《do you》xviii
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i woke up to the rays of light that blinds me and find myself on top of sleeping jennie. i used my palms for support to raise my body and halfway through, i froze on that position. what happened? my head feels like it's been banged many times. i guess i drank too much last night that i passed out and happened to be on this (intimate) position. i agreed on my theory and sat up properly, grabbing my phone to look at the time.
it's freaking one o'clock in the afternoon and there are a lot of messages and missed calls from chipmunk. she must be worried sick!
"chaeyoung-ah," i called in my morning–afternoon voice. i had to distance my phone from my ear 'cause she's too loud.
"lalisa manoban! where the heck are you? d'you know how worried sick i was? i kept on calling you and didn't even bother to check your phone and ughhh— i didn't have enough rest because your fucking ass went to god-knows-where without telling me! what if you got kidnapped or raped or—"
i just rolled my eyes with everything she said. chaeyoung's such a paranoid mom.
"I'm completely fine chaeng. i'm not raped or kidnapped– 'cause i'm not a kid anymore," then i laughed to make her more pissed. i heard her groan. "fucking child, lalisa! i'm serious here!"
"yeah right."
"fucking come back here or i'll fucking drag your ass from there!"
"as if you know my location. bye chaeyoung!" i said and ended the call. i sighed.
"lalisa," jennie whined in her morning voice. oh god, that was sexy. "hug me babe," she mumbled.
i blushed at her endearment then my heart started palpitating again. thank goodness her eyes are closed or else she'll see me on a blushing mess.
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i laid beside her and hugged her, making her smile sheepishly. she hugged me back and sniffed my neck which startled me. "you smell so good," she giggled and hugged me closer.
i felt butterflies escaped my stomach and my heart pounds louder and faster. god jennie why are you making me feel this way?
i smiled as i remembered the memory of last week's night with jennie. well, that's all i remembered. i was dead drunk because of my low tolerance of alcohol and i hate it that way.
i became more nervous as i fidget when the seventh performer finished. claps were heard onstage and the performer went backstage where other contestants, including me resided. the last three performers; except me approached the current performer and asked him questions related to his performance.
i peaked through the curtains separating the stage and backstage; looking for a certain brunette who can't be found. i frowned a little but nonetheless excited for my performance. i've been practicing for a week and i'm sure all the sweat and efforts are worth it.
it's almost my turn but jennie still isn't here. i looked at the audience again but i can't see anyone her figure and/or face. maybe she wasn't interested and just agreed so that she wouldn't look rude. why did i even expect? welp, it's nice hoping.
i set aside those thoughts and stretched my lips to the brightest grin. time to level up my confidence. once the claps died down, i stepped on the stage and gave my charismatic smile in front of the judges and audiences.
i introduced myself and all the lights dimmed out, the spotlight on me. i calmed myself down and forgot all the nervousness coursing through my system as i started to groove to the music.
i danced to the music as what i've practiced and formed a smile from time to time to entertain my audience. the judges nodded in a good way and some even smiled, a positive sign that they like my performance. it made me less nervous and more confident.
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i finished and everyone clapped and shouted compliments as i bowed down, a smile not leaving face. i went to backstage and drank my cold water which was on the table. i took big gulps while the sweats ran down my forehead to my neck. i checked my bag for my towel yet i spotted nothing. i groaned at myself for being so forgetful. so i fanned myself instead, suffering from my stupidity and forgetfulness.
"you did amazing, sweetie," someone said from behind. i looked around and saw a goddess. "you came," i grinned.
"why wouldn't i? i came here to support my friend," she said and took something from her sling bag. oh right, friend. i'm just a friend. i nodded.
she took out a handkerchief and started wiping me. i froze on my tracks. all i can do is watch her movements. the way her eyes flicker a shade darker (is it just me?) and how focused she is as if a single skin spot unwiped dry would kill me. i also realized she's wearing a dress. a beautiful one. something simple but would look so elegant on her. seems like she had a date.
"good thing i didn't brought my towel," i mumbled silently. "i heard that." jennie said then giggled. i gulped and blushed in embarrassment. "it's fine though, i like wiping you," she said then later on furrowed her brows. "that sounded so weird." we ended up laughing.
"wow manoban, i didn't know you have a girlfriend." mingyu, a dancer i met awhile ago and made friends with.
"yeah wow, she's beautiful!" someone complimented.
"and caring!" another one added.
jennie halted her movements for a while and looked away, blushing madly. i giggle at her timid reaction then cupped her cheeks. she looks at my eyes and i look at hers. she pouted shyly. "they said you're beautiful," i whispered.
"so what? i won't believe it unless you say it," she mumbled then pouted like a baby. 'my baby.'
oh my fucking god.
i nearly died at what she said.
"so what? i won't believe it unless you say it."
"so what? i won't believe it unless you say it."
"so what? i won't believe it unless you say it."
it kept replaying in my head.
"you are beautiful, jennie kim," i whispered sweetly. she blushed and smiled at me that just melted my heart. i'm in love.
our faces starts to get closer and closer. "get a room!" someone shouted and we stopped and pulled away, looking at anywhere else but each other. that was so close!
they are now announcing the winners and i'm just patiently waiting for my name to roll out from the judges' mouth.
"and for the first place..." the judge trailed off and looked at the performers' faces and smiled. ugh, she's so slow. can you please make it fast because i want to freaking go home! i almost shouted.
"ms. lalisa manoban!" the judge announced. finally! i smiled widely and jumped like a kid as i took my trophy. not only a trophy but also cash to buy the things i badly need.
jennie hugged me as an act of congratulations and i never felt this happy. she took pictures of me, took pictures together as well and ate at a restaurant nearby. what a day to remember.
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