I'm wearing practically nothing in my own bikini, but more so because of the place in my heart I allowed Jennie to see.
While I trust Jennie it is unnerving to open up like that and basically detail for her every insecurity I have.
I'm going to have to squash my raging hormones for the time being as I let the reality of Jennie knowing about Soojoo and Soojin sink in.
"You're going to prune if you stay in the water Jisoo." Jennie calls out from the deck chair she's currently lying on.
I can't hide in the pool, just like I couldn't keep my story inside myself any longer.
I can do this.
I have faith in myself.
Maybe I'll just walk around all day with my eyes closed to avoid checking out Jennie like I know I'm going to.
Ok, ok, that won't work either, but it was worth a shot.
I swim over to the edge of the pool and take a deep breath as I climb out. I slick my hair back with both my hands as I make my way over to where Jennie is. I'm going as slow as possible because I have to ensure that I make it without falling.
As much as Jennie doesn't seemed bothered by my "two left feet" syndrome, I'd still like to show her that I can go a few hours without doing something embarrassing. For my own pride mainly and also because in the back of my mind I still doubt that she could find my clumsiness appealing.
My brain is a treacherous place with many different land mines and I have to tread very carefully to avoid setting another one off. There's only so much I can cope with and injuring myself again is not one of those things.
In case you were wondering what I've been repeating in my head, it's "she's not Jennie in a bikini!"
But one look at her, laid out in all her glory as the bright sun shines on her smooth skin, negates all the hard work I've put in to not objectifying her.
Holy hell!
Jennie does not appear to have one blemish.
There is not one part of her outside appearance that I would change.
And from what I've seen so far of her inner self, she's flawless.
How does she not know how fucking hot she is?
It's mind boggling!
"I was beginning to think you'd never come out of the water." Jennie says as I start wiping my body down.
"I was just basking in my victory." I gloat. I bend down to wipe my legs and when I stand back up Jennie's eyes aren't looking at mine. They seem to be on the lower region of my body.
Is she checking me out?
Could it be?
Jennie jumps when she realizes I'm watching her and the faintest pink hue covers her cheeks.
Or is that just from the sun?
"You wish Jisoo." Jennie replies like nothing happened, and maybe nothing did.
I have been known to read too much into situations like these.
Instead of making things awkward, I lean over Jennie and wring my hair out so water covers her once dry stomach.
Of course by stomach I mean her perfectly toned six pack, belly ring included!
Jennie shrieks and I couldn't be more pleased with myself.
"We both know I won, so quit being so stubborn." I smirk.
"Just you wait Jisoo, just you wait." Jennie warns with a big smile.
When she smiles, her whole face lights up.
It's positively captivating and that face will one day grace countless magazine covers.
No doubt about it.
I chuckle at her not so playful warning but I don't continue our bantering. There's something I need to tell her first.
"Jen." I say as I sit upright on the deck chair next to Jennie. "About earlier."
Jennie opens her eyes and I have her full attention.
I fidget with my fingers because I'm getting a bit emotional again. That's to be expected though and not something I didn't think would happen. "I really do want to thank you for listening to me. I know I said it before but..."
"You don't need to thank me Jisoo." Jennie interjects as she sits up as well.
I give her a small smile, "Yes I do. I feel so much better after getting that off my chest." Jennie leans forwards but I keep going before she can interrupt me a second time. "I've never told anyone what I heard."
Jennie seems surprised, "Really?"
I nod my head, "I was so humiliated."
Still am.
Not as much as before, but those feelings won't go away just like that.
I believe it will not long from now though.
Hopefully.
"You shouldn't feel that way, but I understand why you do." Jennie moves so she's kneeling in front of me and then she covers both my hands with hers. "You are so special Jisoo, and you deserve to have someone who truly loves you, not someone like Soojoo."
God, she really knows how to make my heart flutter.
Her eyes are sincere and I'm swooning like I've never swooned before.
"Whoever is privileged enough to have you love them should wake up every morning thanking their lucky stars that you're in their life." Jennie finishes in hushed whisper.
I want that to be you!
I want that to be you so badly it makes me ache.
"Thanks." I reply as I look down at her hands that are still covering mine.
Forget what I said before, now I'm swooning!
Once I revert my eyes back to hers, Jennie gazes into them for a few more seconds before returning to her seat. "I should be thanking you for trusting me." She hesitates and I'm still reeling from her earlier words. "I won't betray that trust."
"I know you won't." I assure her. "That's why I told you."
Our eyes linger on each other and my heart is beating so fast.
We're having a moment.
I think.
I hope Jennie doesn't find it weird that I opened up to her when I've only known her for five days.
Seems like a lifetime to me.
