@ace_of_hearts23: The rain had given way to a quiet, late-night stillness by the time Lisa pulled the car into an empty overlook, the distant skyline glittering through the fogged windshield. ‎ ‎Jennie was still leaning against Lisa’s shoulder, her thumb gently tracing the fabric of Lisa's jacket. Neither of them had spoken since leaving Kai's apartment building, but the silence between them was no longer heavy—it was peaceful. ‎ ‎"Jennie?" Lisa's voice was barely above a whisper, hesitant to break the quiet. ‎ ‎"Hmm?" ‎ ‎"Do you want to talk about it?" ‎ ‎Jennie slowly lifted her head, resting her cheek against her palm as she looked at Lisa in the dim dashboard light. "There's not much to say, Li. I found a pearl earring on his entry table." ‎ ‎Lisa’s jaw tightened slightly, her eyes darkening. "A pearl earring." ‎ ‎"Yeah," Jennie gave a small, humorless laugh, shaking her head. "I don't even wear pearls. It was so small, so stupid. But the moment I saw it, it felt like... like waking up from a dream I knew was fake the whole time." ‎ ‎"He didn't deserve you," Lisa said, turning fully in her seat to face Jennie. The intensity in her voice was raw, stripped of her usual guarded calm. "Not for a single second." ‎ ‎Jennie searched Lisa's face, taking in the sharp line of her jaw, the slight knit of her brows, and the sheer sincerity in her eyes. "Why didn't you ever say anything, Lisa? You knew, didn't you? Jisoo knows everything, which means you probably knew too." ‎ ‎Lisa swallowed hard, looking down at her hands on the steering wheel before meeting Jennie’s gaze again. ‎ ‎"Because I knew how much you wanted it to work," Lisa admitted softly, her voice thick with emotion. "And I was terrified, Jennie. I was terrified that if I pointed out the cracks, you’d think I was just saying it because..." She trailed off, biting her lower lip. ‎ ‎"Because of how you feel about me?" Jennie asked quietly. ‎ ‎Lisa froze, her breath catching in her throat. ‎ ‎Jennie reached out, her fingers gently cupping Lisa’s cheek, guiding her gaze back. ‎"Rose asked me something today," Jennie whispered, her thumb brushing softly across Lisa’s cheekbone. "She asked me how I feel when I'm with you." ‎ ‎"What did you tell her?" Lisa’s voice trembled slightly, her heart hammering against her ribs. ‎ ‎"I told her you feel like home," Jennie said, her eyes glistening as a genuine smile finally touched her lips. "I spent so much time chasing someone who looked perfect, Li. But sitting in that apartment tonight, staring at that stupid earring... all I wanted was to be right here. With you." ‎ ‎Lisa let out a quiet breath—a laugh mixed with a sigh of relief that had been three years in the making. She leaned into Jennie’s touch, resting her forehead against Jennie’s. ‎ ‎"I'm not perfect, Jennie," Lisa murmured, her hand gently covering Jennie's on her cheek. "I’ll probably mess up, and I don't have a grand corporate title or a fancy high-rise." ‎ ‎"Good," Jennie whispered, closing the tiny distance between them until their breath mingled. "I don't want perfect anymore, Lisa. I just want real." ‎The quiet between them dissolved, leaving only the steady rhythm of their breathing and the soft hum of the car engine in the late-night silence. ‎ ‎For three years, they had existed in the safe, careful distance of "almost"—a thousand unspoken words lingering in shared looks and hesitant touches. But sitting there beneath the dim glow of the dashboard lights, the distance finally collapsed. ‎ ‎Lisa held Jennie’s gaze, her dark eyes searching, asking a question she didn't dare speak aloud. ‎ ‎Jennie didn't hesitate. Her hand slid from Lisa’s cheek to the back of her neck, fingers weaving into her soft hair, gently pulling her close. ‎! CONTINUATION IN THE COMMENT SECTION! #jenlisa_story

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