you call that ass your own, we call that silicone

silly girls with silly boys

;

"seungmin." jennie called out to the girl across the room.

their morning practice was finished, and the other trainees went to the yg cafeteria to eat lunch. she didn't have the appetite and fortunately was left with the girl whom jisoo was fucking behind her back in one room.

she caught them the other day and was able to prevent herself from reacting. jennie planned everything out from then on, and confronting seungmin was just the beginning.

"yes?" seungmin asked, looking up from her phone.

"rumors have been going around about you and jisoo." jennie lied. "other trainees have been telling me that you're officially together."

"its not real." seungmin replied, trying to ignore her gaze.

"well, as jisoo's bestfriend," she emphasized—since the other trainees weren't aware of their actual relationship— at the word, "if you're really together, please promise me that you won't hurt her and that you'll always protect her from anything."

"jennie.." seungmin was at loss for words. "you promise not to tell anyone, right?"

there. it slipped out.

"well, jisoo will be killing me if i do. i mean, i'm her bestfriend after all." she faked a chuckle. "are you happy with her?"

"honestly.. i am. i'm really sure that we'll last longer than any of my past relationships."

"that's great news." jennie grinned. "oh, and by the way, jisoo told me that you'll meet her on the yg storage room at the fifth floor after the training."

the yg storage room was an abandoned area in the yg building. artists and staffs hardly use it anymore, which makes it the perfect place.

"yg storage room at the fifth floor? no one goes in there." seungmin's eyes widened.

"the more private it is, the more fun your date will be." she winked. "i'll go back to my dorm now, i'll see you later, seungmin."

little did seungmin know, jennie was a step closer to her plan.