"I assume you're hungry now after all that screaming and laughing." My mom declares as she appears beside us with a tray of sandwiches and drinks.
She's the best!
And she's right, I'm famished.
"Thanks mom." I say as I grab the tray from her. "But you don't have to wait on us, I could have fixed me and Jennie some food."
My mom bends down and places a kiss on my forehead. "It's nice having kids around to take care of."
I know I'm blushing, I can feel the heat rising up my body and not because of Jennie this time. "Mom." I half groan. "I'm not a kid."
Jennie watches us interact without speaking.
"You'll always be my little girl." My mom replies as she grabs my chin.
Aw man, she's totally embarrassing me in front of Jennie!
She's going to think I'm a momma's girl.
My mom chuckles and then she pinches my nose.
My nose!
Like I'm five!
Argh!
"How are you Jennie?" My mom asks as she ignores the daggers I'm throwing at her with my eyes.
"I'm good Mrs. P." Jennie says after I hand her a sandwich.
My mom frowns, "I have to say I don't like the idea of you being all by yourself in a city you hardly know."
Aw, I take it back, my mom rocks!
She's as sweet as sugar.
Jennie shrugs and takes a bite of her sandwich. "It's no big deal, I'm used to being alone."
You know when someone says something like "it's no big deal" but you sense that it really is.
That's the exact feeling I'm getting now.
I wonder what that's about?
"Besides, your daughter had already promised to take care of me." Jennie finishes and I know I'm grinning like an idiot.
Jennie gives me a shy smile and I melt.
My mom glances between the two of us but she doesn't make any snide remarks. "Still, if you ever need anything, you can always call my husband or me."
Aw again.
I have the coolest mom in the world!
Jennie smiles at my mom like I haven't seen before. "I will Mrs. P., I promise."
"Do you want to join us?" I ask her despite the fact that having my mom around would probably result in her embarrassing me some more.
I have to be polite though, plus she is pretty amazing.
"I would love to but I have a ton of paperwork to get through before the barbeque tonight. I want to make sure that I can fully enjoy being served by the boys tonight." She jokes and the three of us laugh.
That completely slipped my mind.
It's going to be a blast ordering Bobby around.
Once my mom leaves, Jennie and I feast on the food she made for us.
"That was so good." Jennie says after she finishes her second sandwich. "You have a great mom."
I do!
"Are you close with yours?" I ask tentatively. I've already stuck my foot in my mouth in regards to Jennie's father, but I really do want to learn more about her.
Jennie shakes her head and her eyes suddenly look quite sad. "No, she wasn't really around when I was growing up."
As much as I don't want to upset Jennie, I want her to trust me and open up to me like I have with her.
"That must have been rough." I observe.
"I got a lot of freedom." Jennie replies and it's evident that she would have liked a mother more. "When my dad came home from touring he'd spend all his time with me."
I know what she's doing.
Jennie doesn't want me to feel sorry for her just like I didn't want her pity earlier.
I don't feel bad for it though, I feel sad. Sad that her mother didn't love her like a mother is supposed to and sad that her dad probably wasn't there for her as much as he should have been.
I'm not quite sure what to do.
I don't want to push Jennie.
But I don't want her to think that I don't care.
I'm probably over thinking way too much, I know, it's just her eyes are really getting to me.
They make me want to hug her sadness away.
"It sounds like you were close to him." I venture carefully.
"He gave me my first guitar." Jennie says wistfully. "He was the one who taught me how to play."
I'm going to let her lead the rest of this conversation.
But I'm glad I've learnt a bit more about the mysterious and alluring Jennie Kim.
I wait for her to either continue her story or go another route.
"Did you have any nicknames as a kid?" Jennie asks. I can tell she feels bad for not giving up any more details about her past but I'm not upset or anything.
I can be patient.
Jennie is worth waiting for.
And when she's ready to open up more, I'll be here.
That I guarantee.
I tilt my head as I smile at her, "You really do like those random questions." Jennie opens her mouth, I think, to apologize but I'm not going to let her.
You know what else I'm not going to do?
Disclose that information.
Because I did have a nickname.
But she can never know what it is.
Ever.
Look, I've already shared my deepest darkest secret.
Some things a girl has to keep to herself.
Like this.
I don't even want to imagine the horror of Jennie finding out what my nickname was.
Shudder.
And here's my chance to lighten the mood for her.
See how that works, she scratches my back, I scratch hers.
Or perhaps we could work out an even better arrangement.
"Sexy Jisoo." I exclaim in all seriousness.
She hasn't helped me thus far, might as well see if she can do me some good now.
Jennie doesn't believe me.
I can tell because she's killing herself laughing.
"Yeah right." She scoffs. "I can only imagine all the other children calling you that when you were a kid."
"I can't help it that I'm that appealing." I joke.
Jennie keeps laughing and then she excuses herself to go use the bathroom.
Whew.
Even though she knows I was lying at least that subject has been avoided.
I lie back down on the deck chair and wait for Jennie to get back.
All in all, I'm thinking this afternoon has turned out to be a very good thing for us.
We're at ease with each other, I've let Jennie know I trust her and I'm slowly working on earning that trust from her as well.
Not too shabby.
"I'm back." Jennie announces because I have my eyes closed.
"Welcome." I reply.
"Hey Jisoo" Jennie says.
I strain my neck to the side and when my eyes open I see Jennie looking like the cat who swallowed a canary.
What's that about?
"Yes?"
Jennie clears her throat and then she makes the Vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper."
Oh!
My!
God!
I'm going to kill my mother!
Jennie must have asked her about my nickname when she went inside!
Fuck!
What a sneaky devil!
Ah!
I want to scream!
Jennie's smirking but I'm too pissed to comment on how fucking sexy she is.
Oh my god!
Jennie in a bikini! is now Jennie the meanie!
When I was a kid, one of my eyebrows grew in a little funny. I don't look that way now but at the time I was called Mr. Spock.
Kids are so cruel.
I'm beyond mortified.
My mom is dead meat.
I want to be mad at Jennie and I'm trying to be, but she looks so adorable in that evil mocking way of hers.
"That's not funny." I grit my teeth and work on looking as intimidating as possible.
"You're right." Jennie stops smiling and I'm relived. "It's very illogical of me to tease you."
Gah!
She tricked me.
Jennie is rolling around in her chair and I'm not going to take it anymore.
I get up to tower over her as I wag my finger in her face. "Don't you dare make one more snarky remark young lady."
"Ok, ok, I surrender." Jennie says as she holds her hands over her head. "Captain I need more power." She likes her fake Scottish accent so much that she can't breathe from all her laughing.
That's it!
Time to teach Jennie a lesson.
Kim Jisoo is no pushover!
I yank Jennie up by her arm and start dragging her towards the pool.
"Hey, hey, I'm sorry." Jennie breathes out as she struggles to get out of my grasp.
"Not good enough." I shoot back as I wrap my arms around her from behind. "You had your chance."
"It's been less than an hour since I ate, I can't go swimming." Jennie pleads to no avail.
I want to exact my revenge.
My moms will have to wait for another time.
What possessed her to share that with Jennie?
Jennie isn't going down without a fight.
But I'm too focused on my objective to care.
I almost have Jennie by the pool when she manages to get some leverage on me. We're going back and forth until finally she has me over by the lawn.
I pull her even tighter against my body as I use all my strength to move her.
Jennie is very strong.
Stronger than I thought.
I shall never give up!
My fingers brush against her abs...
Whoa!
I'm touching Jennie's naked stomach.
My nearly naked body is pressed against hers.
Uh oh.
Jennie uses my momentary lapse in concentration to gain the upper hand. She moves her foot behind mine and sends both of us sprawling to the ground.
Luckily we're on the grass now or that would have hurt.
Did I mention that Jennie somehow has me pinned under her body and has a firm grip on both my hands above my head?
Sorry about that, but my brain malfunctioned the second our nude stomachs touched.
Her body is over mine and her eyes are a very dark shade of brown.
Darker than normal.
What about me you ask?
Well I'm in fucking heaven.
Cloud nine even.
Holy moly!
I never knew my impromptu wrestling match would end up with Jennie on top of me.
Again.
But this time with a hell of a lot less clothes.
And it feels infinitely better than the other night.
"Are you ever going to try and throw me in the pool again?" Jennie asks as her voice goes even raspier than usual.
Hell yeah!
"Perhaps." I reply in that innocent yet not innocent manner I'm famous for.
"Wrong answer." Jennie says right before she moves off of me.
Boo!
Come back!
That was so much fun!
Wait!
Jennie's trying to get me into the pool now.
You rascal!
Her hands are all over me and it's difficult to stay focused because of how utterly fantastic that feels.
I teeter on the edge of the pool and I can see how confident Ms. Rockstar is.
Oh, Jen, don't count them chickens before they hatch.
With the last bit of strength I have, I grab Jennie's arm, whirl her around and send her flying into the pool while I remain standing in victory.
The resounding splash Jennie makes when she hits the water is the sweetest sound I have ever heard.
Jennie floats back above water and she doesn't look all that happy.
I stick my tongue out at her because I'm having a moment here.
Round one went to Jennie, round two was all mine.
Who's up for a tiebreaker?